One x One The Heart Wants What It Wants (w/Little)

[Entropy]

Amelia Renae Krenshaw

BASICS

Name:
Amelia Renae Krenshaw
Nichnames:
// Mia // Lia // Millie // Anything but Amy //
Age:
Twenty-One
Birthday / Zodiac:
November 19, 1995 / Scorpio
Sexual Orienttion:
Bisexual
Stage Name:
Millie Rae
Height:
5'7''
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GROWING UP

Elizabeth Renae Duress fell in love with her Psychology Professor, Daniel Krenshaw, during her first year of Ivy League College when Elizabeth was nineteen and Daniel was twenty years her senior. Elizabeth was a feisty independent girl who, when she fell pregnant with Amelia, refused to be the one to suffer and lose her schooling, therefore Daniel transferred to a lesser known University so that the two could raise their daughter together without hiding.

Elizabeth tried her best to instill fire and strong will in Amelia, but despite her best efforts Mia ended up with more of her fathers personality traits which included: awkward and painfully anti-social with a dash of kind and gentle. She spoke softly when you did manage to get her to speak, and spent most of her time either hiding behind her father, or Elizabeth's best friends little boy and the only person she was comfortable around, *Insert Name Here*.

Socially, Mia did poorly and it worried her parents. Her classmate's often mistook her for mute due to her lack of social skills. She preferred the company of her fathers old records and the pages of books over people at school, who only cared about relationships and popularity. It was during this lonely time that her father bought her a learner's guitar and lessons, which she obviously wouldn't attend if her other half wasn't able to join. Together they learned how to make the kind of music they had been obsessing over their entire lives, and Mia experienced a passion for something for the first time.

Amelia did well academically and spent her free time studying, but that was only if the boy practically tied at her hip was busy and couldn't entertain her instead. The two were inseparable, and it gave their mothers high hopes that they might tie the knot and make the two families one. Amelia's life revolved around him until music came around, and even then he was a part of it.

ET TU, BRUTE?

Mia Krenshaw at 16 years old​

When the confetti blasted out of cannons, raining down on their heads on the stage of American Voice, Amelia thought her dreams had come true. She lived in bliss for several days before the bad news reached her: her partner had taken a solo deal and was leaving her behind. Mia took it hard, returning to their hometown and hiding away in her bed for weeks, heartbroken and lonely. She cried all the tears her body would allow, and when she ran out of them she came out of the blankets a new person.

Mia finally understood why the record label hadn't wanted her. After days of sobbing about it, everything finally clicked. She was talented but bland. Her personality was soft and meek and- well, forgettable. And that's the day she decided to change everything. Her frizzy locks the color of hay became an edgy jet black mane and her winnings from American Voice went towards a new wardrobe and a ton of expensive makeup as well as a permanent move to Los Angeles at just seventeen years old. She shed her childhood name and re-branded herself 'Millie'. She worked on her social skills and losing her baby fat. She started two more youtube channels totaling in: a music channel, a beauty guru channel, and vlogs to tell her story. The most successful decision she made, though, was clubbing. Through partying at all of the popular bars her social circle grew larger every night. She grew from hanging out with other youtubers, to models, and eventually to B list celebrities.

Millie took on an entire new persona crafted mainly by finally embracing what her mother had tried so desperately to teach her about feminism and being strong. She used her intelligence to be quick witted and sarcastic, a favorite among her sophisticated peers, and her love life blossomed into something worthy of gossip blogs. And then it did. Millie was certain that after the betrayal she would never let anyone in as close as her childhood friend had been so her relationships were fun and short until Denver Bale came along.

Denver was the kind of celebrity you should know better than to mess around with. He was Hollywood's most sought after actor, a sleazy bachelor in denim jackets that drove a motorcycle and wore dark sunglasses pretty much everywhere. The list of beautiful women he had broken was long and intimidating and very public, so when he set his sights on Millie one fortunate night, she devised a plan that would eventually take her straight to the top. Their relationship was passionate and fleeting. They took private jets to sexy vacations and posed for paparazzi everywhere they went. Despite it all being a game, Millie was happy. Her Instagram featured cute pictures of the two of them and people all over the world were rooting for their love just as she had planned. She became a household name and a sex symbol in a matter of four months and when her future seemed bright, she pulled the plug on Denver and additionally became the first woman to ever break his heart instead.

NOW

It has now been two months since the "Denvillie" break-up and the gossip media is less surprised now. Millie got her interview exclusives and opportunity to use the break up to its fullest. She made enough money off of the publicity alone to hire a professional manager and she's well on her way to the top. Thoughts of her old friendship have been all but banished from her memory because she doesn't prefer to look back on the days when she wasn't powerful and in control of her own life.

Now several record labels have offers to give her, and after much contemplation, she has chosen the same company that turned her down once before because her hard feelings are not towards them, just the man that betrayed her. They promise to do the most for her and make a verbal agreement to keep him away from her, but that plan quickly fails when they're in the same room on accident and the tension and chemistry still prevalent between the two of them despite her heavy dislike towards him, catches the producers attention and gives everyone the terrible idea of a reunion.

INTERESTS

Likes:​

Record Players
Bad Boys
Good GIrls
Bars
Pink Floyd
Selfie's
Reading
Green Tea
Moonlight
Make-Up

Dislikes:​

Bluegrass Music
The Kardashians
Embarrassment
Losing
Movies
Cooking
Small Dogs
Immaturity
Grape Flavored Treats
Secrets

 

[Little]

Basics

Name: Chase Brandon Waters
Nickname(s): N/A
Age: Twenty-two
Birthday: July 10th
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Stage Name: Chase B. W.
Height: 5'9"

Growing Up

Laila had come into the world alone, and she would go on with her life alone. She never had anyone to turn to growing up, no one to guide her on this lonely walk, this aimless journey to somewhere better where the grass is green, the sky blue. It wasn’t any different when Laila fell unexpectedly pregnant with a stranger’s child at twenty years old, just two short years away from graduating college, just two short years away from when her life would really start and her music career would take off and soar with the stars, where she was supposed to be. Where she belonged. Everything she had dreamed of, gone. The window closed, and she ended up just another washed up dreamer with nowhere to go. She despaired and mourned for this lost future, for her lost future, for her lost dream. And then, just like she had always done, she got back up, wiped the dust off, and picked up the pieces. Laila dropped out of college because the debt was becoming too much, and got a full-time job that had free day care services for employees. She met her best friend for life somewhere along the way, and gave birth to a beautiful baby boy.

Her beautiful baby boy. The nine months that she had carried him, she told herself that she wouldn’t get attached. She wouldn’t name him, wouldn’t talk to him because that would only be harder. She would give him up to a couple that would love him, that would be able to care for him the way she never could. But when those eyes of his looked up at her, she knew. She knew she couldn’t give up this innocent baby boy, and leave him wondering why he hadn’t been wanted for the rest of his lonely life. Like she had. She couldn’t do it to him, so in one full swoop, she decided to keep him. She decided to keep her Chase, her baby boy whom she loved more than herself. Loved more than anything she’s ever known. And the first few years hadn’t been easy, full of nights trying to figure out how the actual hell to change a diaper, full of days wanting to collapse from a combined exhaustion of work and being a single mother. But she changed her life around for him, for a baby boy that could wrap his little hand around her little finger, and make her feel a warmth and love she had never felt before. Because he was her family she had spent her days longing for, aching for. He was her family, and that was all she would ever need.

Growing up had been lonely for him with his mother always gone. A small part of Chase, a part so small he wasn’t even sure of it himself then, resented her for not being there for him. He resented his mother for leaving him so painfully alone for days. He resented his mother for making him eat alone in the mornings and evenings, pretending that the other end of the table wasn’t empty, pretending that he wasn’t alone. Chase would run around the house flipping on all the light switches and turning on the radio and TV so the house wouldn’t be silent anymore, but it was always empty. So empty without the warmth of his mother’s smile, without his mother’s bubbly laugh that would end in cute snorts that would make her laugh only the harder. But part of him would always love her, even if she had to leave him again and again for another late shift, another meeting. Later he would love her, too, for leaving because it forced him to try the unthinkable out of boredom, out of curiosity. It was what had gotten him into music at first. Because he was alone, and because he had nothing and no one around, he would sneak into the attic where he found her guitar. Where he would teach himself how to play using her old notes, her old songs.

It was in the attic where he fell in love with music.

Chase hadn’t told her about any of it at first, afraid if he did that he would only upset her. It would only hurt Laila if she knew he could sing, he could play because she would be reminded of what could have been for her, of what she could have done if he hadn’t come along. If she had just given him up like she’d told herself a thousand times in those nine months. So, afraid, he would hide the songs he wrote under his bed, and carry on pretending that he couldn’t sing, that he couldn’t play.

It was only with Amelia that he could sing, that he could be himself. It was only with her that he could be in love with music, and music in love with him.

Leaving It All Behind

Without music, there would be nothing.

It was what Chase had told himself to quiet the guilt threatening to drown him at sixteen. Because just at sixteen, he and Amelia had done the impossible. They had beat the odds, and came out on top of the world with their every wish, their every dream now within their grasp.

Or, as it had been, his grasp. They hadn’t wanted Amelia and Chase. They had wanted him, and only him. He had begged for them to take them both; he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if they didn’t. He wouldn’t be able to live this dream knowing she couldn’t be there by his side, so for weeks he refused. And for weeks, they insisted that he didn’t need her. That she would only be a distraction. That she would only slow him down until they were forgotten names in the winner handbook, just like the rest. They told him that this was his chance to make a name for himself. His only chance. A closing window, as his mother would have called it. A window he could try to pull open, a window he could try to break through, but a window that would lock him in some miserable life he wasn’t meant to have. Just like his mother had been. In the weeks the offer stood, she had been the one to break through to him. She had been the one to remind him that if he didn’t seize what was his, someone else would. And he would be stuck living a life he didn’t want to live, grasping for the moon that was just out of reach, just too far.

So, reluctantly, he had taken the deal. Knowing what it meant, what it would mean for him and Amelia. He had taken it because he was afraid. Afraid that he would end up just like his mother, a washed up dreamer alone in the world with nothing but withered dreams to her name, and a hope that her son would be the one to do what she hadn’t been able to.

And he left everything he knew and loved, behind. Chase looked to the sky, to the future with guilt wrenching his gut and doubts plaguing his mind, and moved forward. He didn’t look back. He never did because it would hurt too much. He convinced himself that it would be easier for Amelia if she never knew, if they never said goodbye. She would move on, he knew. She would move on and maybe make a name for herself, too. And maybe, just maybe, one day they would meet again.

And Now?

After years in the spotlight, years living the life he had thought he had always wanted, Chase is tired. He’s burning out, and he’s afraid that this show he’s putting on, this show he’s living will all come crashing down, leaving him with nothing and no one. He’s afraid that he was never meant for this life after all, that it was all just one big mistake. Most days, most shows, he doesn’t feel like himself. He’s just going through the motions, no longer living in a world where the concerts and tours and road trips glimmered with excitement, with adventure, with hope. Because now everything blurred together in one rush that left his head spinning. That left him wanting to go home, to be done with it all.

Until he saw her for the first time in years. By chance, by luck, by fate.