Dreams Come True
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Dernière publication lun., mai 25, 2015
Chapter 1
The Suprise
You were sitting in your Room when your Mom called from downstairs.
„Y/N please come downstairs!“
„One second mom!“
You wondered what your mother wanted from you but you didn't think it was anything serious.
When you came downstairs your whole family waited in the living room with big smiles on their faces, and by that you knew something was going on.
„What is going on here?“, you asked curiously.
„Y/N we have a suprise for you.“, your sister said.
„Okay what is it?“, you wondered excited.
Your family shared a glance before your father yelled „Okay you can come in now!“
You wanted to say something but a voice ,that you knew very well from CDs and DVDs, cut you off.
„This Time no ones gonna say goodbye , I keep you in this heart of mine....“
You started to tear up as you heard the voice so you turned around and saw DARREN FREAKING CRISS! You though this must be dream, Darren Criss would never be in your house!
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