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"So I will keep you day and night, here until the day I die
I'll be living one life for the two of us
I will be the best of me, always keep you next to me
I'll be living one life for the two of us
Even when I'm on my own, I know I won't be alone
Tattooed on my heart are the words of your favourite song
I know you'll be looking down, swear I'm gonna make you proud
I'll be living one life for the two of us"

L O U I S T O M M L I N S O N

T W O O F U S

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P.O.V Rose Elizabeth Loras

"This meetings are always so boring" Julia sighed while applying her mascara in front of the bathroom mirror, "They arrange meetings suspiciously and they act all mysterious, but really they talk about boring business. I mean, a woman gets all excited to hear what they're talking about and ends up disappointed and bored" she finished applying her mascara and blinked a few times to check if it was okay.

Honestly, she looked perfect. Julia was beyond gorgeous, with her beautiful perfectly treated chocolate brown skin, her short dark hair and her long dark lashes that made her look powerful. I was jealous of her, really! I would like to look as powerful and supreme as her.

And that movement I realized that it was needed to have the looks of a "badass" girl in order to look powerful. I mean, Julia's face almost screamed "you're going down", while mine whispered "I'm a twelve years old little girl afraid of the dark". I swear this is real thing. I just can't change my face, unless I wear tones of makeup and even that way it would look like I stole my mother's makeup.

Maybe I should give up on changing - and I mean growing - because I'll forever look like a girl and when I'm older and wrinkly I'll look like a sweet grandma, not the cool grandma.

"Is this your first meeting?" Julia asked, closing her lipstick and interrupting my thoughts.

I nodded my head with a small smile, "Yes, it is. But I do share your opinion and it's only the first meeting I'm attending. It's quite boring."

She raised her eyebrows, "You're here with Harry freakin Styles, how could that be boring? I would love to be accompany him," she admitted leaving the bathroom and I followed her, smiling, "I've accompanied him a few times before... in my fucking dreams. They were extremely realistic, though." I laughed.

Too me it seems so strange to dream about being with Harry, because I grew up with him and he's like my brother, not a famous billionaire. God, it's so hard to believe that he's famous. When he was younger he hated to have too much attention from people he wasn't comfortable with and he absolutely hated pictures. Seriously, when someone wanted to take a picture of him he would always hide or curse. But now he's famous and appears on the magazines and TV almost every week.

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