Y/N followed her dreams to become a musician with her bestfriends at a young age. The dream lead her down many different paths, along with cross many different paths of other people in show business.
Living in Los Angeles, Y/N runs a multi-billion...
"Flavor of the month" is what they called me in today's headlines. Do they say those things to make people feel bad for being with someone like Sebastian? I know a great deal of the female population lusts after him daily, but do I really need to be called a FLAVOR? Tyler says I should be used to this by now, and maybe he is right. Either way, thanks for the pictures paps...I'm sure everyone wants to see my ass hanging out or me making out with Sebastian. I finally get why Seb hates the internet. It took an open marriage and Seb to show me the toxicity of the web.
On a positive note because why would I let the vultures get the best of me, the beach is definitely my new favorite place. I found a new love for the water. I enjoyed being on the boat. I never thought I would ever consider buying one, but after the past couple of days, I might have to look into it.
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I stared at my computer and then down at the tabloid in front of me. It greeted me this morning when I sat down at my desk, along with the headline, Hollywood Actor's Flavor of the Month. Why did reading that upset me more than the ones of Zac and me the week prior?
"Oh, Zac," I breathed out.
How the hell was he going to respond to this? Would he react like Sebastian? Then how was Sebastian going to react? He was a very private person. Being in the tabloids was not going to be the highlight of his day.
I observed the pictures of Sebastian and myself, grimacing at the sight of my ass just plastered on the front page. I did have to laugh a bit at the fact that Sebastian's gaze was glued to my posterior.
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"Naughty boy!" I mumbled, throwing the magazine to the corner of my desk.
I sighed, leaning into my chair, rubbing my temples, trying to will away the oncoming headache. All I wanted to do now was go home and spend the rest of the day with Josh.
"Y/N," Tyler called from the other side of my closed door, entering seconds later. "Oh, you are here."
I nodded, keeping my eyes closed. "I wish I would have stayed home."
