
๐๐๐๏ผ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐๐ง ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐
เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐๐ ? โยทห เผ *
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เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐๐ ! โยทห เผ *
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ restaurant Tom had picked out for the two to reconnect. She was excited, yet also nervous. When it came to Tom, Lyla would always stumble upon her words and become a flustered mess, and she had no idea why. Maybe because he is very attractive? Lyla thought.
The blonde was sat in the corner booth, hoping nobody would recognise her. Yes she loved her fans, but she wanted some alone time with Tom. Lyla just wanted it to be all about them two today. She wanted to just live in the moment and not worry about anything.
"What you thinking about, Love?" Lyla's stomach fluttered as she heard the accent she had grown to love to hear. The blonde looked up to see the familiar blue eyes she had remembered. He looked gorgeous. He was simply breath taking.
"Tom." Lyla softly said. A heartwarming smile made its way onto Lyla's lips as she watched the Birmingham boy take a seat in front of her. Tom smiled back at her, and that made Lyla's heart beat faster.
"How are you?" Tom asked the blonde girl, feeling his own heart beat faster. He had spent the whole day just imaging this moment and now he was finally here in front of the girl he had been thinking of since the movie premiere.
"Happy now that you're here." Lyla boldly responded making Tom let out a chuckle, a flush of red forming on his cheek.
"Are you hungry?" Tom cleared his throat and asked the blonde girl as he picked up a menu before them. Lyla nodded, looking down at the menu that Tom held out for them. As the two picked out their food, a waiter came towards them. The two shared their orders with the waiter and then he left.
"Anything about you that I should know?" Tom smirked as he stared at Lyla. "You know apart from making a song about a guy you met." He teased. Lyla felt her cheeks heat up at the mention of the song she wrote for Tom.
"You loved it though, didn't you?" Lyla watched as Tom tilted his head and nodded in agreement. He could not stop listening to it. He loved her voice and he loved how she also felt the same way he felt. "I bake for fun sometimes." Lyla shared. "What about you?"
"I play guitar in my free times." Tom responded, making Lyla swoon. He could not get anymore attractive. "Also piano." The British boy added on.
"No way!" Lyla gasped. "No you have to play for me." She immediately said, a grin on her face.
"I'm not as good as you are though, trust me." Tom chuckled. "But I'll do it." He said.
Lyla nodded and smiled. "You know you looked very hot playing snow. Made me forgot that he was a bad guy." Lyla admitted to Tom who leaned his head back and laughed. "What!? What did I say that was funny!?" She exclaimed, scrunching her face in confusion whilst also smiling.
"I've just heard so many people say that and it's funny." Tom admitted. "But I did enjoy playing younger snow, it was fun. I also enjoyed being blonde." He said.
"I prefer your brunette curls, but blonde haired you was very handsome." Lyla giggled.
As Tom and Lyla began talking more about each other, they both could not help but blush when an elderly couple walked past them and called them a cute couple, neither of them correcting the elder couple.
As the two ate their food and talked to each other about majority of the things in their lives, Lyla immediately pointed at the window. "Tom, it's snowing!" Lyla gasped as she looked outside the window, seeing snow fall down. Lyla loved the snow. She loved building snowman's or having snowball fights with her friends.
Tom's heart warmed at the sight of Lyla being obsessed with the snow. The boy found himself already at peace when it came to her. He adored how her eyes sparkled in awe. He adored how she would get excited over little things. He loved her smile. In his eyes Lyla Rose was perfect.
เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ ! โยทห เผ *
๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ฝ !
โฅ ๐
๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐ป๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐บ๐๐ฝ ๐,๐๐๐,๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๏ผ
๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ย ย ๐จ๐ ๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐
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๐๐๐บ๐ ๐๐๐'๐๐พ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐บ๐ฝ?
โโ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ
๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐๐๐๐ซ๐จ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ณ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ค๐ค๐ซ ๐ซ๐จ๐ช๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ฑ๐จ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฒ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐จ๐ฌ๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฒ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฃ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฆ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐ค๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ ๐ต ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฑ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ญ๐๐ก๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐๐ญ ๐๐๐๐พ ๐ ๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ค๐ ๐ช๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ด๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฆ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ณ๐ง๐ค ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข ๐ฒ๐ช๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฃ ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ค ๐จ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ ๐ญ๐ค ๐คฏ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ง๐ค๐ฑ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐ญ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ณ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ซ๐ธ๐ณ๐ง???
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ ๐ฒ๐ง๐จ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฏ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ญ๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐ป๐พ๐บ๐ผ๐ ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐๐พ๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐ ๐ป๐พ ๐๐๐๐พ๐ป๐พ ๐บ๐๐ฝ ๐๐๐พ๐๐๐บ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐พ๐พ ๐ป๐พ๐๐๐ ๐
๐พ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐พ'๐ ๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐คทโโ๏ธ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐๐จ๐ง๐๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ๐ง๐ณ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ถ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฏ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ ! โยทห เผ *
๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ฝ !
โฅ ๐
๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐ป๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐บ๐๐ฝ ๐,๐๐๐,๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๏ผ
๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐กย ย ๐ณ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐
๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ ๐
๐๐
โโ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ
๐ซ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ณ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐ง๐ค๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ด๐ณ๐ค
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐ฟ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฃ๐จ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ฝ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ซ ๐ถ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐๐?
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐ฝ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ ๐ฟ๐พ๐บ๐ ๐๐พ ๐๐บ๐ ๐บ ๐๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ผ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐บ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ ๏ผ๐๐ฟ ๐๐พ๏ผ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ง๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฃ ๐ด๐ฏ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ค ๐ถ๐ง๐ค๐ญ ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฃ ๐ง๐ค ๐ง๐ ๐ต๐ค ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฅ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ง๐จ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ธ๐ซ๐ ???
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ผ๐บ๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๐พ ๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐บ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐
๐บ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐ ๐บ ๐๐
๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐บ๐๐๐บ ๐๐บ๐๐พ ๐บ ๐๐๐๐๐ป๐บ๐
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๐ฟ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐บ๐๐พ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐๐ฟ ๐๐๐พ'๐ ๐๐พ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐พ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ณ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ ๐ก ๐ง๐จ๐ฌ!!??
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐ฑ๐ค ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ธ๐ซ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐พ'๐ ๐ฝ๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐พ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ก ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ค๐ฌ ! โยทห เผ *
[#]ย ๐จ ๐๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐
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๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐บ๐๐๐พ๐!!! ๐ฒ๐๐บ๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐พ๐๐!
[#]ย ๐ช๐ ๐๐พ๐บ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐ ๐บ๐
๐
๐๐ ๐
เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฌ ! โยทห เผ *
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