❝if i can't have you baby, no one else in this world can.❞
y/n has been best friends with bill and his twin brother since they were young, with bill being her secret crush. one day, y/n is forced to move due to financial issues within her family. wh...
i was sitting in the dining hall, repetitively going into a trance. i was so confused and hurt. i felt used and betrayed by the one i loved the most.
tom stood in the distance, talking to hanna. georg, gustav, bill, and aurora were nowhere to be found. i stared at the food on my plate, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach looking at it.
i sighed and suddenly stood, not wanting to be around all the chatter and commotion.
"y/n." i hear as i begin to walk. turning around, i was met by tom.
"where are you going?" he asked.
"i'm just gonna go ahead and go back to the room, i'm feeling sick." i sadly smile at him, i knew he knew something was off.
"are you sure? we're just gonna talk about the plans, we're supposed to leave in about an hour. guess where we're going next." he winks, obviously excited.
"yeah i'm sure. where?" i chuckle.
"dallas." he smiles.
i nod my head and he speaks, "i'll let you know about the plans, i'll just tell them you got sick."
"thank you, tom."
i walk to the elevator and press the button, sighing as i reached our floor and walking to the room with my key. opening the door, i plop down on the bed and groan.
life is too complicated.
about thirty minutes later, my phone begins to ring. it was my label company.
"hello?" i asnwer, being accompanied by a female voice.
"hello! this is y/n, correct?"
"yes, it is."
"hey! so, we've received a letter for you since you're currently on tour with friends." she speaks over the line.
"what's it about?" i ask, confused.
"it's signed from the met gala." she responds. i go silent.
"the- met gala?" i pause, shocked.
"yes, you're invited to go with a plus one." she responds.
"don't worry, we will send you all the details. be sure to check your email. have a safe tour!" she informs me.
"thank you." i respond kindly and hang up, my jaw dropped to the floor.
shit, this was gonna be awkward. but i'd be stupid to deny an invite from the met gala. i groaned, thinking of who could be my plus one in the first place.
i decided to get dressed, thinking of how i could find a date in time. i was going to meet celebrities, top celebrities.
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(ignore the bathing suit and hat if it's not your style!)
as i straightened my hair, i heard a knock at the door.
