Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Honestly what is the description of love? Is it a fairytale? Does the girl always get the prince? Are the villains always trying to mess up your storybook ending? Hell yeah. Just remember no fairytales start off happy. And this was damn sure not close to happy.

After Harry and Tess get hitched in Las Vegas, all types of roller coasters cause them to seriously question the married life, maybe more than they should.