The Cousin of a Pop Star (l.h.)

What if you were able to travel on a world tour? What if you met your idol? What if you played truth or dare with him? What if he keeps a big secret? What if you were the cousin of a pop star? © 2014-2016 michaelstacosxx


13. The Scent

Pam's POV "3:23 am?" I groaned as I saw the digital clock placed right beside my bed. "Seriously, Pamela? Couldn't you wake up later?" Raising from my bed, I whispered to myself as if I was insane." The place was lightened by the full moon and, outside the window, the trees moved to the beat of the wind. I got up from my bed and gave small jumps towards my closet because of the cold floor. I grabbed my colorful monster slippers-I know, I'm so childish-and searched for my white robe. When I took it out, a baby blue envelope fell from it. "What?" I wondered. I put on my robe and picked it from the floor. The curiosity was killing me, but I waited until I was downstairs. I turned on the kitchen light and realized my name had been carefully written with black ink in the front of it. Again, there was no hint from who had sent it. After filling a glass with water, I opened it. "I'm here. I love you. I don't care if yo need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. There's nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger that Depression and I am braver than Loneliness. And nothing will ever exhaust me." Oh, dear. Was this another quote or something that this person really wrote by himself? I searched for initials and turned the paper to see the back. There, in the center of the paper, it said: "P.D.: I wish I could look at you straight in your beautiful eyes and tell you how much I love you. I wish I could hug you and kiss you, just like I've been dreaming from the time I've known you. You don't know who I am, but you know me too. It's hard looking at you and, even though you're close to me, I can't do anything of what I said before". I felt like the place got hot and so I waved the paper to take some air. A scent like cologne got to my nose. I sniffed the kitchen as if I was a dog and realized for the first time, that the smell came from the envelope and the letter. I placed the empty glass in the dishwasher and ran upstairs trying to make the less noise possible. "Where is it? Where...? Here!" My drawer was a mess. I brought the first letter I received onto my nose and stated it also had cologne. I had found a clue. The only thing that was missing was finding out who's cologne it was. I left myself fall into my bed and kept on thinking who could this guy be. He said he knows me, but I didn't knew who he was. He said he looked at me and that I was close to him... "I don't understand this". My thoughts were all concentrated in this. Sunlight trespassed my window and came directly into my eyes. How much time had I been analyzing all of this strange stuff that was happening? I glanced at the black and white wall clock, which pointed it was almost 6 am. I knew that Luke, Ash, Cal, Mikey, Louis, Harry, Zayn, Liam, Niall and Clary would wake up at least at 9 or 10 in the morning, but I could not possibly go back to sleep with all of what happened still in my mind. I decided to make some breakfast for the others. Maybe that way I'd get it all out of my mind for a bit. ------- Sorry, I know this is a lame chapter :(
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