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Esme Opel a singer starting out in LA runs into one of the most famous singers in the world Harry Styles, he meets her and instantly likes her personality, little do they know they work at the same studio, they help each other with songs...
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Harry
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Face it
You want it, you crave it
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Esme followed me home and I made sure she was okay to drive, she was definitely weirded out and she didn't look okay when we got out of that stupid ass house but she told me she was fine and she needed to drive her car home to my house and I let her because I know she never wanted to come back here ever again
when we got home Esme said she got a text from Ember saying Niall was throwing a party so we should all just go there instead of going to her place and I asked Esme if she was okay with going out, I didn't want her to force her to anything right now but she told me she wanted to get her mind off of everything and I agreed, we need some sort of distraction for now we can deal about our shit later
Esme told me the party started at nine and it was only 4 so we had a couple of hours, I saw her sit on the couch and I sat next to her and she looked over at me, "do you think Patrick is going to go on tour?" she asks me and I dread the reality of the question, it's a big possibility that he would
"I don't know if he would be there for the whole tour, but he may pop in and out" I say the truthful answer and she nods looking disappointed, I would be too
"I really don't want him to come" she whispers laying her head on my shoulder and I wrap my arm around her stomach, "I don't want him to come either, I don't want him anywhere near you" I say stern trying to get my point across and she nods kissing my cheek but her lips move as quickly as they came and I feel a longing of wanting her closer to me
"how are you feeling goldie?" I ask her and she turns her face to mine and I take in her hazel eyes almost getting lost in them, "not the greatest if I'm being honest, wish I was stronger every time I see him I wanna punch him but he makes me feel less and less, that scares me" she opens up and I run my hand along her shoulder down her arm to her fingertips trying to comfort her
"I'll be here for you, always goldie- you know that if he ever comes near you I'll kill him right" not joking with my words and she notices I have a serious face, "I know you will but I don't think that measure is necessary, I want you here with me and not in jail" she smiles and cuddles into me and laugh
"where's rip?" she asks and I look around not seeing him, "rip wanna treat?" I call out and not even seconds later I hear his heavy footsteps walk into the living room from the bathroom and she laughs next to me, she stands up and I point to the bacon treats that are sitting on the counter, she opens the bag and Ripley goes nuts, running circles around her and she laughs harder which causes me to smile
"sit" she commands in a sweet tone and he does and she smiles bright, "good boy, can you lay down?" she asks and he does just that, rips a smart dog when he wants to be otherwise he's just a lazy asshole but I love him for it
