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One would say this is your typical love story, you know, best friends falling for each other, romance and all that rainbowy stuff, happily ever after.
Sorry to break it down to you, it's not.
This is a story in which, she, just like him, is a dreamer. They share the same passion, the same ambitions, the same competition, essentially the same dream.
But those are not the only things they have in common.
His mate is her brother.
Her brother is his mate.
There are a lot of love songs involved, as cliché as it may sound but what can you expect when you have two of the biggest pop stars in the whole world falling and fighting for one another.
However, as I mentioned before, this is not your typical fairy tale.
I mean, they have feelings, connection, emotions, pretty much they are perfect together.
But guess what, timing's a bitch.
tryst
\ ˈtrīst \
1 : an agreement (as between lovers) to meet
2 : an appointed meeting or meeting place
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I've learned the nights are tough for her. in the darkness we lay together, and even through the hectic life of mine, she is the one overwhelmed by things she wished to never be apart of.
"What's on your mind darling?", we both reached a breaking point of exhaustion, yet I never shut my eyes, she took care of everyone, it was my turn to watch over her.
In all things I've been so intrigued about in life, she became one of them, ever since that night she looked of sapphire, I was drawn to her, she became my addiction, my high. My mind craved nothing more than her voice, her scent, the left over gloss on my lips after she had kissed me.
I'm so passionate about this woman, so ardent.