Nephele or better know as "Nelly"-the popstar is tired of ...
- being constantly on the road
- not be able to date whoever she wants
- the many fans that think that she is theirs
- not having a place that she can call 'home'
... she wants- no needs...
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Shawn started the car while Max turned around in his seat, his grey eyes looked at me with worry. "Are you sure about this Nell?"
I nodded, "yes, I need this Max."
He smiled at me, "for what it's worth, your show last night was great. I'm glad that I got to see it one more time."
I hummed, "last night was the first time in years that I enjoyed it again."
"Did you tell Harry?" Shawn asked.
"No, but I left him a letter. I told him he should eat some honey. I hope he understands that he needs to call you." Max always calls Shawn 'honey', according to Max, Shawns smells like honey. I hugged Shawn many times over the years, but I never scented honey. Sometimes Max does some weird things like that and I'm pretty sure the first time he met me that he sniffed me too, like a dog.
Max smirked at me, "he does smells like honey." I rolled my eyes seeing his smirk but swooned seeing the love in his eyes when he looked at Shawn.
Shawn chuckled and looked at me through the rearview mirror, "do you need a disguise?"
"No, I'll just stop dying my hair," I shrugged.
"What?" Max spit out the water that he was drinking. He fully turned around in his seat and looked at me with wide eyes, "you DYE your hair?" He placed his hand on his heart, "my poor heart can't take this Nell. I thought you were a natural beauty. Why did you never tell me this?"
I flicked his forehead, "don't exaggerate Max. It was a part of my contract. They loved my blue eyes and mom her black hair. Helen said it would gain me more male fans."
"They were right about that, but what is your real hair color?"
"A dark red, brown auburn, I suppose I got it from my father—"
Max shook his head, "that hair color would have gained you so much more fans."
I hummed not knowing what I could say about that, it's not that I have experience with boys or men, expect for the random dates that Helen arranged for me the last 2 years, "where are we going?" I changed the subject.
"Home," Max said and smiled at me.
"And where is home?" I asked him, he never told me about his home.
"Rosewood. It was a win when your last show was in Weshagen. We should be there in 4 hours. We are visiting his family, so it won't raise many questions," Shawn answered.
"Your family won't recognize me?" I asked Max.
"Some probably will but my uncle Nicolas has that under control. Everyone will keep his mouth shut, everyone is aware why you are staying with us. They won't bother you."
I hummed "thank you Max, and your family too."
"It's alright Nell, we are happy to help you. Mom texted me last night, she is looking forward to your arrival. The house is cleaned and fully stocked."
