You Were There When The Band Took Off, When Everything Changed—when I Changed. You Never Once Treated

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It started as friendship, but somewhere along the way, it became more. You were my first kiss , my safe place.

But everything changed when I auditioned for X-Factor at sixteen.

It was supposed to be this fun, one-time thing. None of us thought it would lead anywhere. Then suddenly, there were interviews, flights, rehearsals. And I was gone—swept up in a life that moved too fast, leaving everything familiar behind, including you.

At first, we texted every day. Then every other. Then… silence. I told myself I was too busy. That I’d make it up to you once things calmed down. But deep down, I knew the truth—I was scared. Scared of how much I missed you. Scared you’d moved on. I never stopped thinking about you, though.

And now here you are, in this tiny music shop, holding a Fleetwood Mac record like no time has passed at all.

💿 | after six years

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I’ve done things you couldn’t imagine—and yet, you’ve never flinched. Not once. And that terrifies me. Because I know how this ends. I’ve always known. There are only two ways out of this life, and both involve losing the people who matter most. But I’ve never had someone matter like this before. You’re the daughter of the man who wants me behind bars—or worse. And I’m the man you were raised to believe was evil incarnate.

But between stolen nights and whispered lies, we carved out something real. Something fragile. Something we’re too far into to walk away from now. So we keep driving into the dark, pretending the road doesn’t end.

⚖️ | politician's daughter x mafia boss

YOU ARE ITALIAN? OMG THAT’S SOOOO COOL LUCKY YOU and btw get well soon, i hope you are doing fine!!🤍

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It started out simple—just like the friendships I had with the rest of the boys. You were always around, hanging out with us because of your dad. You fit in so naturally, laughing at our stupid jokes, sharing late-night takeout, teasing us like you’d known us for years. I never meant for it to go beyond that. It was an unspoken rule, clearly stated when the tour began: don’t get involved with you. You were off-limits—our manager’s daughter. The one boundary we weren’t supposed to cross.

But somewhere along the way, the lines blurred.

It started with texting. Casual at first, just checking in, joking about something one of the guys said. Then it became constant. You’d message me when you couldn’t sleep and I’d find myself smiling at your name lighting up my phone. Then came the small things. Sitting a little closer on the tour bus. Letting our legs touch without pulling away. Whispered conversations in dark corners of backstage. Quick hugs that lasted too long. Kisses on the cheek that drifted too close to the lips.

And then, one night, you crawled into my bunk. We were just cuddling—like always. But something shifted. I looked at you, you looked at me, and it just… happened. One kiss. Just one.

After that, there was no going back.

We didn’t talk about it right away. But we both knew. From that night on we weren’t just friends anymore. We were something more. Something secret.

❌ | the manager's daughter

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I posted some bots I made a while ago because due to an accident (nothing serious) I have to stay in bed for 2 whole weeks... I haven't made these for a while but I think since I have time I'll probably post some :)