Next person after next, waiting for my shift to end. I call the next person in line over to me and start with my normal greeting as well as "do you have rewards?" His voice was familiar, but I couldn't quite pinpoint it. -------------- dream x reader (she/her, fem!) reader's pov at all times unless specified otherwise spotify playlist based on this book: (https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0Kp0kUO9HDkGd2k0458bsP?si=YMTxOCmAQGqtdyhrtPf4YQ&utm_source=copy-link)

"Would you ever give me a piece of your heart Harry?" I joke, trying to lighten the mood. "I think I'd give you the whole damn thing Wren." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wren Gilbert is a songwriter and also fulfilling her dreams of making her own albums. She loves music, she loves writing for other people too. But sometimes she gets tired of sharing her heart with other people who don't fully understand the meaning of her songs. So when she falls in love with a boy who loves her songs, and shows her to the world she's dreamed of being in, suddenly all of her songs were about him. Trigger Warning- This story contains minor drug use, sexual content, mental health issues and abuse.

Loving is easy you had me fucked up.