Who Knew A Letter Could Change My Life

One concert, one letter and several dreams all at once. This is my story and how he became THE ONE.


2. The Letter

 He lead me through some doors that said 'NO ENTRY' and down a hallway. There it was, an oak door with a sheet on the front saying 'CONNOR BALL'. This was his dressing room! I feel kind of honoured but I don't have time to fangirl as he pulled me through the door and shut it. "So, how can I help?" he asked. It almost looked like he cared. He took my hand and sat me down on a black leather couch. He leaned forward so we could see each others eyes clearly. 

"It really doesn't matter," I said, trying to change the subject. I didn't want to look like an idiot in front of him. I tried to look away but his beautiful blue eyes burned into mine. I couldn't look away. He urged me to tell him and I realised he wasn't going to give up until I tell. "I received a ticket that was further away than I thought and I realised that I would never be able to give you the letter." I said. I was going more red by the second. I tried to look away but he made it so hard. Embarrassed, I gave him the letter and I was about to leave when he grabbed my hand.

"I'll read this and we can exchange numbers, so I can tell you my reply," he said gently. I put my phone number in his and he put his in mine. He got up and took my hand delicately. He showed me to the door and he gave me a hug. "See you later, alligator," he joked.

"In a while, crocodile," I finished. I headed out of the doors and hallways until I was back in the pavement. I can't believe that just happened. I pinched myself. Shit! That hurt! Oh well. I went back to my hotel room and threw myself on the bed. I took a shower, put on my pajamas and tucked myself under the covers as I watched TV. My phone buzzed. I didn't recognise the number. 

'Hi. It's me, Connor. I just read the letter and I think it's pretty cute. Like you. Where are you? xx' Aww! He texted! I swiftly reply, 'I'm in THE HILTON outside the arena. Are you flirting with me? xx' He replied really quickly. 'MAYBE! What room?' And I texted back 206. He didn't reply after that and so I figured he was probably bored. 20 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Connor was at he door wearing his onsie and sunglasses. He had a bunch of pink daisies and pizza in his hands. "Hi Becca. I brought treats!" he said. He came in and put the pizza and flowers on the bed. He ransacked his pockets and brought out sweets galore. There were marshmellows, skittles, smarties and sherbet. Everything! He laid down on my bed and winked. I could feel myself blush. "I like it when you blush," he said. I gave him a questioned look. "Because then I know you like me back." 


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