❝I won't get mad if you admit that I'm a fucking murderer. I just don't want you to be afraid of me,❞ he says quietly, his lips apart, a mix of outrage and fear in his tense eyes. He takes a drag of his cigarette.
❝I'm not,❞ I mumble in surprise, my breath running short.
He looks down at my lips admiringly, his hand reaching for the back of my head, slowly running through my hair as he pulls me close enough to feel my hot breath on him.
❝Okay, now I am.❞
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Rose Edwards is making her dream come true; playing the guitar in a tour around Europe with her punk rock band Jupiter. She meets Louis, a blue-eyed stranger, stronger than anyone she has ever met. However, under the bright spotlights of the sold out shows, Rose realizes that there's no dream without a sacrifice.
// your lips, my lips. apocalypse. // 🍓
''I promised my mom that I would find someone that would be able to take care of me, that's what she wanted. When my whole family died and I had to move here with Jay and you. I knew that I needed to change.'' I looked up at Louis. His hand was on my cheek. I smiled at him and looked up ''I told her before I left that I would find someone that would give me the world.'' I paused looking right into his eyes ''And you gave me that.'' I finished. I had tears in my eyes. It was cheesy but I was true. I loved him and nobody would be able to stop me