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เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

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เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐›๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ !

โ™ฅ ๐—…๐—‚๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐—’ ๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐Ÿ,๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•,๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ— ๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—Œ๏ผŽ
๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐›๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐กย ย  ๐–ณ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—„ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‰๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—๐—Ž๐—‡๐—‚๐—๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—‰๐—๐—ˆ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ @๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—†!!!

โ”โ” ๐ฏ๐ข๐ž๐ฐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ


๐ฃ๐จ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ง๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐šย ย  ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—…๐–ฝ ๐Ÿฅถ
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
ย ย  โคฟย ย  ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐›๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐กย ย  ๐Ÿ˜Ž
ย ย  ๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ณ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ซย ย  ๐–พ๐— ๐—๐—ˆ๐—†
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
ย ย  โคฟย ย  ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐œ๐ก๐š๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซย ย  ๐–พ๐— ๐—๐—ˆ๐—†
ย ย  ๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
ย ย  โคฟย ย  ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐›๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐กย ย  ๐–ฝ๐—‚๐–พ
ย ย  ๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐žย ย  ๐–ฌ๐–ธ ๐–ฌ๐– ๐–ญ ๐–ฌ๐–ธ ๐–ฌ๐– ๐–ญ ๐–ฌ๐–ธ ๐–ฌ๐– ๐–ญ ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
ย ย  โคฟย ย  ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐›๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐กย ย  ๐–ธ๐–ฎ๐–ด๐–ฑ๐–ฒ โค๏ธ
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  ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—‰๐—๐—ˆ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐— ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–พ ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย ย  ๐–ณ๐–ฎ๐–ฌ ๐–ช๐–จ๐–ค๐–ฑ ๐–ก๐–ซ๐–ธ๐–ณ๐–ง ๐–ด ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ค ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐–ฒ๐–ค๐–ท๐–ธ ๐– ๐–ฒ๐–ฒ ๐–ฌ๐– ๐–ญ
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย ย  ๐—๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐—…๐—’๐—…๐–บ ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย ย  ๐—ƒ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐— ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ ๐Ÿ˜”
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย ย  ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–จ๐–ฑ๐–ฃ ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐–ง๐– ๐–ฒ ๐–ฌ๐–ค ๐–ฎ๐–ญ ๐–ฌ๐–ธ ๐–ช๐–ญ๐–ค๐–ค๐–ฒ
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  ๐–ญ๐–ฎ ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ซ๐– ๐–ฒ๐–ณ ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐–ซ๐–จ๐–ช๐–ค ๐–ง๐–จ๐–ฒ ๐–ค๐–ธ๐–ค๐–ฒ ๐–ฎ๐–ฌ๐–ฆ
ย ย  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  ๐—‚๐—๐—Œ ๐–ผ๐—…๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—…๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‹๐—Œ๐— ๐—‰๐—‚๐–ผ ๐—๐—๐–บ๐—๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐— ๐Ÿคญ
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  ๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐–บ ๐—๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—‰๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—†๐–พ ๐Ÿ˜˜
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ ๐กย ย  ๐Ÿ˜
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย ย  ๐—‚ ๐—‡๐–พ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—†๐–บ๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ฝ
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’


๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐žย ย  ๐–ง๐–พ'๐—Œ ๐—…๐—‚๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐—‚๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—€๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ
๐Ÿฃ๐—๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—€๐—ˆย ย  ๐—‹๐–พ๐—‰๐—…๐—’
























เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐‹๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ! โ‹†ยทหš เผ˜ *

"๐‡๐Ž๐๐„๐˜, ๐ˆ'๐Œ ๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐„!" ๐“๐Ž๐Œ exclaimed, entering the apartment that Lyla had made him call his too. Mostly because he was always at hers more than his own. When Tom heard no reply back, a frown sat on his face.

The Birmingham boy walked around the apartment, in search of his girlfriend and constantly calling out for her. Then, the boy realised his girl would be in her music room. Explains why she also can't hear him.

Tom arrived to the music room, and slowly opened the room door. When the door was wide open, the British boy was met with his girlfriend, facing towards him as she played something on her piano.

Tom already felt himself captivated when it came to listening to her singing voice. She was just amazing. He loved it. He also loved her.ย  The Birmingham boy payed attention to the words that sang out of her mouth, finding himself smiling and blushing. It was all about ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐˜๐ž๐š๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ.

โ ๐–ณ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ'๐—Œ ๐—€๐—…๐—‚๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ฟ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐–ฟ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—’
๐–ฆ๐—‚๐—‹๐—…๐—Œ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‹๐—‹๐—’๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‚๐—‹ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—๐—‡ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐–ป๐–ป๐—’
๐–ข๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—…๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—‘ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ฏ๐—ˆ๐—…๐–บ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–ฝ๐—๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐–ฝ ๐–ฟ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐—‹
๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—†๐–พ, ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—†๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–พ
๐–ฃ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Œ๐— ๐—‰๐–บ๐—€๐–พ
๐–ก๐—Ž๐— ๐–จ ๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–ฝ, ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—‚๐—'๐—Œ ๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€, ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐–พ'๐—‹๐–พ ๐—†๐–บ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—†๐—‚๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ๐—Œ
๐–จ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—†๐—‚๐–ฝ๐—‡๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—๐—Œ
๐–ก๐—Ž๐— ๐–จ'๐—…๐—… ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—…๐–พ๐–บ๐—‡๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—Ž๐—‰ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐–ญ๐–พ๐— ๐–ธ๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐–บ๐—’
๐–ง๐—ˆ๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐–พ๐—†๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‚๐–พ๐—Œ
๐–ณ๐—๐–พ๐—’ ๐—๐—‚๐—…๐—… ๐—๐—ˆ๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž
๐–ฏ๐—…๐–พ๐–บ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—‡'๐— ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—†๐–พ ๐–บ ๐—Œ๐—๐—‹๐–บ๐—‡๐—€๐–พ๐—‹
๐–ถ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐–พ ๐—…๐–บ๐—Ž๐—€๐— ๐–จ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—€๐—‡๐—‚๐—“๐–พ ๐–บ๐—‡๐—’๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ โž

When the blonde singer pressed the last key on her piano, Tom let out an applause, surprising Lyla. The girl turned her head around, a smile on her lips as she made eye contact with her boyfriend's blue eyes.

"How long have you been standing there for?" Lyla blushed, standing up. Tom slowly strolled towards the blonde girl.

"Not for long." He shrugged, standing in front of his girlfriend. Tom leaned down and pecked her lips, feeling Lyla smile even harder. When he pulled back, he pulled a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. "I love the song." He proudly said.

"Thank you. It means a lot." Lyla responded back, hugging Tom. A second after, she pulled away from him. "Oh, also, my manager reached out to Ed Sheeran and Future to ask if they wanted to collaborate for Endgame, and they agreed. We're all meeting at the studio in three days." The American girl informed her boyfriend.

"That's amazing!" Tom smiled, until he paused. "In three days I have to do another photoshoot. They wanted to interview me to and talk about the recent events in my life and the making of The Ballad Of Songbirds and Snakes." Tom shared, making Lyla nod.

The blonde girl wanted her boyfriend to come with her to the studio, but she knew he had to do this. Honestly, she didn't mind. Lyla was happy Tom was receiving more recognition because he truly is amazing. She also knew it meant questions about their relationships.

Tom noticed the tension on her face and immediately relaxed her with a kiss on her lips. "I promise I won't say anything that will make you feel uncomfortable. I'll just say how much I love you and how much I respect you, and all." Tom carefully explained.

Lyla nodded, leaning her head on Tom's chest and closing her eyes. "I love you." The girl mumbled.

Tom smiled, leaning his chin on her forehead and cuddling her closer towards his body. "I love you more." Tom softly replied.

As Tom glanced down at Lyla, he was happy to be here with her now. He never wanted Lyla to become a stranger whose laugh he could recognise anywhere. Tom would forever hold onto these little memories.





































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