CHAPTER 1
I got in from uni, chucked my bag on the floor and rummaged in the fridge for something to eat.
What a day! A complete nightmare day! I had lost my entire semester worth of work on my laptop. The hard drive was fried, I had no back up! I just wanted to cry. My mom was going to go mad when she found out.
I had no clue what on earth I was going to do. I studied music and I sang. That was all I wanted to do in life.
I went up to my room with my naffed lap top, hoping it might of magically fixed itself. No such luck. All the files that had my work on were just gone. I ended up on twitter.
I tweeted about what had happened. some of my rusher family jumped to my rescue with words of a kind nature.
Twitter was a funny place, I had over a thousand followers, none of which were people I knew in real life but they all seemed so nice. I had 4 friends that I would say were my favourites, we had gotten to know each other well over the months of constant talking about big time rush.
I adored Carlos, he was the sunshine in my day. I doubted even he could could put a smile on my face this evening though.
I tweeted him regardless, I did everyday, just once... Just to let him know I was there.
"carlos.. Ive had the worst day ever & its only gonna get worse. U are the only light in my life:-) xx" I typed and pressed tweet.
I folded my laptop up as I heard my mom was now home from work.
My evening went as well as I had expected. Mom moaned, I cried, and I spent my evening texting my friend Dale. Dale wanted to be more than friends but I just didn't see him that way. I just saw him as my best friend I could tell anything to.
He suggested I talk to the university, to see what can be done, I can't be the only Person that this has happened to surely.
I went to bed that night with a heavy heart. My life felt like it was in tatters! Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was now gone!
As the sun shone through on another lovely day in San Diego I rubbed my face with my hand as I tried to wake myself up, my alarm hadn't gone off yet.
It took me a few minutes to remember why my stomach had the awful gutted feeling, I groaned and turned my head back in to my pillow as I remembered how my files had gone... "Fuck!" I sighed as I stared at the ceiling.
I couldn't get back to sleep, I needed to use the toilet so got up, chucked my dressing gown on and walked in a zombie like state to the bathroom.
I looked in the mirror as I washed my hands and frowned as I saw a zit appearing on my forehead.
The sun had always made my freckles stand out, I had always been complimented on how cute they were as they sat across my nose and cheeks, but not even they could draw the attention away from the zit that was almost a second person growing on me. Bailey-Grace the second, perhaps?
I swept my blonde hair to its proper location on my head trying to cover it up, I honestly looked like shit.
I huffed as I moved in my zombie fashion back to bed. I picked my phone up from my bed side table and raised an eyebrow as I saw a long line of notifications from twitter at the top of my home screen.
I clicked on the little blue birdy short cut to see what had been going on while I was asleep and saw I had over 400 retweets from rushers, my heart leapt in to my mouth as I realised what that must mean.
I was shaking as I scrolled down trying to find it then finally I did...
Carlos had RTd me, I thought I was going to burst if I didn't scream! I laughed hysterically to myself.
Fuck! Carlos knew I existed, he had actually fucking noticed I was alive and on the planet! Tears threatened my eyes
I stared at it for some time.
"EEEeeeeeeeeh" was the delightful squeel that eventually left my mouth. My heart was thumping with adrenalin.
I began scrolling through the tweets rushers had left me congratulating me on my Rt... It was then I read a tweet and then had to read it again and again and again.
I was so excited I thought I might be sick.
"congrats on the RT & the follow! Ure sooooooooo lucky!" It said.
Jesus fucking Christ! My hands would not stop trembling.
Once again I scrolled down my interactions until I found what I had craved for, for three long years.
He was following me... Carlos from big time rush was actually following me.
I Flopped down on my bed and stared at the ceiling with the most ridiculous smile on my face.
I felt like my insides were going to explode. Never had I ever felt so excited! I felt almost nervous, my teeth chattered in my mouth.
I sat back up and stared at the follow again, I then went on to Carlos' account and watched in delight as I read out the words "follows you" next to his beautiful icon picture.
My life was complete... Absolutely complete. This was the happiest moment I had known.
That was until I pressed the "me" button taking me to my twitter home screen, I saw the little blue light next to my DMs and clicked on it.
Then I saw it! It was the fourth DM down... From Carlos!
Holy fucking shit! I clicked on the message to read it fully.
"wazzzaaa! Being the light in some1s life surely deserves some recognition. You are the light in mine! I hope this helps make your day as bright as you shine! xox"
Oh. My. God... Literally oh my God. What do I do with this? Reply? Take a screen shot and post it for the world to see?
I was in shock... Carlos had turned me in to an absolute blubbing wreck. with tears of excitement and joy. But my brain was mush...
I should of waited to calm down before I did respond but my excitement and my love for the man who may have just made me pregnant by following, RTing and a direct message all in one orgasmic go was too much.
I wrote out my reply...