...𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐲 ━ 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
❛ ━━━━━━・❪ ♫ ❫ ・━━━━━━ ❜
❛ all my life,
i have lived for
loving you. ❜❛ ━━━━━━・❪ ♫ ❫ ・━━━━━━ ❜
𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ,
FROM THE MOMENT SHE WAS BORN, ELLA PATTERSON WAS SPECIAL. As a newborn child she didn't cry often but instead was a silent, content bundle of creamy skin, tuft of chocolate curls, and strong grey eyes that gleamed as bright as the first strike of lightening in a heavy storm. Growing up, Ella found it hard to make friends. She often followed her older brother, Luke, and his friends around like a little lost sheep. He didn't mind, Ella was sweet and always brought a smile to his face. She was a perfect ray of sunshine with the brightest grin in the heavens, gentle hugs and warm eyes.
While Luke had the talent in singing, songwriting and playing the guitar, Ella had been in awe and immediately decided to follow and support his dreams upon seeing the amazement in his work. He was the person to teach her the chords on the guitar and how to play her favourite songs — which were mostly all of his own original work — and somehow, without his help she had the talent of wordsmith where she adapted her tongue to create new and improved music.
Their parents didn't approve of their children's dreams claiming it to be a waste of time, they'd said school and good grades were more important if they wanted to get a good paying job and to make something of themselves. But that wasn't what the Patterson siblings wanted. Luke wanted to be on stage with his band, to travel the world performing live, connecting with his audience, whereas Ella wanted to write music, to support her brother along the way and help people with her lyrics. They were made for more than a simple office job.
When Luke turned sixteen he ran away from home to pursue his dream, he left their small town with his band and escaped to the city leaving everything behind. Including his sister. Ella felt abandoned, as if everything she'd ever done to support him meant nothing; lying to their parents about his whereabouts so he could perform on the pier for free!, helping him with his homework late at night after he forgot due to working on new music and even writing a song or two for him. She was too young apparently, being only fourteen at the time, and needed to grow up a little before following after him. And she'd waited, barely a year, until she was almost fifteen and followed in his footsteps after life at home got far too much for her.
It was a miracle Ella'd even found Luke and his band, Sunset Curve, in the huge city of Hollywood but miraculously she had. She'd been taken gratefully under their wing and followed them around the city as they pushed, and pushed their way to the top, with her trusted help of course.
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