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๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ซ posted !

โ™ฅ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐—’ ๐ข๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐จ๐›๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—Œ๏ผŽ
๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ซย  ย  ๐–พ๐—‘๐–ผ๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Œ๐—๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐Ÿ˜Œ

๐ฏ๐ข๐ž๐ฐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ...

๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ค๐ง๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ฒย  ย ย  ๐–ธ๐–จ๐–ฏ๐–ค๐–ค
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย  ย ย  ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—…๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—… ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—‡๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—Œ๐—Ž๐—‰๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—‹๐— ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–บ๐–ผ๐–ผ
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
ย ย  โคฟย ย  ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย  ย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐—… ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—‚ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐–บ๐—…๐—๐–บ๐—’๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡
ย  ย  ย  ย  ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐–พ
ย  ย  ย  ย  ๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย  ย ย  ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—†๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—„๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐š๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ง๐š๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐š๐๐žย  ย ย  ๐Ÿ˜
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐›๐ข๐ž๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐žย  ย ย  ๐–ฆ๐–จ๐–ฑ๐–ซ ๐–ฒ๐–ฏ๐–จ๐–ซ๐–ซ
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
ย ย  โคฟย ย  ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ซย  ย ย  ๐—‡๐—ˆ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ ๐Ÿค
ย  ย  ย  ย  ๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย  ย ย  ๐–ฑ๐–จ๐–ฒ๐–ช ๐–ฌ๐–ต!?!?
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย ย  ๐–ฌ๐–ฎ๐–ฑ๐–ค ๐–ฌ๐–ด๐–ฒ๐–จ๐–ข???
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
ย ย  โคฟย ย  ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย  ย ย  ๐–ธ๐–ค๐–ง ๐–ก๐–ก๐–ธ ๐–ฒ๐–ง๐–ค'๐–ฒ ๐–ก๐– ๐–ข๐–ช
ย  ย  ย  ย  ๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ข๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ ๐Ÿย  ย ย  ๐—๐—’๐—‰๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
ย ย  โคฟย ย  ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ซย  ย ย  ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–ฟ๐–พ๐—‚๐—‡
ย  ย  ย  ย  ๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย  ย ย  ๐–ซ๐–ฎ๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ซ๐– ๐–จ ๐–ฃ๐–ค๐–ฅ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ฃ๐–ค๐–ฑ ๐–ณ๐–จ๐–ซ๐–ซ ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ธ ๐–จ ๐–ฃ๐–จ๐–ค
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย  ย ย  ๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐–พ๐—…๐—‚๐–พ๐—๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’

๐ฏ๐ข๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ...























































๐‘๐„๐€๐‹ ๐‹๐ˆ๐…๐„ . . .

"๐†๐Ž๐“ ๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐’๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐’๐“๐€๐‘๐๐”๐‘๐’๐“๐’." ๐๐ˆ๐‚๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐€๐’ said, walking onto set with a packet of starbursts in his hand.

"Thank you." Lorelai politely replied, reaching for the packet that Nicholas handed to her.

"Oh, boy, have I been craving these." She muttered to herself, opening up the packet and taking one out, unwrapping it and placing it into her mouth.

"Pass us some." Nicholas spoke out, reaching for the handful that Lorelai had taken out for him.

The two were on the set for the music video for Risk. It was being set at a beach during the sunset and of course, Lorelai had made Nicholas star as her characters love interest.

I mean, it was perfect.

Risk was about Nicholas and him being in the music video would be perfection.

Ever since that night where she sobbed into his arms, she hadn't left his side at all. Anyways, Nicholas was so comforting and she was afraid he would slip away if she let go.

However, Nicholas reassured her he would never leave and nonetheless he still stayed with her.

He didn't care because all the two did during those days was cook, bake, binge-watch tv, play the guitar and of course plan out halloween costumes as it was right around the corner.

Lorelai often joked about going as a dimes or as a sandwich. (If you know you know ๐Ÿ˜œ)

Even though Nicholas knew she was joking, he didn't want to at all. It was very traumatic and embarrassing, especially the sandwich one.

So yeah, they were still looking at costumes, but right now they were looking at going as sharks.

"Alright, breaks over!" Ariana yelled, proceeding to call everyone back to where they were before.

Also, yes, Ariana is the producer and director for this music video, and she has been for the past music video's Lorelai has ever done.

"Last scene to shoot, right?" Nicholas asked, following after Lorelai who was walking to the middle of the set.

"Yep!" She smiled. "After, we can go get a cheeky Nandos." The pop singer said, looking at the boy who smiled.

"Sounds like a plan." Nicholas chuckled.

"You're paying by the way." Lorelai quickly added on, making the boy roll his eyes, but they both knew he was going to do it anyways.

"Alright, in positions!" Ariana exclaimed, cameras getting ready to roll.

Lorelai took a deep breath, quickly running to the her spot on the beach. Nicholas was seen far away from her, but not far away that she couldn't see him.

"Are you ready for it?" She heard Ari speak out. As soon as Ari saw her nod, she yelled out the word 'Action', the camera rolling and the song playing in the background.

"God, I'm actually invested / Haven't even met yet /Watch this be the wrong thing / Classic." She lip sang, running across the beach, not that fast but also not that slow.

"God, I'm jumping in the deep end / It's more fun to swim in / Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it." She sang, a smile on her lips as the view of Nicholas was now in her sight.

"Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it." She softly sang, her footsteps slowing down as she now walked towards the boy, his grin matching hers.

"Too soon to tell you "I love you" / Too soon to tell you "I love you" / Too soon to tell you "I love you"." She lip sang, Nicholas pulling the girl closer to him with one hand as they leaned in closer, their lips a few inches apart.

Lorelai felt her cheeks turn red. Her heart was beating fast and her stomachs fluttered. The closer he got, she felt like she couldn't resist.

"You're the risk, I'm gonna take it." She sweetly smiled, the two leaning in closer to make it seem as if they kissed, but they didn't.

Not yet anyways.

"That's a wrap!" Ari exclaimed, a grin on her face as the cameras stopped rolling and the background music faded.

"We did it!" Lorelai excitedly shrieked, quickly moving away from Nicholas who hated the loss of contact between them.

All that raced through his mind as he watched her smile happily and hug everyone was how he was going to make her his.

He didn't care how long it would take, he was going to now. He tried to hide his feelings for as long as he could, but not anymore. He wasn't fighting anymore.

Nicholas was ready to take a risk that he knew he won't regret.


















































































๏ฝฅหš เผ˜โ”Šย ย  ๐ƒ๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐‹๐€๐‡ ๐’๐๐„๐€๐Š๐’

๐—‚'๐—† ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐–ฟ ๐–บ๐—Œ๐—…๐–พ๐–พ๐—‰ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—๐—‹๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐–บ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—€๐—‚๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—‚๐–ฟ ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—

ยฉ -๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ง๐๐ฉ๐จ๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐œ๏ผŒ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’

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