𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕤 ┉✧ L.T.

❝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. // 🍓