𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒 | Anne Hathaway (gxg)

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im literally telling u guys that u arent prepared for the next few chapters... 🤭
i cant wait to finish them

The familiar harsh headache wakes me up and I rush to the bathroom. All the contaminants from last night and probably the afternoon before left my stomach and went down the toilet bowl.

I stand up groggily and flush, the reflection of myself in the mirror immediately reminds me me of the events from the night before. I couldn't figure out how Anne's close proximity affected me so much, the smell of her sexual fragrance right under my nose was like a harsh reminder of her annoyingly pretty face and how she looked at me so pitifully. Wait, why was she my first thought in the morning? God I need to get a grip.

I also really appreciated the fact that I didn't forget how I shamelessly took off my shirt in front of everyone, which was rather embarrassing but it's nothing the internet hasn't seen before. So first, I sign the stupid contract, then I get slapped, and then I get drunk and humiliate myself? I gulped and brushed my teeth, trying to wash off the blush on my face.

My hair was a big mess but I didn't care to fix it. I was planning to spend my day alone and inside this ugly homemade studio. Should I even call this a studio? Last night, even when I was still heavily tipsy, I was able to make some instrumentals, most of which I won't be using and some that could be the blueprints to my next number-one hit. I don't even know how I got the clips to synchronize. Thankfully, I didn't need to cook something or warm up some leftover food, I just needed to order a nice breakfast to start my day. Bye-bye hangover!

I cleared my throat and sat near my bed table as I rang up the room service. "Hello, how can I help you?" I reply casually, "Uh, do you guys have any scrambled eggs or something like that?" The other person takes a pause. I'm annoyed. The headache is starting to get worse.

"I'm afraid scrambled eggs are only available on the breakfast menu." Her tone turns apologetic and I retort back, "Yeah, obviously. What are your options?" Another pause. What is taking her so long to answer a simple question? My left hand starts to pick and play with the covers of my bedsheet in an effort to comfort my impatience.

"Madame, the breakfast menu starts at five and ends at twelve." I check the time on my iPhone and widen my eyes. It's already half past three?! I hang up quickly and look through my phone. Surprisingly, or maybe unsurprisingly, I have more than forty-something notifications from many different apps, the most prominent being messages.

A few missed calls from Sean, I can deal with that. The dozens of missed calls and unanswered texts from Mae and my team, not so much. I check Mae's messages first. She's a priority, and the only human I can force myself to talk to right now. I'm met with dozens of messages of her cussing me out for being so stupid, and the more recent ones asking me if I was okay since I haven't replied to her in so long. I smile to myself noticing her obvious change of tone.

I call her and she picks up in two rings, making my smile even wider. "You stupid bitch." Mae says, and I laugh in response, hearing Mae's smile from the other side of the phone. "What took you so long to answer my calls? You didn't tell me you went to Italy to fuck Anne Hathaway. I should've known better." She complains again, and I frown in return. "Wait, what? What do you m- how did you know-"

I was clearly off-guard, voicing the worrying questions immediately as they appeared in my brain, but Mae cut me off. "You went viral, again." She sighs out the last part, sick and tired of my careless actions. " 'Y/N is looking for a real challenge! Chicks at the clubs are getting boring.' " Mae reads off an article headline.

The color on my face is gone. This is exactly why the contract shouldn't have happened in the first place. The whole fucking internet thinks I'm fucking another girl just because I was spotted with them on a random hour of a random day. Hell, my reputation is so bad they even think me and Mae are in an open relationship.