Miss Wilde.. [H.S]

Miss Wilde.. [H.S]

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Harry Styles
"Why can't you sing with me?? Why do we have to sing separately??", he exclaimed. His patience running out. She could hear his ragged breathing through the phone. "Because you are no different to me than the rest of the world. No one has seen me, and no one will. Not until I decide otherwise.", she replied. Confidence trickling her tone. Miss Wilde. One of the Top most singers of the country, has never showed her true identity. The world knows her by her name, her lips and her eyes. Wait! What? Hold up!! HER LIPS AND EYES?? She gets a contract to sing with the number one Band in the world. Or the correct statement would be, "One of the band members". Getting a chance to sing with the All famous, Hot, Mouth watering, Sexy and Good looking Harry Styles, is shocking and exciting for her. Of course. She's crazy about him. But will she let him see her?? Show who she is?? ________________ She dreamily sighed, "I got an offer with Harry Styles. Please wake me up before i do something stupid that ruins my life.", she face palmed thinking how her perfectly normal life was going to change. ;)
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Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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