"Holy fucking love for cannoli you're..." I gasp but immediately got interrupted by a large, warm hand landing flat on my mouth. My eyes widen and my head move automatically to look at the face on my right, his green orbs and all his facial glory mere centimeters away from mine. He pulls me to the corner and whispers "Two choices, I'll knock you out or you keep you mouth shut" My eyes widen even more if that was even possible and swallow deeply. "I'll pick the latter if I were you" he whispers again, his minty breath fanning the side of my face. My breath hitches and cheeks burn but pulled myself together and nodded. His hand loosens and slowly left the surface of my face. I blink and turned to face him, still in a state of shock, eyes wide and mouth opened like the Pacific Ocean. It's Ryder Crawford a.k.a. the biggest thing in music right now and probably ever. "Wha-what can I help you with?" I stutter fiddling the thumb of my now clammy hands. *** This is the meeting that will unknowingly change Silver Jones' life and take her to an unforgettable hitch ride with Ryder Crawford. Dreams coming true and nightmares realized, Falling in love and shattering to pieces, Finding bliss and accepting void, All things and everything in between in a trip with the biggest superstar of the generation. **** I shipped haylor back in the day and I might never admit it but I think I really still do ❤️️