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ArianaGrande : I be saving my love for you 🤍 (Liked by macmiller, nayarivera and 6.9 million others)
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"Alright, we're here." My driver, Daniel, spoke, parking the car outside the building.
"Give me a minute." I mumbled as I was texting Pete on my phone.
He's been butt hurt ever since I kicked him out the apartment yesterday and broke up with him.
I realized that there really was no reason to be with him anymore other than the fact that he helped pay the bills.
But now I make my own money. And I'm doing way better without him.
I sighed and put my phone away in my purse.
"We're just waiting for the guards to clear them out." My security guard, Neil, said, putting the windows up.
There was loads of paparazzi surrounding the car along with a bunch of Sean and I's fans.
"Can we meet them?" I asked.
They all look like they've waited there for hours just to see us.
Poor babies.
"No ma'am. It's too dangerous."
I sighed and leaned back in Sean's arms.
Sean and I aren't exactly dating.
He's cute, yeah but I'm still hung over Billie.
She hasn't messaged me at all this past week.
Last article I read about her was that she was seen leaving her house with Paige.
Fucking Paige.
And dumb ass Billie.
I should put her ass on child support.
I haven't even told anyone that I'm pregnant yet.
It would be so hard to explain who the 'father' is.
But Sean has been a great friend to me.
We flirt from time to time, maybe a little kiss here and there.
We're actually here to work on a song for my new album which I want to call 'My Everything'.
But the song is called 'Best Mistake'. I wrote it when Billie had.... well, fired me.
Sean wrote his part as well so this worked out in my favor.
"Alright, we can head out." Finally.
~
Paige's POV
"Ms. O'Connell-"
"God for once in your life, Paige shut the fuck up." Ms. O'Connell huffed, pushing some of her green and black hair out of her face.
"Yes ma'am." I mumbled.
We both had just got done watching Ariana's new music video and um... she's a bit irritated.
I love Ariana.
She's such an incredible model but she lost a once in a lifetime opportunity to pursue some dumb singing career.
Her fault.
Ms. O'Connell's all mine now.
"Paige, you're fired." WHAT THE FUCK.
"I-I beg your pardon?" I stuttered in confusion.
"I said, you're. Fired. Take your shit and get out of my house. You speak on anything that happened between us I'll be sure my lawyers get in contact with you as well as make sure of it that you never get a job again, do I make myself clear?"
Oh, I'll be sure word gets out.
Don't worry.
"Fine. But know this.... Her pretty face isn't gonna last for long without all that plastic." I smirked.
Grabbing my over-sized hoodie, I put it on and left her house.
I remember Ariana talking about another intern that got fired.
What was her name again?
Ashley?
I'll go back to the office, get some numbers and pull some strings.
This is gonna go my way, whether she likes it or not.
Ms. O'Connell is mine and I'm gonna be the next top model.
That's a promise.
Ariana's POV
"Can we run the chorus back again? Just to hear what it would be like if we maybe.... like just throw a bunch of ad libs in there, maybe that's what we're missing." I mumbled, taking a sip of my caramel macchiato.
My producer, Key, added some ad libs to the chorus as I requested.
"Can we just like, thow a 'yuh' in there or something, I feel like something's missing." God, I should've hired another producer or something, this guy is ass.
"Ariana, there's a Billie O'Connell on the phone for you." My manager, scooter, walked in.
Oh, she wants to talk now?
Cute.
"Gimme." I took the phone from him, leaving the recording room for some privacy.
Okay, don't sound excited Ariana. Pretend you don't care.
I cleared my throat before speaking.
"Ariana Grande speaking, who's this?"
"Paige Niemann." The fuck does she want?
A/N : Guess who cut themselves againnnnnnnn🤪🤪
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