"Trouble, Troublemaker, yeah, that's your middle name. I know you're no good, but you're stuck in my brain."
-Troublemaker
Olly Murs ft. Flo Rida
HARRY'S POV
I roll out of bed, groaning. I take a minute to put some food in Jamie's bowl before making my way to the kitchen. This hotel may be nice, but the kitchens are tiny.
I grab an apple, biting into it when someone knocks on my door.
I go answer it, and Liam walks in.
"So?" I urge.
"Well, I went to talk to her, like you said," He explains. "But, somehow I feel like she didn't want to talk about you...."
"What makes you say that?" I ask.
"She was drunk, and tried to get me to have sex with her." He replies.
"Seriously?" I raise my eyebrows.
He nods in response.
"Well, did you?"
"No!"
"I probably would've...."
"Well, I have more control over my hormones than you."
"True." I agree. "What else did she say?"
"I asked her if she still had feelings for you, and she said no." Liam says.
"She just said 'no'?" I question.
"Well, she actually said 'fuck no' but I thought it would be easier to leave that out." He corrects his earlier statement.
"So she has no feelings for me whatsoever? None?" I ask.
"Nada." He reassures me.
"Then the feeling is mutual. Good." I sigh in relief, though somewhere in the back of my head, a little voice says, "You sure about that?"
ARIANA'S POV
I walk into the conference room with my shades on. I smile at the faces of Scooter's little lapdog, Angela, the two suckasses, Mark and Bridgette, and finally, the whore, Melinda.
Lapdog smiles back, suckasses remain neutral in expression, and whore grimaces.
"Any particular reason for the sunglasses?" Suckass #1 inquires.
"Just a sunglasses kind of day..." I lie. My head is pounding, and bright lights will be the death of me. Man, I had way too much to drink....
"Yeah, she's hungover. Ms. Grande. Care to explain why you gather us here today?" Whore questions.
"Yes. This Hariana idea will not work. I will not put myself in a situation like that ever again. It was traumatizing for me." I state, getting a sympathetic look from Lapdog.
"Please spare us this conversation." Suckass #1 dismisses me.
"Ms. Grande, we're very sorry what happened before, but it won't happen again." Suckass #2 says.
"I don't want your pity, or your empty promises." I say. "I want you to put an end to this dumbass fake relationship!"
"Ariana, we need you to calm down." Angela says softly.
"I don't think you guys really understand what I went through. Let me help you get it through your thick skulls. The man that I was in love with was only with me over some dumbass deal with you. He played me. He broke me, and I was left to pick up the pieces!" I tell them, faking a sob. God, I love being an actress.
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The Spaces Between Us | hariana | liriana
Fanfiction*credit to @secutegrxnde for the cover* (This story has been modified from its original version so that now it is a collection of books instead of being the first book in a series. The first book along with the rest of the books in the series will b...
