When rising tattoo artist Londen Richards lands an unexpected booking with Jaden Hossler, the notorious musician with a love for ink, she never imagines it will be anything more than just another session. But as Jaden sits in her chair, studying her...
The night Jaden dropped "La Di Die" was a whirlwind. I had known for months now that it was coming, but nothing prepared me for how it would feel once the world heard it. The second the song went live, the notifications on my phone started flooding in—DMs, tags, comments, and mentions from fans, friends, and people I didn’t even know. They were all talking about the song, but what they were saying was what struck me the most.
Jaden had shared so much of himself in this song. Every note, every lyric was a piece of his heart, but there was something even more special about it—I was part of it. He had shared me with the world in the most beautiful way, not just as his girlfriend, but as his muse, his equal in this creation. My voice was woven into every part of that song, and it felt like something I’d never experienced before—like I had become a part of something bigger, something that was out there for everyone to hear.
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I sat on the edge of my bed, scrolling through my phone, reading the constant stream of messages from Jaden’s fans, from our mutual friends, from even his bandmates. They were all so excited, so happy for us. But then I saw something that made my heart race.
Jaden had posted.
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"I’ve written a lot of songs, but this one is different. This song is for the girl who changed everything, the one who makes me feel alive. Thank you, Londy. You’re in this. You’re part of it. Forever."
I stared at the words for a moment, feeling something deep inside of me shift. He hadn’t just written a song. He had made me a part of his entire world. And in that moment, I realized that this song wasn’t just about us—it was about how he saw me, how he cherished me, how he wanted the world to know that I wasn’t just his girlfriend. I was his partner, his equal, in every way.
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Later that night, before the show, I met up with Jaden in his dressing room. His energy was infectious as always, but there was a softness to him that I hadn’t noticed before. He looked at me with a smile that was so full of love, I felt my heart skip a beat.
“You okay?” he asked, taking my hand in his, his thumb brushing over my skin.
I smiled, but I couldn’t find the words. I just nodded. I was more than okay. I was overwhelmed.
“I saw your post,” I finally managed to say, looking up at him.
Jaden grinned, his eyes softening. “I meant every word.”
“You really want the world to know, don’t you?” I asked, my voice quiet but steady.
“I’ve always wanted them to know,” he said, squeezing my hand gently. “But more than that, I want you to know. I want you to know how much you mean to me, how much this whole journey means to me.” He paused, taking a deep breath. “Londen, you're not just in this song. You’re in everything I do, in every part of my life. You're a part of me, and I want everyone to see that.”
I swallowed hard, my emotions threatening to overwhelm me. "Jaden..." I whispered, my voice shaking.
Before I could say anything else, he leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a soft kiss. It was the kind of kiss that spoke volumes—no words needed. It was the reassurance I needed, the reminder that we were in this together, that nothing had changed between us, even though everything around us was shifting.
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The concert that night was electric. The fans were out of control with excitement, singing along to every song, chanting his name between the tracks. But when "La Di Die" started playing, the entire atmosphere shifted. The crowd fell silent for a moment, and all I could hear was the opening chord ringing out in the stadium.
And then, as i sang the first line, jaden looked at me, his smile wide and bright, and he pulled me into the song. We sang it together, side by side, our voices blending in perfect harmony.
The crowd roared as we hit the chorus, and it felt like time stood still. The energy was palpable—this wasn’t just a performance, it was a shared experience. Every note we sang, every word we spoke, was a promise to each other, to our fans, to the world. This was our story, laid bare in the most beautiful way.
After the last note faded, Jaden turned to me, his face full of adoration. The crowd was cheering, but all I could hear was his voice, his heart.
“I couldn’t do this without you, Londy,” he said softly, his eyes locked on mine. “You’re part of me now, forever.”
The crowd's applause only grew louder, but for a moment, it felt like it was just the two of us in the world.
And I knew, right then, that this was just the beginning of something even bigger. This song, this journey, this love—we were creating something unforgettable, and it was only just beginning.
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That night, as we left the stage, I couldn’t stop smiling. The world had heard our song, our truth, and now there was no going back. We were bound together by something deeper than music, deeper than the crowds and the flashing lights. We had created something that belonged to us, and we were going to carry it with us forever.
And as Jaden held my hand and whispered, “This is just the start,” I couldn’t help but believe him.
