Fading Into Silence || Terry Hall

Fading Into Silence || Terry Hall

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[my story from AO3!!] ------------------------- In the 1970s and 80s, Terry Hall rose to fame as the enigmatic frontman of two groundbreaking bands. First, he led The Specials, a ska revival group that defined a generation with hits like "Ghost Town" and "Too Much Too Young." When The Specials disbanded, Terry didn't skip a beat. He founded Fun Boy Three, blending pop with moody experimentalism. With hits like "It Ain't What You Do (It's the Way That You Do It)" and "Our Lips Are Sealed," the band cemented Terry as one of Britain's most unique talents. Terry's personal life was equally intriguing. He was romantically linked to Amalfi, a French supermodel whose smoldering presence graced every major fashion magazine. Despite their high-profile relationship, Terry and Amalfi lived apart-Terry in a modest flat in East London and Amalfi in a posh townhouse in North London. The two were inseparable in public, Others whispered it was Terry's growing disillusionment with fame. Then, in 1985, after Fun Boy Three's sudden breakup, Terry Hall disappeared without a trace. Friends, collaborators, and fans were stunned. Terry gave no interviews, released no music, and left no note and left, Amalfi worrying about her loving boyfriend.
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"Let's make a deal." He offers. There is no way in hell that I will make a deal with the devil himself. "I--" but before I could say anything else he pushed me against the side of his car, "I won't show the video of you dancing around your room naked if, you agreed to be my fake girlfriend." Saying that I was shocked was an understatement. He wants to make me his fake girlfriend? Why Me? "Excuse me?" I ask, attempting to push him away. "You heard me. I want you to be my fake girlfriend." He said as his lips smashed into mine. Before I could do anything he pulled away. He walked to the driver's side of his car. He looked back at me and winked. "Think about it." He smirked. ***** Reed Summers is the type of girl you walk past in school. The girl you never notice. The girl who prefers reading fictional books in her room every night rather than being out partying like her two Best friends. She prefers to listen to bands than listen to crappy music by Justin Bieber. She's the girl who would rather watch YouTubers all day rather than be out shopping with her friends. And she would like to keep it that way. It's Reed's last year of high school or in her words her last year of hell. Nobody really noticed her, well, except for her two best friends and boyfriend and she is planning on keeping it that way. But then her new neighbor A.K.A Mr. Bad Boy sees her dancing in her room butt naked. That's not even the worst part, the worst part is that he actually "recorded" everything. Throw in some jealous ex-girlfriends, some typical high school queen bees, pizzas, coffee, blackmailing, a lot of food, a youtube marathon, anxiety attacks and what have you got? Complete and utter chaos. And how did this happen, if you may ask? Because The Bad Boy Saw Me Naked.

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