Extra Feelings

Accidentally manifesting your celebrity crush? Cute.
Accidentally turning your journal into a magical chaos engine? Less cute. More chaotic.

Sarah Evans didn't mean to rewrite reality. She was just tired, okay? Nine hours of burnt pastries and customers who think "iced decaf macchiato with no coffee" is a personality, and she snapped. Scribbled something dumb in her journal about Michael Clifford-the tattooed rockstar of her fangirl past-strutting into her café and calling her trouble.

She fell asleep. Woke up. And boom-there he was. In the flesh. Beanie, leather jacket, smirk and all.

Now he's sitting at her favorite table, reading her like she's a book and flirting like it's his job (???). Meanwhile, Sarah's losing her grip on reality, milk-frothing like she's summoning demons, and trying very hard not to write another kiss scene because apparently those come true too.

There's a thin line between love and lunacy.
And she's about to scribble right through it.
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Inspired by Prompt #2: "Whatever is written comes true the next day" and Prompt #4: "Scenes from a Coffee Shop AU." Entering the #GiveMeABreakContest sponsored by Wattpad.

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