Justin Bieber has "allegedly" been dating Lionel Richie's daughter, Sofia Richie, and Ariana Grande has undeniably been with rapper, Mac Miller.
Neither have talked in a while, but one night could change the rest of their lives.
10 a.m. 3 p.m. 6 p.m. 10 p.m. 12 hours later, and I still haven't heard anything from Mac. I go on Twitter, and scroll through my timeline, and see so many false rumors about Justin and I. All my fans were asking me what was going on, so I simply tweet:
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to calm them down. Midnight, I hear the front door open, and see Mac coming through- more cross-faded than ever. He just started mumbling things and I tried keeping him still. "Mac! Mac, talk, slow, calm down." I reassured. "I just...had...the best fuckin' night ever..." He mumbled and slurred. "Why don't you sit down, and tell me about your night, huh?" "You wanna know?" He asked. "Yes!" "You really...really wanna know?" "Yes, Malcolm, yes I do." "Haha...I just had the biggest fuckin' threesome ever! Haha..." "...A-what?" Trying to understand if that's what he really said. "Threesome! Threesome! Threesome! And let me tell you, Ariana. You don't compare! It was too good." This wasn't him. That wasn't the Mac I knew. "Get out." Is all I could say, keeping back the tears. "Get the hell out of my house!" "Your wish is my command, princess." He slurred. And fumbled out the house. I sat there and just thought about what just happened. But frankly, I don't know myself. I can't put into words how I feel. I just need to go to sleep.
