Mulholland Dream

Mulholland Dream

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Time travel was not in the plan. Neither was accidentally stepping into my own fanfiction. But here I am in 2009, Los Angeles, and apparently I have to figure out how I go back to my own reality. 🎖️ Written exclusively for the Wattpad story contest: "What in the Wattpad". Enjoy! 🎸 This is a stand alone story, but if you wish to read the book mentioned, check my profile. ⚠️ Contains mild substance use
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[ COMPLETED ] "Blue." I heard a deep raspy voice that came close as I was sitting alone scanning through my laptop inside this local cafe on the island. I pulled my head up to check who it could be and saw a tall man with a long brown tousled hair, topless, tattoos almost everywhere on his body and had a blue green board shorts. He had the most perfect curls that a man can have and it makes me wonder what's his shampoo or does he even put conditioner after. I envied his long luscious locks which was slightly past his shoulders. His eyes, glued on mine, were an amazing hue of emerald green as he flashes me his dimpled smile. I looked over my shoulder and found no one there so he must be talking to me. I look back at this man who is still smiling at me. "Excuse me?" I chimed, confused about what he meant. "Blue." He repeats again and there's a way on how he said it that makes his plump lips look hot. I scoff, "I'm sorry, are we talking about colors here?" The man with green eyes chuckles breathlessly. "Your eyes, they're a lovely shade of ice blue." "Thanks." I answer dryly. "But I'm not interested." "Oh, I truly apologize. I didn't know you were into ladies." I stare at him for a while, examining his tattoos and that damn huge butterfly tattoo in the middle of his chest. I travelled my eyes back to his face and noticed his prominent jawline. "I meant I'm not interested with you." I tell him the boy with long hair and green eyes. Date Written: July 2020 Date Finished: March 8, 2021 WORD COUNT: 323,369

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