Haywire for you.

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                 In my dreams , darling it is so much different .
                      I run to you , and you run to me ,
                         And for a split second ,
                                                                    I hold my entire universe in my arms.

I woke up with a jolt , remotely aware of my corgy puppy gently snoring on my chest . I gently picked him up and left him on my bed as I made my way to the bathroom.

As I was getting my toothpaste from the upper compartment my watch flicked so I could make out the time , it was just 6:30 ! School didn't even begin till 8 . I wasn't so surprised however , I'd been doing this for the past 2 weeks , drifting in and out of conciousness at night , waking up at odd hours. Suffice to say , odd things like this began happening when I found out that Jack was coming back to town.

Jack Dunne .

I took a seat on my bed as I felt my heart rate quicken the way it always did when I thought of him , it wasn't fair that I should be the one feeling so cowardly but who was I kidding ? The younger Jack was the shy guy , the one who got me flowers from his backyard on my birthday , the one who had rubbed all the cake at my 12th birthday party in my face ruining my best dress. It was just me, stuck with long forgotten memories. Jack ? Oh no , I bet he won't even remember my name.

Jack Dunne is a musician , who got out of this small town and made it big in Los Angeles, with over 2 albums out now , a fan base reaching millions of young overly excited girls , paparazzi hoarding his private life and a face and a body which landed him on the cover of airbrushed magazines and all the ' late late shows ' - There wasn't even a chance that he'd remember or even acknowledge me.

I wonder why I was so down about it , it wasn't his fault and last I checked - he was skinny dipping in Bora Bora with a victoria secret angel , Oh the cute kid with glasses and a bad haircut was actually going places. It was sick, this effect that he had on me , absolutely sick.

I shook my head before bending down and picking up my little cardboard box with a blue ribbon on it. I softly undid it and watched as it opened , it was filled to the brim with pictures and junk. The very first photo I saw was of Jack and me sitting on the porch at his old house. I smiled as I remembered what he'd said that night.

It was a rainy night , Mom and Dad were sound asleep and Jack was staying the night.

I was sound asleep and my dreams I remember , were vivid and colorful , I was woken up from them by a hand adamantly shaking my arms , I turned over to see Jack staring at me , mumbling words I couldn't hear.

" What ? What is it Jack ? I'm shleeping, "

" You've gotta come out now , I saw lightning, " he'd looked so amazed at that , his eyes were shining like he'd discovered the best thing, and I remember I played along with him and got out of bed. He didn't let go of my hand as I put on my pink bear slippers.

We went down real quiet because the magic would have disappeared , according to Jack if my parents woke up , we carefully tip toed down the stairs and opened the door with ears arched backwards , to see if anyone heard us. Jack was the first to get out and I turned to close the door.

" It's amazing, " he whispered, staring at the sky , the wind was a rage blowing against us but it didn't matter , the rain made loud sounds as it danced on the rooftop and at that moment , we saw a bright flash of purple light , which only lived for a mere second before leaving a loud bang echoing in the insides of our ears.

He beckoned me with his hand and we both sat down on the porch, Jack was grinning widely as he looked at me as if to say ' see I told you so , isn't it great ? '

It was great , watching the purple and white flashes of light with no one watching over us or fussing about like my mom would have done , it felt like we'd done something , something so adventurous that no one would ever know about . I guess we both knew not to tell when morning came , it was already something which would stay a secret . To a 12 year old , sneaking out of bed and watching the night sky illuminate without an adult was some sort of achievement.

I remember gasping and grinning as I turned to my right to look at the storm and when I turned back to call Jack , he wasn't there. My heart stopped.

" Jack, where are you ? Jack ieeee, "

" I'm right here , " he was standing in the rain with his arms spread out , I remember rolling my eyes and asking him to come back before he got a cold.

" You know Shyna ? One day I'm going to be a superstar , "

" sure you are you muppet , "

" and then you know what I'm gonna do ? "

" oh go on then, "

" I'm going to come back and take you with me , I'm going to tell everyone about you , I'm going to wear a nice black suit like the kind Dad wore at your aunts third wedding, " I giggled a little but I was smiling and laughing as I watched him " And you'll wear a nice red dress and your hair will be all up in a cupcake bun and then we will sit in a nice black shiny car with a driver and I'll take you with me , I'll come back for you you blonde muppet, "

" You will ? " I whispered , but somehow he heard me .

He looked at me with an expression of disbelief before shouting " Of course I will, "

Time to see if you'll fulfil your promise Jack Dunne.