Once More, With Feeling (Lady Gaga oneshots)

You Can Be My Little Secret (p.1)

You let out a small sigh, your eyes drifting to the floor, not caring about the bullshit explanation your sister had now. "But I don't have time to go to this event, but everyone is ex-" you cut her off, "Stefani, just ask me to stand in."

She looked at you in relief, a small smile making its way onto her lips  identical to yours. "Can you stand in for me?" You just nodded your head, too fixated on the banquet of food she had prepared for your arrival.

"Thank you so much, Twin!" Her arms flew around you, squeezing you to a strangling amount.

You and Stefani were identical twins, the same hair, eyes, skin, lips, nose, teeth, tiny waist, voice. Everything. The only difference seemed to be the fact you were a Pointe ballerina, your feet looked different. Stefani was Lady Gaga, she would use you to pose as her in public event she couldn't make it too, or didn't want to go too; and it fooled everyone, everytime.

"So, you'll be going to the UK premiere of A Star Is Born,  you'll be wearing a dress from Alexander McQueen twenty-thirteen-fourteen fall/winter collection. The shoulders have been removed, and the sleeves modified shorter. The head price has been taken off, but the ruffled neck piece is still there. You'll be wearing white platform heels, four inches, in your size, three youth. It will be in London on September twenty-seventh. I'll get my jet to fly you out, and I'll put you up at one of the top hotels' penthouse, and you'll be given security and my Black Card." She paused, watching you intently, "How does that sound?"

You nodded your head once more, "that's fine. How long will I be in London?" A chocolate covered croissant caught your eyes, it was warm and fresh, melting on your tongue as you nibbled on it. "About three and a half days. You'll be using my name again, you'll be Stefani for a while."

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Your phone vibrated on the wooden table, the words "Stefaniiiiiii the TWIN!" Illuminating your screen. "Hey Twin, are you all ready to go?" Stefani was always straight to the point. "Yeah, everything is packed and good, all ready to fly to London." An exited giggle came throughthe line, "ok good! I'm right outside your door now!" A quick knocking reaping through thr large house.

"Ok, see you in a minute." You hung up, grabbing your bags, heading downstairs towards the front door. "Hey Stef." Your voice making her smile glow bright. "HI Twin, come on, let me take those bags." Stefani took your bags right into her hands, walking to the large black SUV.

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"Hey y/n. How was the flight?" Stefani's voice sounded eager, the voice you had been all to familiar with while doing these "stand-in's" for her. "It was good, able to get some needed sleep for a couple hours. First time in a while food didn't make me terribly nauseous." A small sigh escaped her on the other end.

"That's good, I've been worried about you. Barley able to eat, barley able to look at food. But I'm so glad your doing better. And, since you have my card, I want you to go to a nice restaurant and order a expensive ass bottle of wine and your favorite dish. Ok." She told you, non negotiable.

"Yes ma'am. I'll make sure I g- oh, Bradley. Hi!" Your conversation with Stefani was cut short, the man known as Bradley Cooper (or Stefani's alleged lover) had come to pick you up. Bringing his luxurious black Rolls Royce Phantom to do so. "Bye Stef."

"Hey Stef, you look beautiful. As always." He took your tiny hand within his, kissing the soft knuckles, caressing your palm with his thumb. "Quite the gentleman today, are we." You said, a smirk planted onto your plump lips.

You had learned to acted exactly like Stefani. Knowing how to talk, sound, walk, sing, laugh, impress, and sleep like her. You had met Bradley before, being mistaken for Stefani, earning quite embarrassment from both sides.

"Only for you, love." He let your hand down, tracing up your arm, "let me take your bags for you." His hand disappeared from your arm, picking up your bags in one swift motion.

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The hotel was magnificent, beautiful marble floors and walls, decorated with huge chandeliers and beautiful furniture everywhere. You had been booked in the hotels largest room, right across from Bradley's room. How wonderful. "Oh, Bradley, I can take my bags from here." He wouldn't let your carry your bags, "what gentleman would I be for you if I made you carry your bags?" It was no use.

"Ok, come in." You opened the door for the two of you, Bradley close behind you. Dropping your bags, so quietly you had been unaware, his arms wrapped around your waist. Holding you close, your back pressed against his chest. "Bradley-"

He shushed you, his hand traveling to the swell of your left breast, squeezing it lightly within his hands. "Br-" he shushed you once more, his lips attracting to the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving lovebirds. "The collar on the dress will hide those." A smirk played on his lips.

His hand had begun to travel from your breast to the waistband of your tight Gucci jeans, his fingers playing with the buttons. His other hand going down to squeeze your plump ass. "I love you. I love you so much Stefani Joanne. You have no idea.

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I am planning a part 2 for this imagine, so sit tight.

Love u lots.