Part 3
And that was the moment when I got a heart-attack.
Let me tell you what just happened.
So, I opened my DM. There was a DM from someone called Zain asking why I'm not coming and why all those sad tweets. I didn't really know who he was, so took a look at his profile. AND GUESS WHAT, he's Christian's tourmanager!!!!! So I replied him as quick as I could. I told him that I didn't get any tickets because of the thunder. I also told him how much I loved Christian and how I felt these last weeks.
So now I'm sitting here, waiting for his answer.
Christian's probably waking up right now, getting ready for a long drive.
*PING* ... Ohmygod, I think it's him. I couldn't find my phone. "Aahgr hurry up Lola, find it" says a little voice in my head. I. Know. You. Are. Here.
Got it! It's true, I got a DM. It says... It says.... BRB DYING AND CRYING. No that's not what it says. That's what I said. But...... Omg. I need to call Jennif.. Ow. I forgot we were fighting. I think about our memories, our strawberry-pistache icecreams in the sun, our weird conversation during the lessons.. I need to clear this up. But first, read the message over again. "What's your adress? Christian wants to meet you :)".
ASDFGHJKL. CHRISTIAN. WANTS. TO. MEET. ME.
HE WANTS TO MEET ME. LOLA.
It may be weird to give my adress to a stranger.. But I mean.. This is a one-in-a-million chance! I'm crying and screaming and jumping and.. "Lola, what the hell is going on there?" I hear my mom coming upstairs. "Mom, Christian wants to meet me" I say as I fall in her arms.