Declan lets the words take iver his body, he knows them quite well considering it's his song. He starjumped renegaded and cartwheeled, kicking everyone in his way, Dua was no longer the star of the show. Dua watched bursting with pride as her long lost secret lover tears up the dance floor taking unwilling bystanders down until the song ends. Declan, panting from loss of energy, has never felt happier. He was on a high right now. Nothing could bring him down. A long skinny finger taps declans shoulder three times. Declan turns around to see a menacing smile in his face. Declan gasped. It was the security that dragged him away from Dua, he looked into his evil eyes to realise, it was the last person he thought it'd be. It was Role Model.
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Wrong Turn
FanfictionThis is a story about Declan McKenna. A die hard Dua Lipa fan. A relationship that was meant to blossom but the opportunity slipped through their fingers...
