Justin's POV: "Hailey C'mon give me my award back! If you want an award, then become a singer and get fans."
I ran after her as she had my award from the EMA's.
"Just let me keep it. I'm your best friend bitch. I can keep it safe... And maybe sell it.." She laughed.
"I wish you would." I snatched the award from her hands and sat on the couch.
We had just came back from the awards. I didn't stay for the after party cause I was tired.
"Let's watch how you kicked ass for WDYM." Hailey jumped on the couch with me.
We watched my performance. Damn I'm hot.
"Look this is where I got that sexy award." I smirked.
We watched my speech.
"Whoa whoa wait. Did u just mention Ariana grande?" Hailey's facial expression was priceless.
"Yeah, that's my girl." I smiled.
"Your fucking sick and stupid." She gave me a disgusted look.
"Why would you say that? Knowing she has a boyfriend idiot?" She glared at me.
"You know how much I like her. And you know my obsession with her. Don't act like you don't know me." I growled.
"Fine do what you please. But just don't kill her you weird fucker." She sarcastically said.
"I'll kill her with this dick." I laughed while air thrusting.
"Dirty." She rolled her eyes and went to the kitchen.
I decided to text Ariana.
Me: did you like all the nice things I said about you baby girl?
Ariana: I fucking hate you. I'm clearing this shit up.
I became angry. She isn't doing shit.
Me: you try anything. You're going to regret it. Now listen to daddy, or you'll be sorry.
Ariana: fuck you.
Me: what do you mean? 😂
She wants to do her own thing? Alright. I'll just add some things to Ricky's 'sickness'.
See you in Brazil baby girl.
