willow&isaiah ☯ i would sell my soul to know it all

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ft. willow & isaiah۰ first meeting

Isaiah was sitting on a bench, a notebook lying on the table in front of him. With a pen in his hand, he was scribbling. It wasn’t something important neither was it interesting. He just had some things on his mind that he had to lay down on paper. As he put his pen down and look up, he saw Willow in the distance. Suddenly he became nervous. He knew he had to talk to her. He knew that if he didn’t get up and just initiated a conversation, he would never do it. He was usually outgoing and was the kind of guy to talk to pretty much everyone but with her, it was a totally different situation. How do you tell someone that you’re related to them? He couldn’t just do it bluntly. Without an answer to his question, he just stayed there and stared at her, trying to muster the courage to get up, walk to her and just tell her hi. It was simple, right but it was easier said than done.

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A lot of things were messed up for the moment in your life. When you came back from Spring Break, you discovered a girl that had the exact same music then the one your mother had written for you in that music box. You couldn’t believe it. All your family was dead, that’s what your adoptive father had told you and you believed him. He was your role model, the one person you adore and inspired you the most. You didn’t know what to think anymore, you were lost. There was also Gwen, with whom you had broken up because you needed to live, to breathe, but now you realised you needed her, just for support. Strolling through the yard of Harvard, you had just came back from the cruise with your house. It was nice to be out of the university for a while. It allowed you to get some clear thoughts in your head. It was sunning outside, and you could feel the spring finally blooming along the approaching summer. Talking to a few friends from your course, you could feel eyes on you. You turned around and saw that guy full of tattoos, just like you. It wasn’t the first time you caught him staring at you. You didn’t know why and it was starting to annoy you. Excusing yourself, you decided to go ahead to see this guy. “You got a problem?” You strolled at him. You hated people that stared. Yes you were a famous person, yes your father is Paul McCartney but no need to be rude or anything.

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tides will bring me back to you.

ft. willow & isaiah۰ first meeting

No matter how hard he tried to be subtle, it failed. Even if he managed not to be seen by anyone whenever he attended a gathering, it seemed that he couldn’t do it this time. As he got caught staring, Isaiah turned his head, breaking the eye contact that Willow and him made for a split second, and looked down, slightly ashamed. He’s always been told that it wasn’t a thing to do to stare at people, yet he was doing it, forgetting his good manners. Even if he expected her to come over and confront him, he still got a bit surprised when she spoke. A little smile that he tried to hide danced on his lips as the sound of the woman’s voice reached his ears. When he was younger, he tried to picture what she’d look like but never thought about the sound of her voice. “I uh… “ He stuttered, at loss for words, before looking up again at the young lady who was standing in front of him. “You just… you look familiar.” He finally said, not sure at all that this poor excuse would convince her. That was a shitty excuse to being caught staring at someone but he didn’t know what to say. It was as if all the plans he has made in his head, all the conversations he imagined over the past weeks had left his mind. He has pictured himself talking to her so many times but never thought of that scenario. "Have we met before?" He asked, to make his lie more believable.

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