—"Come out now, little fanboy, i don't hurt ya... My friends and I want to know how Chloë's big fan looks like."—

That last comment makes me left my hiding.

—Well, well, look what we got here... You looks much more stupid in person. And, hey, i almost forget it, i know about the message...— He got Chloë's cellphone. —Now, this is cute. It's a pity she will never see it. I propose something to you, child, work for me, be my personal assistant and i will give you a reward, i have a lot of money.—

—¡I'd NEVER will work for you, you selfish jealous! You heard me?— i yelled.

—I see. Well, then Chloë will never read your message, and see you nether. Kill him.— the guards were aiming me with their guns—The party is about to begin, and I must be with my girl. bye bye kiddo, It was not nice to meet you.— and he close the door. the men in black start shooting, but when a bullet nearly hit my body, i woke up with the seven o'clock's alarm from my cellphone.

All this history was just a dream.