What If We Are The Music [h.s]
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  • Reads 373
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 2h 19m
Ongoing, First published Jan 13, 2021
"H-hi Mr.Styles," she said which made me cringe a little by the fact that she called me Mr.Styles.

"Hi Lia," I said and I see the man she was talking to walk through a door at the side of the bar

"Sorry for calling you Mr it's just that the guy who just walked away is my boss and I just wanted to look a bit more professional," she said with a small smile on her face.

"Oh I was wondering if you forgot my first name already"

"I could never forget a name and face like yours," she said back which made me blush a little bit

"Well thanks, you're not so bad yourself"

"Thanks, Styles"

"It's the truth"

"Is that so?"

"Yup," I said with a goofy smile on my face making her laugh a bit. She had a pretty laugh

"Good to know," she said giggling a little bit while nodding her head "Well anyways can I get you anything?"

"Some Wine"

"Red?" 

"Please,"


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