𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽 Sabrina Sterling ⇄ ◁◁ 𝚰𝚰 ▷▷ ↻ ⁰⁰'²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²'⁰⁸

"My boy hates what I write and when I get excited I could write a hit and somehow he still wouldn't like it, Could impress him but I'd lose like every part of me Take a shot for every time he said please get on top of me, My boy hates who I'm out with Says it's not allowed If I do this for me I know he'll tell his friends about it, Tongue is down my throat the second after falling out Take a shot for every time shut me up by making out"

"Do you like it?" She grinned, lifting the guitar strap over her head and placing it gently on the ground. She beamed as her three friends got up, praising her skills and talent. She thanked them, her smile dropping a little as she glanced at her boyfriend, Harry on the couch, scrolling on his phone. "Harry, did you like it?"

"Mm, was okay.." He mumbled, not looking up from his screen. She bit her lip, looking away and earning pitiful looks from her friends. She was used to this by now, he didnt care for her music or anything she was interested in.

"Yeah? Wrote it for you..." she mumbled, walking towards him.

"Oh, cool..." he put his hands on her hips after finally putting his phone down. He pulled her down, straddling his lap. "C'mere."

"Yeah, same with like all my other songs..." she chewed on her lio, watching as his eyes traced her body, she could tell he wasnt listening. "And i have a gig this weeknd, the country club asked me to play, i want you there..."

"I'll see if i can make it..." he muttered, half-listening. He leaned forward, gripping her hips harder as he started placing hot wet kisses down her jaw and neck. "Shhhh."

"It's really exciting and i might be able to release music properly soon." She grinned, her arms around his neck, one hand in his dirty blonde curls. "I want you to help me pi-"

He cut her off, pressing his lips to hers, forcefully kissing her to shut her up. "Shhush, baby..." he murmured against her mouth, his tongue exploring her mouth..