The Lucky Ones

The Lucky Ones

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When Lindsey and Michelle moved to a crappy apartment in a luxurious building in England the last thing they expected was to be greeted by their idols, I mean don't get me wrong they weren't like "OMG THERE VOICE IS LIKE 8538538587 ANGELS" or "OMG I LOVE YOU 5EVER AND I KNOW MORE ABOUT YOU THAN YOU KNOW ABOUT YOURSELF" actually who am I kidding they were obsessed,but they didn't send hate to their girlfriends or stalk there every move they liked there music and thought they were hot and that's it, but come on its ONE DIRECTION and because this a fan fiction and it is tagged romance people are going to fall in love and crap like that Enjoy the crappy writing
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My Girl

Cal Jackson's new life as a rockstar fails to account for one thing: the existence of the girl he loves. ***** "What are you thinking about?" she asks. "A song," I say. "A new song." I stare at the ocean as I sing the song that I wrote, something that comes from the darkest place of my heart. "Do you even know how gifted you are?" she whispers. "You're destined to be someone big, Cal." "Really?" "Yeah." ***** She's perfect in every way. Beautiful. Smart. Her bright future is right there in front of her eyes. While here I am. Ruined. No college, let alone a future. Just an image of a wannabe rockstar with tattoed arms and an old guitar. I knew that our story would be no less than that tragic Romeo and Juliet shit the moment I laid my eyes on her, but still, I can't resist her. The moment she whispers my name, "Cal," I lose all sanity. She becomes my melody, my lyrics, the song that keeps echoing in my ears. People call her Mia. I call her my Amy, her name crafted above my beating heart, tattoed on my skin. Amelia Davis is my girl. Mine. And only mine. ***** THE JACKSONS BOOK #1 © 2021 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

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