Benedict Cumberbatch (Maddie)
I dedicate this story to my friend Esther.
It's your birthday. You walk home from school exhausted. You had 3 tests today and you're pretty sure you basically failed all of them. Your parents are at work because they have a business meeting. Once you reach your doorstep, you fumble with finding your keys, it takes you five minutes, but you eventually open the door.
Your binder falls out of your hand once you see who is standing in front of you inside your home. A tall man leans against the wall patiently in a black suit, you notice he's holding roses. His brown hair is clean and groomed, and his piercing blue-green eyes meet yours.
"Are you Esther?" he half-smiles, his British accent makes your knees wobble. He laughs. "Happy Birthday."
Instead of answering, you cup your hands over your mouth in shock, tears of happiness forms in your eyes.
"I believe this is for you…" he walks over and places the bouquet of roses in your hand.
"B-b-benedict Cu-" You stammer in astonishment. He interrupts you with his hand brushing over your cheek.
"I heard you're quite the fan," he laughs again, which makes you smile uncontrollably. "I was hoping we could have dinner…" Benedict bites his lips nervously.
"How did you-" You begin to say, but you lose your words once he brushes a finger across your lips. Is he flirting with you? Is Benedict Cumberbatch flirting with you?! He places his hands on your waist and pulls you closer, then brushes his lips against your ear. Your faces are inches apart, and he looks you in the eyes again.
"Dinner…" Benedict brushes his hand down your arm until he finds your hand and holds it, then he brings you outside. A black limo is at your driveway, which wasn't there before. Are you dreaming? Are you seriously about to go into a limo with your celebrity crush? Instead of the limo driver opening the door for you, Benedict does. Once you're both inside, he puts his lips on your neck and gives you a small kiss. "I have a present for you." he whispers in your ear, then pulls out a box. He opens it, and to your surprise, there's scissors inside. The limo comes to an abrupt stop.
"Don't worry…" he kisses you again, this time on the lips, and pulls you closer to him. He starts kissing you more passionately like you've never been kissed before by anyone. Then, he cuts out your lungs and fries them.