Fallen Angel (Dakota Goyo x Reader)

What's the surprise?

Dakota's POV

I was sitting in my room while everyone else was asleep. What was I doing awake late at night? Watching the award ceremony. I would always watch it. Look at auditions, vote, and hope they win. One musician caught my eye. Her name is _______ ________. It took me a while before I realized that I knew her. Not personally, though I wish. I've been a fan of her since the start. I've been a fan for three years now. She's not really 'famous', but she is well known. The announcer was giving a welcome speech. Come on hurry up!

"Announce the winner!" I yelled at my computer monitor.

"Dude! Shut your computer down and go to bed! You have a big day tomorrow!" Yelled my older brother, Devon. Oops. I quickly applied headphones and listen. He's right though. I have to be on set tomorrow for the new movie "Noah". I'm going to be on set for the rest of the week and this award ceremony comes on only once a month. Which is more important? Clearly the award ceremony. After hearing the winner I nearly jumped out of my chair. She won! She won! ______ won!

"Yes!" I silently cheered. I can now sleep peacefully knowing she won the "future composer" award. I quickly went on Twitter to congratulate her. "@_________ congratulations on winning! I'm so happy for you! You have no idea how many times I voted for you! :) Xod." I clicked 'Tweet' and went straight to bed.

Your POV.

You couldn't help but smile as you walked in the house with your trophy in hand. Home sweet home.

"Congrats on the award, kid. You deserve it." James smiled.

"Thanks now if you need me I'll be at the fridge." You smiled as you went towards the kitchen.

"Hang on. It's not just fun and games anymore. You have to be more serious now. You have an interview in a few weeks with Ellen Degeneres, and a photo shoot in a few months." Stated James as he held up a black dress which was shorter than the dress you were currently wearing. You stared at it.

"Isn't it a bit small?" You asked.

"Nonsense. You'll just go on a diet." He shrugged. Since when do 13 year olds have to go on diets? You didn't think much of it.

"Alright then." You replied going into the kitchen.

"Where do you think you're going? You're starting the diet today. You're not eating dinner tonight now change and go to bed." He ordered.

Not wanting to argued you headed up stairs to your room. You went to twitter to see many congratulating you. But you saw something you're not used to. Hate. Many stated that it was unfair because you had 8 years of experience and most of the competition were beginners. Many negative comments. You tried your best to ignore them, but it was a little to much to handle. You went to your pencil sharpener and removed the blade. Wait. What are you doing?! You can't do this! Don't. It's not worth it. You took a deep breath and calmed down. You didn't do anything, but hid the razor in your music box your 'mom' gave you for 'emergencies'.

You continued scrolling through twitter when a tweet caught your eye. It was from Dakota. Dakota Goyo. He congratulated you on winning. You couldn't help but fan girl. James walked in.

"What's going on here?!" He asked. You quickly explained. "You really like that Goyo kid, huh?" He chucked. You couldn't help but smile. "I'll be right back." Smiled James as he took out his phone. Within minutes he was back. "I got you a surprise." He smiled.

"What is it?" You asked.

"Can't tell you or it won't be a surprise would it, girly? You'll just have to wait till the interview. Sweet dreams." Smiled James as he left your room.