ELIJAH HEWSON X FEMALE OC
✭ slow burn / celebrity crushes ✭
Haiden finally makes her return to the music industry, releasing a single after a five month hiatus. It turns out the band shes idolised for years enjoys her music as much as she enjoys th...
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@haidenmoore: can you guys believe there's only a few more days left on tour! luckily, we just added a few more tickets for the last gig of the tour, london! get them now!! 🦇
@harris.spencer: so exciting!!
@midwestprincess: so so proud of you!
@ryan_mcmahon15: incredibly proud! these tour diaries have been amazing -@haidenmoore: i'm the life of the party 🤫
haiden relaxed in her bed for the evening... thankful that they were playing two shows in manchester, so she had a hotel for the night.
she changed into something more comfortable, sighing as she made her way to the bathroom. she tied her hair back, washing up her face... not that she had the energy to keep her hygiene up to standard but she was a performer, she had no choice.
she heard a noise coming from her room, as if a lamp had fallen... she was a naturally paranoid person anyway but she tried her best to brush it off. it was a hotel, no one had access to her room but her and cleaners and it was far too late for them
she felt a breeze sweep through the room and that's when she knew something was up. she never opened up the balcony door, where was that breeze coming from...
"hello?" she called out... no answer
she dropped the towel against the bathroom counter, propping her evening glasses onto her face. making her way out of the bathroom, she mustered her way around the room, who even makes hotel rooms this big?...
that's when it happened.
poor young haiden was met face to face with a masked figure, a sharp object held against the side of her neck
"where is it?"
"what're you talking about"
"the guitar, where is it"
"i-i don't know what you're talking about" she stuttered, tears forming in her eyes
"the fucking guitar, where is it" the blade pressed against her neck, a hiss and a whimper leaving her lips
"under the bed, it's just under the bed i promise"
and like a blink of an eye, the hooded figure had taken what they'd come for and left. haiden was left a mess, kneeled down on the floor as she sobbed into her hand. stupid tv shows are where you'd expect to see it, no one ever expects to experience it.
