tryst // h.s
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  • Reads 337,718
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  • Parts 62
  • Time 24h 15m
Complete, First published Feb 25, 2020
Mature
(COMPLETED)

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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