"I'm Arabelle Lister." Arabelle. He thought, it seemed to fit this girl, at least from what he could see now. He took her small hand in his, "Nathan, Nathan Sykes." She smiled and nodded, noting how the smile on his face made his eyes brighten. "Well it's nice to meet you Mr. Sykes." "Nathan, please." His accent reached her ears once more, smiling she spoke his name in such a fashion, he couldn't help to want to hear again. "Nathan."
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Mature content, strong language, sexual content, and drug use.
I hope you guys enjoy this! I've been wanting to post a Nathan Sykes' fanfic for quite sometime now. Also, I'd like to give credit to my Co-Author, Phillip Murray, on this story for helping me with this story. Thank you for all you're doing! When you're done reading go check him out on Youtube! https://m.youtube.com/channel/UCk5WHSkuqky_WrBbcvYAXGA
When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers.
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When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat
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