there's a load of music mentioned in this chapter I hope y'all will know at least some of it 'cause it's pretty old school.

But there's one sure I KNOW you all will know ;)

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In between of being young and right

You were my Versailles at night

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"I'm gonna get you! I'm gonna get you!"

   "No no eres!" No you're not!

  Mateo let out a giggle as his dark eyes flicked over his shoulder to look at Harry who was quickly catching up behind him. They were currently playing tag in the garden, after they had baked a batch of cookies and were waiting for them to be done and then to cool off. Mateo rushed to hide behind a bush, assuming that Harry didn't see him but he did. Harry kept running pretending he didn't see Mateo. Mateo peered behind the bush with a grin, thinking he had escaped Harry's wrath but then frowning when he found that he couldn't see Harry.

   "Got you!"

  Harry tickled the little boy's sides, appearing out of nowhere. Mateo jumped in shock, before giggles began to escape his lips when Harry continued to tickle him. Mateo's adorable face scrunched up, cheeks flushing red, tiny body curling up while he yelled.

   "Para!" he laughed loudly, while Harry grinned, stopping his movements and letting the child breathe for a second.

   "What does that mean?" Harry asked with a smile.

   "Stop," Mateo spoke breathlessly, his chest heaving up and down as he sat up while Harry crouched in front of him.   

   "I should start learning some Spanish," Harry chuckled, standing up and holding his hand out for Mateo. Mateo grabbed his fingers, pulling himself up and dusting his pants with his tiny hands.

   "I can teach you!" Mateo suggested with grin, waving his hands about.

   "That would be wonderful, Mateo," Harry told him as they walked through the garden. "Do you want to see my rabbits?"

   "Tienes conejos?" Mateo questioned loudly, eyes widening with excitement, making Harry grin widely, nodding even though he didn't understand. You have rabbits?

  Harry led Mateo to his rabbit pen that was nearby in the garden. Mateo let out a gasp, a big, bright grin stretching across his lips as he let go of Harry's hand and started running towards the rabbit pen. Harry followed him quickly; worried he would trip trying to step over the pen itself to sit inside of it. But Mateo simply stood outside of it, gazing at the rabbits hopping around.

   "Muchos conejos," Mateo breathed happily.

   "Is conejos...rabbits?"

   "Sí," Mateo nodded enthusiastically. "Conejos," he repeated again, emphasizing on the pronunciation of the word because Harry got it wrong.

   "Conejos," Harry spoke slowly, eyes gazing at Mateo, making him nod in approval. "Do you want to pet them?"

   "Sí," Mateo nodded with excitement as Harry stepped into the pen before lowering himself onto his knees and reaching out for Mateo.

  Mateo held his arms out as Harry tucked his hands under his armpits and lifted him up, and set him down inside the pen. The boys spent half an hour in the pen playing with the bunnies, Harry introducing all of them to Mateo, before telling him funny stories as they played and petted the rabbits. Harry was too engrossed with the bunnies and Mateo to notice a figure approaching them from outside the pen, until the man spoke up.

   "Peach!" Niall spoke loudly, making Mateo and Harry snap their gazes to the blond who was standing there with wide eyes. "You have a fucking kid?"

   "Niall!" Harry exclaimed loudly in panic, gaze flickering to Mateo because of Niall swearing.

   "Qué?" Mateo questioned in confusion, making Harry sigh a little before murmuring to him that he would be right back.

  Mateo nodded in response and continued to play with Niall the Albino bunny, while Harry stood up and climbed out of the pen, grabbing Niall by the arm and pulling him behind a large bush.

   "Peach, I know you love sex, but I didn't know you'd actually get someone pregnant! Like you go in that deep?" Niall gaped, while Harry rolled his eyes at him.

   "Jesus Niall, the kid isn't mine," Harry muttered under his breath, making Niall frown.

   "Then whose is it?"

   "It is a human, Niall. He's Adriana's boy. She's a single mom," Harry explained, making Niall's jaw drop.

   "Seriously? But her body is so tigh-ow!" Niall cried when Harry smacked him hard with a glare, making him pout and grumble. "What I meant to say is, since when?"

   "I dunno, like she said she had him when she was twenty. She's twenty-three now," Harry told him.

   "But when did you find out about this?" Niall questioned.

   "Like almost a week ago I think," Harry said with a shrug.

   "And you didn't tell me?" Niall arched a brow at him.

   "She didn't want me yapping about it to people, Niall," Harry explained, making him sigh.

   "Shit must be tough for that kid. A broke, single, drug-addict mom? He needs a stable household, you should get him out of there," Niall told him firmly, making Harry frown.

   "I can't take him away from her. He's the only thing that's keeping her alive!" Harry exclaimed dramatically, making Niall roll his eyes.

   "He won't be gone forever. Just temporarily until she can pull her shit together and prove that she can take care of him," Niall explained, making Harry shake his head.

   "Who would take care of him? She has no family, her sister kicked her out after she gave birth to him, her parents... I don't know about them, she hasn't told me what happened to them. She-She-"

   "She doesn't tell you much, does she?" Niall murmured quietly with a frown, making Harry gaze at him like he was crazy.

   "No she does, she told me about how she got Mateo and-and how she got fired from her last job," Harry said in defense, but Niall's frown still stayed on his face.

   "Harry," he said slowly. "You told me she got triggered when you fucked her that one night. She must've gone through some tough shit to have her traumatized like that. She's not telling you something."

   "Maybe she's not ready, Niall," Harry snapped at him lightly. "Maybe it will take her some time to open up to me about those deep dark things."

   "Whatever man, I still get bad vibes, like she's hiding something," Niall said with a wave of his hand. "Plus it's not good for the kid to be living like that."

   "Why do you care?" Harry asked genuinely, knowing that Niall never cared for Adriana, only cared about Harry getting hurt.

   "Well I used to go to medical school, so the ethics I learnt are still kinda influencing me. Plus, I love kids," Niall said with a grin, making Harry roll his eyes.

   "Adriana's been taking care of him for 3 years and he's fine!"

   "What if one day she overdoses? Hmm? What if you're not there when it happens and her son is? Do you really want him to go through that?" Niall questioned seriously, making Harry's expression fall.

   "She said she would never let that happen, she's been doing it for years. Despite that she is addicted to it, she's careful, and she never does it at home with Mateo around," Harry retorted, making Niall sigh.

   "I wish you could stop defending her, this is serious shit, Harry," Niall snapped lightly.

   "I will fucking defend her because she's my girlfriend and I care for her! I know the seriousness of this matter and we've talked about it several times. She's promised she'll try hard this time," Harry rambled loudly, waving his hands.

   "I'm pray for all of you," Niall said with a heavy sigh, clamping a hand down on Harry's shoulder. "Please, come and talk to me about this drug addiction shit because I actually know shit, I went to Oxford for Medicine, remember?"

   "Yes I do, I still wonder why you dropped out."

   "Because it was boring and I didn't want to spend my 20s studying! Plus I wanted to play golf and I didn't get the time so I dropped out," Niall said with a shrug. "Anyways, introduce me to this little rascal."

  Harry chuckled with a shake of his head, the both of them walking back to the rabbit pen where Mateo was sat playing with the bunnies. Harry and Niall climbed into it and sat down in front of him.

   "Mateo, this is Niall, my best friend," Harry introduced Niall to Mateo.

   "Pero este es Niall," Mateo frowned lightly in confusion, holding up the big, chubby Albino bunny, making Niall snort with laughter. But this is Niall.

   "Cariño, yo también soy Niall," Niall spoke in Spanish, making Mateo grin widely then responding in Spanish. The both of them spoke in Spanish for a minute or so while Harry sat there with a confused expression on his face. I'm Niall too.

   "Sorry, mate," Niall apologized when he noticed Harry sitting there, looking like a lost puppy. "Shall we speak in English for Harry to understand?"

   "Sí," Mateo nodded in response.

  Niall asked Mateo little questions as they petted bunnies together, questions such as what was his favorite color or food. He'd tell them what it is, and a story that went with it. All the stories were pleasant ones and involved Adriana, which made Harry grin a lot. But then the conversation took an unexpected turn when Niall asked him a deep question.

   "Are you happy here in New York, Mateo?" Niall asked quietly, making Mateo shrug.

   "I like it, but I don't think Mamá is happy," Mateo said with a pout on his lips, making Harry and Niall exchange looks.

  "Why is that?" Harry asked gently.

"She tells me she is happy, but Mamá doesn't look happy, Harry," Mateo told him, making his heart ache terribly for the little boy. "I think Mamá is sad."

   "Why do you think so, cariño?" Niall asked with a sad expression etched onto his face.

   "Sometimes I hear Mamá crying when she's in the shower, or-or when she's in bed," Mateo said while he petted Angel. "When I hear her cry at night, I go to her room and I hug her tight, and say don't cry, mi luna. Then I tell Mamá that I love her so much because I do, I really do!"

  "Oh Jesus, I'm actually gonna cry," Niall muttered under his breath, blinking furiously.

   "But Mamá looks happy with you Harry. I think you make her very happy," Mateo said with a light smile on his adorable face, before his hand reached out to touch Harry's. "Thank you, Harry."

   "Oh god Mateo, I swear I will try so hard to make Mamá and you happy, okay?" Harry told him firmly, clutching his tiny hand in his while the little boy smiles at him.

   "If Mamá is happy, I am happy!"

   "And here come the waterworks," Niall cursed under his breath, rubbing his eyes while Harry smiled at him warmly. Niall was emotional, whether he liked to admit it or not. "This kid is the most important thing on this planet don't even fight me on this."

  Harry held up his hands in defense, simply chuckling lightly at Niall before looking at Mateo with a grin. He ruffled his hair playfully, making the little boy protest, smacking his hands away. After a few more minutes were spent in the rabbit pen before they decided to head back inside and have some of the cookies Harry and Mateo had baked earlier. Harry packed some away in a plastic bag for Adriana as Mateo and Niall conversed in Spanish again, sitting by the kitchen island.

   "Mateo? Does your Mamá like pizza?" Harry questioned, lifting his face up from his phone and gazing at Mateo expectantly for an answer.

   "Sí! She loves pepperoni," Mateo told him, before he asked if he could use the bathroom.

  Rita, who was in the kitchen with them; offered to take Mateo to the bathroom. Mateo held Rita's hand as she led him away from the kitchen. Niall on the other hand munched on a cookie while gazing at Harry in curiosity, wondering why he was typing so vigorously on his phone.

   "What're you up to, peach?" Niall questioned in interest, making Harry look up from his phone.

   "Just texting Mitch is all," Harry explained. "I've got a date with Adriana tonight. It's our first one."

   "Oh really? What are you gonna do?"

   "Just a nice dinner, not anything too fancy. Maybe some drinks and karaoke right after," Harry told him, making Niall nod in response with a light smile.

   "Sounds fun, hope y'all get down and dirty after that."

   "God, Niall," Harry groaned lightly while Niall cackled.

   "Tell me, does she squirt or cream?"

   "Stop!" Harry exclaimed with wild eyes while Niall snorted with laughter. "She does both."

   "Oh damn, I love me a creampie," Niall exclaimed dirtily, making Harry frown a little too.

   "You mean the desert?" Harry questioned, making Niall's expression fall before he began banging his head lightly against the counter top. "What? I love cream pies too! Rita makes great ones!"

   "You need a lessons on sex and slang," Niall told him, while Harry still gazed at him in confusion.

   "But what is a cream pie?"

   "It's when you cum in a girl and watch it drip from her pu-"

   "Volví!" Mateo's voice interrupted Niall, making Harry shoot him a warning look to end the dirty conversation right then and there. "De qué estabias hablando?" What were you guys talking about?

   "Gatos."

  Cats.

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   "So one of my band members, Mitch, used to work at this great pizza place, which has a bar and karaoke," Harry told her as gaze flicking to Adriana who sat in the seat beside him, listening to him with a smile on her face. "I hope that's okay."

   "It's more than okay, baby," Adriana told him with a smile, feeling his fingers lace with hers, holding her hand.

  Adriana's dark eyes averted from the view of the New York traffic in front of her, to their joined hands on her lap. She smiled at the sight, stroking Harry's skin with her thumb tenderly as she reminisced the events that happened today. Even though her morning was a bit dark, with all the cravings and hallucinations, she managed to fight through it and stay clear of cocaine for the whole day. Her cravings were still there, but the voices weren't as prominent like earlier in the morning. But she was sure Harry and this date will distract her from the cravings from the rest of the night, so her worry dissipated a little.

   "You okay, love?" Harry murmured questioningly, squeezing her hand a little to get her attention.

   "Yeah, I am," she said in response, shaking her thoughts away and looking at him.

   "Yeah? How are the cravings?" he asked her as the car halted at a traffic signal.

   "They were shit in the morning, had to snort that one line," she told him with a slightly guilty expression, making him nod a little. "I-I was gonna do more."

   "What?" Harry frowned. "I thought you only had enough to do one line."

   "I did, but I keep a secret stash in the wall behind my dressing table at the club," she told him, making his expression fall all of a sudden. "But I didn't do it, I-I got your message before I did it."

   "What message?"

   "The picture of you and Mateo," she told him, making his face morph into an expression of realization. "I dunno what but something about that picture made the voices fade away, Harry. It gave me hope for the first time in a very long time. You and Mateo give me hope that I can do this. I can fight this and become better."

  Smithers pulled up in front of the restaurant. Harry turned to face Adriana properly, his other hand reaching up to cup her cheek, stroking it lovingly with his thumb as he gazed at her with a smile.

   "You have no idea how happy I am to hear that, Adriana. I'm so proud," Harry told her with a smile. "You fighting those voices today proves that you can indeed fight this and get better, and I promise you I'll be here by your side. I'll be here supporting you in every way possible."

   "Harry," she whispered with a smile, as he leaned close to press a kiss to her forehead. "What did I ever do to deserve you?"

   "Shh don't ask such questions, my love," Harry hushed her up with a peck on her lips. "Now come let's have some fun and celebrate a little!"

  With a final kiss to her lips, Harry pulled away to get out of the car, quickly running over to Adriana's side while she checked her makeup for a minute in the car mirror. He pulled open her door with an adorable grin on his face, hand held out for her to hold, which she took it with a smirk of amusement. His hand held hers as they walked towards the restaurant. Harry ran his other fingers through his curls, messing them up while Adriana's gaze fell to the floor momentarily to watch her step. She then noticed Harry's shoes, a smile curling on her lips at the sight of them.

   "I love your shoes," she told him with a chuckle, gazing at his shiny gold boots.

   "Oh thank you, baby," he said shyly with flushed cheeks and a tiny smile.

  He led her into the restaurant, the ambiance of it already giving them good vibes as loud music played from the stage at the end of the room. Harry introduced Adriana to his bestfriend, other than Niall, Mitch Rowland. Adriana found Mitch very nice and pretty chill, deciding immediately that she liked him. Soon enough, Adriana and Harry were seated with food for them to devour.

  That night was the most fun Adriana has had in a very long time. She enjoyed sitting there with Harry and just talking to him, listening to him tell her funny stories about his experiences with his band mates, or his friends. He even cracked a few jokes that had her laughing hard, despite how awful they were.

  They eventually ordered drinks from the bar, Harry sipping on some vodka and sprite while Adriana had coke and rum. Harry didn't drink as much, only taking a sip or two because he had something else planned for their evening together and needed to be a little sober for that. He watched Adriana take swigs from her drink in between breaks while she told him a story about Mateo. He listened to her attentively with a smile on his lips and his chin in his hand, elbow resting on the surface of the table.

  She looked happy. Her dark eyes were glinting brightly; they looked warm and inviting. Her hands were waving around expressively as she spoke with a big grin on her lips. She just looked beautiful. She always did in Harry's eyes, but she looked even more beautiful that night because of the bright, happy smile she had on her face that illuminated it. Harry gazed at her like a lovesick puppy, gaze drifting down to her torso that adorned a gorgeous, black, lacey top with thin straps. It was tucked into a black leather skirt, which he was pleased to see that she did wear what he asked her to wear. She looked simply divine.

   "I really wanna sing right now," Adriana said suddenly as soon as she finished her story. "Do you think we can do karaoke now?"

   "I think there's a band performing right before karaoke sessions," Harry told her as the waiter cleared their table except for their drinks. "I'll check and be right back, yeah?"

   "Sure," she said with a nod, as he grinned and leaned over to peck her cheek.

  She watched him walk away before her phone began buzzing. Iris was messaging her, asking her how the date was going. Adriana spent a few minutes texting her, engrossed with her phone while the band that was going to perform, started preparing. She heard someone tapping a microphone, and a couple of screams, but she ignored it and texted Iris back. Her ears perked up when she heard a familiar voice speak into the microphone, making her brows slope downwards. She turned her head to see who it was talking, eyes widening and jaw slackening when she saw it was Harry standing there on stage with a guitar on him, grinning widely.

   "Hi guys," he said with a bright grin, waving enthusiastically. "It's nice to be back! How are you all?" he said loudly, earning a lot of cheers from the crowd that had gathered in front of him, as well as the people sitting and eating.

  "It's so lovely to be here and perform for all of you beautiful people. So we're gonna start off with a song I recently wrote uh, it's called Only Angel, and it's about my girlfriend," Harry said with his eyes twinkling brightly, gazing straight at Adriana.

   "She's over there, look! Hi baby!"

  All pairs of eyes landed on Adriana, more cheers and hoots rising from the crowd as Adriana felt her cheeks flush deeply. She waved back at him, before blowing a kiss at him playfully. He caught it, pretending to stuff it into his back pocket with a proud grin on his face. Adriana was baffled, unable to believe Harry wrote an actual song about her, and he was going to sing it right then and there. It was a great compliment and she was extremely excited to hear it.

  It started off with a soft, melodious, ethereal opening with a choir and piano playing. It was a bit long, and had people slightly confused because bands usually played rock songs in that restaurant. Even Adriana wondered if he was going to sing some sort of power ballad with soft, celestial music. Adriana stood up and headed over to stand with the crowd as the divine music continued playing for almost a minute.

  But then all of a sudden, the seraphic music changed when it reached a climax, completely transforming when Harry with a loud hey, hey! The song immediately metamorphosed into a head-bobbing strut with loud guitar strumming and the drums banging in the background. It was unexpected and the crowd was certainly caught off-guard, but they reacted quickly, erupting into loud cheers. Harry caught Adriana's shocked expression, smirking cheekily as he licked his lips and then parted them to begin singing.

   Open up your eyes, shut your mouth and see

  That I'm still the only one who's been in love with me

  I'm just happy getting you stuck in between my teeth

  And there's nothing I can do about it

  As Harry sang, Adriana couldn't stop moving in rhythm to the music. It was so her type of music with the heavy 70s rocks influences and whatnot. His voice sounded orgasmic. He looked orgasmic, standing there dressed in all black except for his golden shoes, strumming a white guitar with his arm flexing and sharp jaw contracting as he sang his heart out. She couldn't understand how someone so sweet and adorable could turn into this sexy, rock star in just a split second.

  Just the sight of his ring-clad fingers curled around the neck of the guitar, veins in them protruding as he strummed it, was enough to have her thighs clenching.

  Her thoughts disappeared momentarily when he reached the last line of the first verse. When he sang it, a smirk dipped into his lips and hers parted in shock when his gaze dipped low and eyed her skirt.

   Couldn't take you home to mother in a skirt that short.

   But I think that's what I like about it.

  Some people from the crowd noticed the reference too, cheering him on as he sang with a grin while Adriana's cheeks were bright red, lips pressed into a tight-lipped smile as she shook her head at him. That cheeky bastard, she thought to herself. Wait till we get home, she thought right after. But she quickly got over it when he sang the chorus and urged the audience to sing along to the part where he says woo-hoo after every line.

   She's an angel

   Only angel

   She's an angel

   My only angel

  While Harry sang, he couldn't help but notice his girl with a beaming smile in the audience, arms up in the air, hips shaking as she danced along to the music. He was happy she was enjoying the music, hoping that when he approaches her after the performance, that her response to the song will be positive. Their gazes met as he sang the second verse, lips curling into a cheeky smirk as he sang the second half of it.

   Told it to her brother and she told it to me

   That she's gonna be an angel, just you wait and see

   When it turns out she's a devil in between the sheets

   And there's nothing she can do about it

  Adriana wanted to show him how true his words were because she was so sure she had not yet experienced it like he thought he did. She was only able to understand some of the lyrics and link to how it related to their relationship in its early stages when they were just friends with benefits.

  Harry reminisced to when he wrote this song, out of sexual and emotional frustration because he wanted Adriana but a part of him knew she was bad for him. The song talked about how the relationship was one-sided at some point where he was the one feeling all these emotions but she wasn't reciprocating. In the song he called her an angel, but she was anything but it, and that there was the sweet irony of it all.

  Eventually, he ended the song with a bang, earning a loud round of applause and cheers from the crowd below and the people eating and sitting by the bar. He grinned widely, eyes looking for Adriana who was cheering the loudest, slightly drunk but very much happy. After having some water, he moved on with singing only covers. The ones he chose to do tonight were all of Adriana's favorite songs, Eye Of The Tiger, Highway to Hell, Livin' On A Prayer, and Boulevard Of Broken Dreams.

   "You were fucking amazing!" Adriana exclaimed when he finally stepped off the stage, throwing her arms around him and kissing his cheek.

   "Really?" he chuckled, holding her hips as she pulled back and nodded vigorously.

   "God, yes!" she exclaimed loudly.

   "Did you like the song? Only Angel?" Harry questioned, making her widen her eyes and nod vigorously.

   "Fuck Harry that song is amazing! Baby, you're so hot and talented, god I just want to fuck you right now."

   "Oh Jesus," Harry said with widened eyes. "Someone's a little drunk."

   "Drunk in love," she slurred with a grin with her arms around his neck.

  He felt his heart leap in his chest at her words, a tiny sad smile etching upon his lips because she was drunk while saying those words. He didn't know if she was actually in love with him. But he knew for sure that he was in love with her. He had been for a while as it didn't take him long to realize it. He was utterly smitten with her ever since the day he saw her dancing on that stage, with her extraordinary talent and alluring personality, she had the potential to do anything and it was riveting. But there was a certain darkness inside of her that Harry couldn't help but be drawn into, like a moth to a flame.

   "But that one line, she's a devil in between the sheets. Baby, you have no idea," she murmured to him with a low chuckle that had his heart pounding. "Wait till we get home and I'll show you."

  Harry but his lips at her words, the corner of his lips lifting up in a cheeky smile as she smirked at him. He leaned forwards placing a kiss on her lips, wrapping his arms around her firmly. She kissed him back, before she heard someone announce that it was time for karaoke.

   "Harry! Come on," Adriana pulled her lips away from him and tugged him towards the stage. "Karaoke!"

  Adriana dragged Harry onto the stage. She then pushed a mike into his hands. The decided to sing some Queen together, choosing the song 'Somebody To Love'. Adriana was too drunk to care about her terrible singing, even though it was actually quite decent. But nothing could compare to Harry's voice, his low, husky, powerful voice. Adriana was enthralled by his ability to sing, even though she had heard him sing before seeing him actually perform on a stage live was incredible. She stood there with a slack jaw when he hit a long, high note during the chorus after the second verse of the song.

   Can anybody find me

   Somebody to love?

    Harry urged everyone to sing along, while dancing wildly on stage, grinning brightly as he moved. While singing he found it ironic that the song was the longing for love as a means of leaving one's sorrows. It applied mostly to Adriana, but also to him because he truly longed for Adriana's love. He didn't know why it took him long to realize how much he craved it. Perhaps it was because that night was special. It was their first date, and the first time Harry had seen Adriana the happiest she has ever been since he had met her. She even told him she had never felt this happy in her life.

   "Mr. Brightside!" she squealed when she saw the song choice on the TV that was nearby.

  Harry's grin widened when Adriana started singing the first verse of her favorite song loudly without a care in the world. Adriana herself felt as if she was on cloud 9. She didn't care that tomorrow morning she was going to feel like shit from drinking, and that her cravings will most probably return stronger than that morning. All she cared about was being in this moment and enjoying it, with the man who brought some light into her life as soon as he entered it. All she cared about was singing Mr. Brightside by The Killers with this curly-haired, sweet, man whom she was falling in love with. Whom she was already in love with.

   Jealousy, turning saints into the sea

   Swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis

   But it's just the price I pay, destiny is calling me

   Open up my eager eyes, 'cause I'm Mr. Brightside.

  They bought thought to themselves that this was the only song that didn't relate to them in some way. But they were wrong in the sense that it was going to relate to one of them in the future. One of them would soon enough be playing the role of Mr. Brightside, and it wasn't going to be pleasant.

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∙ HOW WAS THAT CHAPTER? Y'all should listen to all of this songs I fucking love Mr. Brightside

∙ I swear you guys I almost fucking cried writing that thing Mateo said about Adriana crying.

I'm sorry if he seems too advanced for a 3 year old. I wasn't too sure with that whole thing because like I'm not sure with how a 3 year old acts and etc. So please bear with me, let's just say he's just a really intelligent kid, which he is lmao.

∙ what do y'all think of the foreshadowing at the end tho? Any predictions? 👀

∙ I might do that Q&A thing in the next chapter. If you still have questions to ask the characters then ask away!

The next chapter is gonna be smutty so GET READY!

Until we meet again...

thiora ♡