'The island of Manhattan
I was Born in New York,
city never slumbers
I would always dream it never sleep to the hundreds
Coco with the cream in abundance
Million dollar baby you can get it if you want it,
NY rose me, most high chose me
Let me know what I can can can can do for you.'
"Lana, Lana, Lana. I am in awe of you, my lovely." Marina spoke approvingly.
I laughed at her ridiculousness.
"Oh, Shut up!" I scolded playfully.
"I'm really happy for you. You managed to snatch a very good man. You and David make Harry and I look like petty adolescents."
"No, don't say that! You and Harry are hopelessly romantic adults."
"Yes, but after the announcement of our engagement, I am being constantly provoked with threats.
Because of our age difference, people suspect I'm his mistress."
What? Why was I only just the hearing of this?
I placed my hands on Marina's face.
"Don't listen to that bullshit. You and Harry share something powerful--Love."
Marina laughed and shyed away.
"Now, c'mon since tonight's your last lets go out and get proper drunk." I encouraged.
"What about loverboy?"
"I told him, tonight is reserved to you."
"No, you didn't have to do that."
"I wanted to, I love you girl." I mused.
"Aw, I you, darling girl."
Marina and I decided to switch it up tonight and decided to frequent a club in the 212 area.
We drank sufficiently and began to dance recklessly.
All of sudden Marina squealed.
"Oh My God, Lana!" She hollered.
"What is it, honey?"
"Look!" She pointed.
I finally understood Marina's excitement.
It was Azealia Banks, who stood several feet away and danced.
Marina had become fairly obsessed and fascinated with Azealia.
I grabbed her hand and led her to Ms. Banks.
Marina and I have never been good at meeting socialites or our idols for that matter.
"Azealia!" I greeted.
"Shit, look at you pop girls! LDR and MATD." She actually recognized us.
"I love you, Azealia!" Marina spluttered, way to keep your cool
Azealia laughed it off and we joined into conversation.
Marina even managed to snag her number.
That cynical girl.
The music blared and we danced with each other.
My phone rang loudly and I stepped aside to answer the call from David.
"Hello." I yelled.
"Lana, I suspected you'd be out. I will call you at a later hour."
"No, don't leave just yet." I precipitated.
"You want me to stay?"
"Of course."
"How's your night?" He interrogated.
"Fine. How's yours?"
"Alright. Do you miss me?" He questioned bluntly.
I laughed loudly.
"Yes, very much."
"Good. I hope you've behaved yourself."
I flushed at his commanding words.
Oh, David I know you love my bad behaviour!
"Lana? What are you playing at?
Have you been misbehaving?"
Shit, me and my loud mouth!
"It was just a...."
He cut me off short.
"I'm on my way."
What!?
Shit, is he angry with me?
Why must I always be such a hassle?
END OF CHAPTER 14
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Fanfiction"And my life is sweet like vanilla is." Lana Del Rey lives a candy life. While sharing a fabulous friendship with Marina Diamandis and floating from London to New York, things are shining for her...
