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Chapter 6

And now, here I am. I made it. I've changed. And I couldn't be any more happier. My fans, they've always been there for me and supporting me. My family too, they've all been there for me. Lexie is always here, and I don't feel alone anymore.

But I know where the boys are. They're called 'One Direction'.

To be honest, I don't even bother with them. I just do my thing. We never talked again. And Stacey? Who knows where that bitch is.

"Ari?" Frankie knocked on my door, I turn around from my mirror to him, "Yeah?"

"Scooter just called. Said they need you at the studio"

"Oh okay, thanks Frankie" I smile, he closes the door and I continue doing my hair in a neat half up half down style.

I then got ready to go to the studio, just wearing a plain old white kneeted sweater and dark jeans. Just casual.

"Mom, I'm going out!" I told my mom, I was going down the staircase while she was in the kitchen, "okay Ari, be safe out there!" As I opened the door, my dogs immediately went to me. I played with them for a little bit. I went to my car, but not before tweeting 'off to the studio babes <3'

Turning on the engine, I drove o the studio which was not far away from here.

As soon as I got there, I went straight to the studio. I opened the door, and saw Scooter sitting around a large round table. With a woman, her hair tied up in a bun and glasses.

"Ah Ari, you made it" he stood up, friendly kissed me on the cheek, "Okay, what is this about?" I ask, "oh, Ari, this is Spencer Evans, she's the publicist of One Direction" one direction? What do they have to do with this? And what is she doing here?

"Hello Ariana, nice to meet you" she stood up, formally shakes !y hand, and sat back down, "Ari sit down please" I did, still confused of what was happening.

"So why did you call me?"

"Um Ariana. As you know, you are becoming more pand more famous today, and, management decided to um, fake date you with someone for a publicity stunt. " Who?"

"Harry Styles"

...

No

This can't be

"No" I look at him, "I won't"

"Ari--"

"No Scooter. You know what happened" he did. He knew what happened years ago, I told him the second he brought up my childhood.

"Yes I do, but can we just get pass that"

"No we can't. They ruined my life, Scooter, and you know that" I pointed out. "Ms. Grande, I know that it's hard to move on from. But he already agreed, and you can't refuse to management"

"Yes, yes I can" I stood up, about to walk out of the room, but then, the door opened, and I came face to face with the demon itself.

"Ariana"

"Styles"

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Short chapter, I know. But exams just ended, and I haven't updated for a while so here it is. Don't worry. I'll update soon 😉.

They finally meet!! Eeppp!!

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