(Don't read if your sensitive to abusive behavior)
"Wait wait wait, so your telling me THEE hot rock star girl from 2 nights ago asked you to go on tour with her? YOU?!" Lisa sporadically shifts eye contact between me in the road.
"Did you not here a single thing I just told you?"
"Uh yeah! Your going on tour with the hottest person I've ever seen in my life!"
"I don't know Lisa, I'm really worried about her. That man had a lot of control over her you know? I just don't wanna end up in a bad place."
She calms down a bit. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity Y/n. Your 18 and you just got asked to join a hot fucking rockstar on tour. She was probably just in a rush for an event she had to go to. I'll be damned if I let you pass up that opportunity."
I give her a sad smile. "I'll be gone for like 3 months, are you sure you won't miss me too much?"
"Bitch hell no, if anything we'll be seeing more of each other. I'll be calling you every day during all the shows- I just won't call at night in case I'm interrupting you two hooking up.." I playfully slap her shoulder.
"Lisa! She just asked me to be her wardrobe girl. That's it." She scoffs.
"Oh my god how oblivious are you?! Your outfit was pretty boring that night no offense but she decides to give YOU a stylist job?! Your pretty y/n, you got that pretty privilege. I don't know why you deny it."
"I am like the total opposite of her though. She would want someone a little more edgy I think."
"Maybe she's into good girls. I mean you look like a total virgin and your falling for the hottest chick magnet in all of New York soooo."
"God Lisa you give me a headache." She let's out a dramatic laugh but then abruptly gasps.
"Oh my god! We have to go shopping for a whole new edgy look for you! We need months worth of clothes!" She grabs my arm out of excitement.
"I'm just convinced you just like spending my money."
"Girl your gonna be rich in a couple weeks. I expect a new car by the way. I bought your ticket to that show."
I roll my eyes. "Yeah yeah."
"By the way I'm gonna tell my parents tonight. You know...about the whole tour thing."
"Oh my god yeah. How do you think they'll react?" She looks over at me concerned.
"I don't know, hopefully well."
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"You did what?!" My dads yells echoes through the house.
"Please can every one just calm down?!" My mom buts in.
"Dad I just wanted some extra money. I wasn't expecting to go travel anywhere but this is a crazy big opportunity.
"That girl is trouble y/n! She's been arrested for drugs y/n, DRUGS!"
"That was back when weed wasn't legal dad. It's not like a real drug." He stares at me with disbelief. I feel my stomach clench with every passing second. My mom is sitting on the couch with her head in her hands.
"I can't believe you y/n. Girls like that only care about sex, money and alcohol. I'm not gonna have you fall into that. I care about you." He looks worried.
"Well I don't even have it set in stone yet. I barely know any details so let's not get all worried okay??"
"You she said you go the job right?" I've never heard my dad sound so disappointed.
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My Rockstar Girlfriend (Jenniex Female reader)
Romantizm(Heavy drug use, alcoholism, swearing and self harm mentions. Triggers for toxic masculine relationships, underage sexual relationships mentioned and depression allusions. This story gets dark at times) She was a rock star of some sort. You weren't...
