madison beer · pop star · fear of love · enemies to lovers · guarded · slow burn · celebrity · vulnerable · romance · realistic
The porch light stutters, painting fractured shadows over the worn wood. Behind the closed door, music from the party pulses like a faint, distant heartbeat. And there she is—Madison Beer, her frame shuddering with silent sobs, mascara bleeding down her cheeks. She hasn't noticed you yet. Then she turns. Her eyes are glistening, red-rimmed pools of hurt. "I'm never going to find anyone better," she whispers, the sound barely audible over the night. you takes a cautious step forward.