privacy, something i miss.
the only bad aspect of fame. i love the people and i love making music, i swear but i'm trying to live my life. and i can't do it if i'm constantly being watched, cameras shoved into my face.
so many camera flashes in my eyes. blinding, that's what they were.
"hi kay." fletcher, hollywood fix.
"hello, how are you"
"i'm good, love the album. you are so talented, where are you headed." he said
"i'm actually on my way to hang out with nessa so...um i'll see you?"
"nessa! right, are you to seeing each other, more than friends?" he asked
i'm not letting this go public just yet. "nope, just friends."
"how are things with you and lillia. i've seen you guys weren't interacting on social media as much, i wanted to see if you guys were okay." he said
"um...we haven't really talked much since my release party but i hope we can be friends in the future." i tried to explain without sharing too much private information.
"i hope so too, i'll see you later"
"for sure"
god, that's over. there was nessa waiting for me at a table.
"sorry i'm so late. i just had an idea for a song and couldn't not write it down"
"it's fine i'm just glad to be around you" she said. god, she's perfect.
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"okay so betty was with james but he cheated or, like fucked up so you think she got with augustine?" she asked
"no. i interpret it as she did get with augustine and she still misses james."
"i'm pretending to understand" she laughed
her laugh was heaven, the best thing imaginable
"hey, i wanted to ask...i'm gonna be straight forward. would you be my girlfriend?" she said fast
i just kissed her "of course, i thought you'd never ask"
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𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 - nessa barrett
Fanfici hope i never lose you, i hope it never ends, i'd never walk cornelia street again.
