end of the world - ariana grande

III

Your Point of View

Chapter 3.

My alarm rings loudly, making me groan in agony. I slap my phone off my nightstand causing it to fall on the floor. It continues to make that annoying noise, causing me to throw a pillow over my head.

Just then, if things couldn't get any worse. My phone starts ringing. I sigh dramatically, peeking over from my bed to see it's my manager calling me.

I lean over my bed, trying to grab my phone with my fingertips hitting the hard cold floor. My weight shifts forward too much causing me to fall off my bed. "Jesus!" I say as my head bangs against the floor. My hands scrambled to answer the phone.

"Hello?" My manager says over the phone. "Why'd it take you so long to answer?"

I rub my eyes tiredly, gripping my phone with one hand. "Hey," I say groggily.

"You just woke up didn't you?" I could practically hear the disappointment in his voice, knowing the facial expression he was wearing all too well, even though I couldn't see it.

I open my mouth to respond but I'm quickly interrupted. "You have to be at La Boucherie by 2:00, Will is going to pick you up by 1:00." My manager says, referencing my bodyguard/chauffeur.

I slide down on my phone to reveal my lock screen.

12:24.

I hang up on my manager throwing my phone on my bed. I stumble out of my bed quickly running to my bathroom. Nearly tripping over my dog Lacy as she jumps on my legs.

I run the shower, before running to my closet ruffling through my clothes trying to find an outfit. I sigh running my hands through my hair. Why the fuck can I not find anything to wear?

I slam my closet door shut, giving up on finding an outfit now. I ran my hand under the shower head flow to see if it was at the temperature I wanted it to be, hissing because it was too hot. Turning it down quickly.

I grab a toothbrush from my sink, grabbing the toothpaste, and squeezing a bit on my toothbrush before hopping in the shower.

I hurriedly let the water hit my body, brushing my teeth like a lunatic. I hurriedly rub the soap over my body before rinsing it off, spitting out the toothpaste letting it hit the shower floor.

The towel falls on the floor, I scoff at myself bending over to pick it up.

12:45.

My phone buzzes again, showing the time. It's Sabrina.

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sab🎀🤍
can i come over today?
i miss u girl 🙁

i'm busy ):

sab🎀🤍
awh it's ok
what r u doing?

i cant talk abt it i kinda signed an NDA😭

sab🎀🤍
girl i am ur bsf.
tell me

ok, promise u won't freak out?