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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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Can't you hear me calling you?
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Esme
Thats who I was thinking about when I left this morning, thats who I was thinking about when I called her, and thats who I'm thinking about when she hung up on me
I felt my gut tell me to race over to the house, but I didn't
I knew that it was probably nothing, and if there was something she would call me, so I headed over to Nialls
when I got to Nialls he let me in right away, It was just me and him. he went into the kitchen to make us coffee and I checked my phone for what felt like the hundredth time in the last hour
I checked her location and it was at the house which made me feel a little bit better, maybe she just forgot to text me she was okay
"Something wrong, why are you pacing?" Niall comes into the room with two coffee cups and sets them down on the coffee table in front of me, I didn't even realize I was standing up, let alone pacing
"I don't know, esme she uh I don't know I just have a bad feeling" I say sitting down and taking a sip of my coffee
"did something happen?" Niall asks and I lean my elbows on my knees. "I called her this morning, everything was fine until I heard something fall, she didn't know what it was either but she dismissed the situation saying she would be okay and hung up on me, she hasn't texted me back since" I finish and he shakes his head
"did you stop by the house?" he asks and I shake my head, he stands up and grabs his coat, "you're a fucking idiot, what is she's hurt or something happened?" he yells and I stare at the floor
"come on dumb ass" Niall shakes his head in disappointment and we walk out the front door
when we arrive at the house, there's no sign of anything outside, but when I open the door
I see broken glass everywhere, and a man he's dead now with one of my kitchen knives in his stomach
"fuck" I yell and I search around the esme, screaming Esme's name but she doesnt answer
I see her phone on the kitchen counter and I shake my head and I feel the hot tears start to burn in my eyes, this is my fault
why didn't I come check on her
I run into the bedroom, the bed is made, I walk to the desk and I see a folded up piece of paper with my name on it
"no" I whisper to myself and I open it just the top section
