abrams?! (01)

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"So the label says for your opener to the tour we have to hire this indie artist that's like, not on the best terms with you." stated Olivia's trusted assistant, Jesse, in his valley girl-ish accent
while nervously toying with his fingers.

"So ...what's their name then Jesse?" Said Olivia as her eyes drifted from her work to the boy, and her eyebrows furrowed. This somhow made the boy seem more panicked for his impending doom but Olivia didnt really care because at this point she was sick of his shit mostly because he'd try to get out of telling her stuff she didnt want to hear often.

"Okay, but like, don't completely hate me for this, but it's Gracie... Abrams." He stammered, trying to avoid eye contact with the brunette,

"Gracie Abrams? Are you kidding me? you know how my boyfriend's family feels about the Abrams." Olivia Criticized though still seeming relatively sincere yet she still put a hand over her face in frustration. Her heart was beating out of her chest in anticipation of what was to come later that day when she had to break the news to her boyfriend.

"I'm sorry, but the label made me. What did she even do to them anyway?" He asked, still confused as to why his boss hated someone she'd never even met.

" Well, i don't really know what they did,  but it's commonly known that their families hate each other with a passion. Something about their parents' early careers and money issues, either way, I'm sure Cameron's family had a good reason to hate them, all i know is that her parents aren't good people, and its most likely she isn't either, " Olivia replied brightly, her tone filled with sarcasm

" Well, whatever the circumstances, there's no changing it now because we've already paid her." Jesse said in a smug tone, walking away from the conflicted

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Olivia's door slammed against her wall as her best friend Conan busts in, yet Olivia is unfazed due to Conan obviously doing this on a regular basis. She casually says "hi" whilst glued to her phone, trying to find a way out of Gracie going on tour with her while trying to balencr  avoiding her boyfriend at all costs until she gets this situation sorted out.

"Hey girl." Grinned Conan looking through Olivia's collection of vinyls "who the hell are you texting when your favorite person is here" he continued pausing to give her a brightly sarcastic smile in her direction, settling on the red Taylor's version vinyl and getting up to sit next to his fellow singer- songwriter on the bed.

"I'm just kinda stressed." She answered the older boys first comment.

"Oh my god, bitch why?" Conan glared knowing this is because of her boyfriend somehow, recently everything was which was never a good sign.

"Well, you know how my upcoming tour needs an opener." she muttered." I don't like where this is going." Cone said, giving her the biggest nervous side eye.

"Well, my manager highered Gracie Abrams without telling me, and now I'm stuck on an entire tour with someone who's my borderline enemy." rambled liv

"Good luck, kiddo." sighed Conan leaning  back in his chair.

"I'm going need that luck- also Fuck you it's a one year age difference so dont call me kiddo." she snapped putting on a sarcastic innocent smile to show.

"One year makes all the difference," he smirked, getting up for a snack right as liv's phone chimed with a text from none other than the one and only Cameron Macy.

The girl was wildly worried for the events to come once csmron found out he'd... you know I don't even want to think about what he'd do. Once, conan left me alone with my mind, and my minds downward spiralling began. As my stomach tied itself in knots, I tried to dig myself out of this hole only to pull myself deeper down. As my door opened to the sight of conan, I felt a body sit next to my teary-eyed self.

"Oh liv," Conan said as a sombre mood fell over him as his usually joyful face was slowly replaced by a more empathetic and comforting one.

"Please conan he can't find out, he should never find out, but he has to find out." I sobbed as the boy took me into his arms. I lay on his chest in the comfort of his arms. If my boyfriend had seen this, he would've screamed and accused me of cheating but he luckily wasn't.

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