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{y/n} doesnโt even like Jude Callowayโs music. She only ends up barricade at his sold-out concert because her best friends drag her thereโand somehow, out of thousands of screaming fans, Jude chooses the one girl who isnโt reaching for him. He hands her his microphone, sings inches from her face, puts a hand around her waistโฆ then goes back onstage and keeps fucking looking at her. It shouldโve been fifteen seconds of concert footage. Then they meet again after the show. And Jude discovers his mysterious barricade girl doesnโt know half his songs. Unfortunately for {y/n}, he finds that fucking hilarious. One number exchange turns into texts, dates, tour-bus calls and a relationship neither of them expectedโwhile fame, distance, millions of watching fans and one best friendโs increasingly bitter jealousy start making things considerably more complicated. The first time Jude sang those lyrics to {y/n}, she was a stranger. Maybe one day, heโll actually mean them.
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