Where'd he come from?
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MatureComplete Mon, Mar 25, 20241h 29m
"You get prettier every time, Autumn." He says, his eyes looking me up and down.
My heart flutters and butterflies fill my stomach,
"I thought you didn't like my concert outfits?" I say looking down and fixing my dress by my knees.
"Well.... I've had a Change in heart." He says.
"Well in that case, green or black jewelry?" I say.
"Both." We say, together.
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Okay sooo I'm literally writing a fanfic after like 2 years of not bc I think it's cringe butttt I've been wanting to write a rocker/ musician love story
Also the TW are basically nothing cuz I'm not weird like that I refuse to write smut but also a whole bunch of swearing so enjoy my dream little emo love story
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"That lipstick doesn't suit you. Red's not your color," he throws out casually before heading for the door. "I didn't ask for your opinion," I snap, turning toward him. "Good luck, Noel," he pauses for half a second, flicking the last cigarette away. That smug expression lingers in his green eyes. I scowl, hating how he stands there like nothing happened, casually toying with his cigarette. Faintly, I hear fans roar as he steps forward and blows a smoke stream right in my face. • Rock Me is a legendary rock band that has earned the title of the most popular band in the world thanks to their powerhouse hits, insane on-stage energy, and unique style. But Noel and Harry, the band's lead singers- can't stand each other. Noel is too weak and helpless to stand up to the arrogant, cocky Harry, who radiates nothing but darkness. ALTERNATE UNIVERSE! SEX / DRUGS / ROCK 'N' ROLL / VIOLENCE / DEPRESSION / EXPLICIT LANGUAGE / ALCOHOLISM / PUNK BAND • DARK HARRY • I DON'T NEED A TRANSLATION!
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