It was a cold night in London. Tom prepared a cup of coffee and he was checking his twitter, with Marvin sleeping on his lap. He was checking the news when he thought about entering on Tumblr. Tom loves the posts of his fans, they never fail in making him laugh or feel better. He was scrolling past a lot of posts when a special one drew his attention. It was a text from a fan who he always admired. He decided to read the text and, when he did it, he was speechless.
- Wow – he thought – It was simple and touching. I've never read something so beautiful in my life.
Tom wanted to answer his fan, but he didn't know what to say. It took almost an hour for him to start writing. He wrote a text saying how pleased he was and how happy he was for having fans like this girl. He finished the text with a simple phrase, "I hope one day we do meet but until then I'll keep making music for you if you keep listening to it, deal?"
Not that simple. Even when he was on his bed, he couldn't stop thinking about how lucky he is and especially about that fan. He didn't know why these words are so special to him, why he was feeling like he never felt before. The phrase he wrote meant more than he expected.
- Bells. – he whispered – I really hope we do meet someday. I really do. You are the first person I want to meet when I come back to Brazil.
Meanwhile, Bells was shaking, crying and screaming on her room. She was so happy because of Tom's answer; she thought he would never know about her love. But he knew it. And there was a new feeling growing inside him – it was a matter of time until he could show his love to her again.