Dans POV
Opening my eyes to the rainy streets, I sat in despair of what my life was coming to. All I seem to do is go out with the boys, get gnarly drunk, and do shows. Now don't get me wrong, music has been my life for a long time. It's all I know. I love performing my music to the thousands. But I still feel empty at times. Maybe it's this weather that fucks with me I don't know. I get out of bed and look in the mirror. "Dan you look awful" I mutter to myself as I run my hands through my greasy hair. I should probably shower.
Ashley's POV
Little cat feet wake me up by walking on my face. "Beans stop it", I say to her. She stares at me like I just ate her offspring. I look outside the window of my new flat in London. I absolutely love this weather. I got tired of the LA sun. I needed some depth in my life, for some reason rainy days feel so optimistic to me. The smell, the feel. All of it. Besides today was gonna be a good day. I was invited to a party where a lot of different kinds of musicians were gonna be. This is my shot to get my name out there so I could make a name for myself. You see I go by the stage name Halsey, it's an anagram of my name. I've done little shows here and there, but since my cousin lives out here, I figured I would move here for the opportunity.
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Glory: A Halsey and Bastille (dan smith) Fanfic
FanfictionAshley frangipane is new to the music scene. Shes an independent girl with big dreams. Dan has been apart of his band for quite sometime. Dealing with his own demons, Ashley and dans paths cross.
