So call out my name //Abel Tesfaye

So call out my name //Abel Tesfaye

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Alaïa Nova is a young girl who moved to Toronto, Canada with her best friend, Lana to pursue their careers. Alaïa used the live with her mother and brother, Milo who is moving to England for university. Her father past away in a car accident her mom when she was just 7 years old, leaving her with some major daddy issues and an ugly track record with guys. Alaïa is an amazing singer with serious talent, this caught the eye of an extremely well known singer. (I don't own any of the music or people used in this story, all for entertainment purposes)
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𝗥𝗮𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗻'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 Abel walked over to his couch and took a seat next to me. I looked everywhere but at his face. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and my left leg shook uncontrollably. "Why are you so nervous around me?" he asked, chuckling as if amused. I didn't say anything, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans. "You could keep ignoring me if you want to... but I'm not going anywhere until you say something," he said. I looked back at him, his intense gaze boring into me. Those red eyes were definitely captivating. I wished I'd smoked a blunt before coming to this party. I'd been itching to ask him about what happened at the studio. I knew I was nervous, but I had to know. "Why did you kiss me at the studio like that?" I asked, crossing my arms and demanding a direct answer. He was taken aback by my question but said nothing, lost in thought. I looked down at his beard and dreads, realizing he was actually quite cute up close-wait, I need to stop. "I don't know," he mumbled, scratching his head. I knew he was 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐.... __________________________________________ 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 👀📖 (𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗖𝗢𝗣𝗬 𝗠𝗬 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞) ! 📚 [𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴] Most Impressive Ranking: 📚𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 #1/63,000+ 🏆theweeknd #1/1,000+ 🎖️sza #1/1,000+ 🥇 solanarowe #1/20 (stories) 🥇 Abel #1/835+ 🥈 ctrl #1-#2/35 🥉 xotwod #1/314 🏅Abel Tesfaye #4/660 🏅 trilogy #53/1,000+ 🏆 SOS #1/400+

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