The Remix of You + Me
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  • Reads 10,278
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  • Parts 30
  • Time 1h 29m
Complete, First published Jun 21, 2018
A Marshmello x reader story!!! Hope you all enjoy!

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You and your best friend Emma are headed to a Marshmello concert! This has been a dream of yours for a while now and now it's about to happen! Emma shows you a couple of friends and you seem to get along with the boy there. Little drama, but it doesn't seem to be bad.

Concert day is here and this is the best! You get to meet Marshmello, but him and Emma don't seem to be in good terms for some reason. It's like they know each other already. Huge things for you though! Along with a bit of drama here and there, and it's all because of you and a guy who wears a helmet on his head.

*** I do NOT own any of the pictures used for cover etc. credits go to the rightful owners, who sadly I don't know ;-;***
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