She Wants What She Hates ~ Ally/You (G!P)

01

I've only known her for two hours and I already don't like her. She's just too...happy. Like, nothing really bothers her. Well, besides shit that bothers everyone like politics and shit. The first hour, we talked a bit since we were both waiting for SC.

Everything was fine...until I got comfortable and slipped a few curses whilst putting my feet up on the seat in front of me. She was like, 'Don't swear' and 'Take your feet down'. I'm like, bruh, I do this every time I come here since my bros, PrettyMuch are under Simon's label.

Even sitting a few feet from her makes me internally roll my eyes.

"Y/N, are you listening?" I raise a pierced brow at the British man. "No, because I don't want no part of this shit, bruh. Like why couldn't you hook me up with someone else?"

"Yeah, like seriously, Simon. Her attitude is so juvenile and childish."

"And you're an uptight little woman."

"It's called maturity."

"No, it's called you being on my d-,"

"Y/N, Ally, enough," Simon says sternly. I roll my eyes, picking with my nails as Ally crosses her arms over her chest. "Now, you guys can hate each other all you want, but as soon as you walk out of this building, you are a couple, understood?"

"No."

"Hell nah."

He sighs, "Y/N, you want to sell records, right?" I shrug, "It'll be nice, but if I have to date this," I point to her with my thumb, "I ain't doing that shit, Si." He gives me a hard look before looking towards Ally.

"Y/N, please stop swearing," she signs irritably. Me, being an asshole, goes, "Fuck. Bitch. Shit. Cunt. Whore. Ass. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Bitch. Titty," I say, looking dead at her. "Y/N, at least, try to be mature, just once?" She says.

I shake my head with a smirk, "Get used to it, Hernandez." She scoffs, turning her attention to Simon. "Y/N, be serious for 5 minutes, please?" I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "A'ight, dawg."

"Good...now," he starts. "This'll only last until a few months after your debut album. Get a couple hundred thousand bought and you two can split." I raise both eyebrows, "That's gonna be forever, Simon! I only wrote one song! I ain't even got a beat to it, yet!"

"The rest will be taken care of, Y/N." I stand from my seat, "Yo, what part of, 'I don't like this broad' don't you understand?"

"I can't stand you either, Johnson," I turn to her, "Then sit down, Hernandez."

"Okay, I've had enough!" He shouts, startling us. He stands, and I sit. He's intimating right now. "Since the girls are going on tour in a few months, you're going, too. And I expect you two to be at least tolerable to each other by the time it's over."

"But, Sim-," we start. "I mean what I say. Now, you two are dismissed." I get up, throwing the door open and leaving out. I then hear a faint 'ow'. I turn and see Ally rubbing her arm. "Could've held the door open."

"But I didn't want to. Deal with it," I say, going into the lobby to meet up with my boys. I walk through double doors and I see Nick and Zion having a dance off. That was until Zion saw me and stopped.

"Yo, Y/N, what happened? I heard him yelling," Austin says, standing up and coming over to me. I pass my hand through my hair, looking back at Ally going to the girls. "Ohhh, I think I know what's up," Edwin's says.

"He's making me go on tour with them, knowing how much I despise her."

"Why do you dislike her so much?" Nick asks, sitting next to a sleeping Brandon. "She acts like somebody momma and y'all know I hate being told what to do."

"I mean, you're in the industry. Not every can go your way."

"I know, Ed, but shit, date her? Out of everyone in the industry, I got her."

"She's kinda cute though," Edwin says, taking a look at her. I chuckle, "Of course, y'all both lawn gnomes." Zion, Nick, and Austin laughs with me.

"Nah, y'all just skyscrapers," he mumbles. I chuckle, then my phone rings. I take my phone from my pocket, seeing my dad's calling. I answer it, "'Sup, Pops?"

"Where are you?"

"Still in Si's building. Why, what's up?"

"Maui needs to be picked up from Leati's. Can you get him?"

"Yeah, sure. Mind if my boys come later?"

"New school N'Sync?" He jokes. I chuckle at his lameness.

"Yeah."

"Whatever. But when I get there, we're all hitting that gym."

I look at the boys, smiling in amusement.

"OK, dad." He hangs up and my smile gets bigger.  "Why are you smiling like that?" Zion says, backing up slightly. "Get y'all basketball shorts, my dudes. My dad making us go to the basement."

Nick widens his eyes, "On second thought, I'm going back to the house." The rest nods, well, except Brandon sleepy head ass. I chuckle, "He ain't that bad."

"Y/N," Austin puts his hands on my shoulders. "We could barely get off of the floor." He takes his hands off of me and Edwin pipes up, "My arms and legs were so sore, I cried trying to get up!"

"Y'all some pussies that's why," I chuckle. "No, you were lifting at 5, Pebble," Brandon suddenly says. Zion jumps into Edwin's arms with a shriek. But they ended up falling onto the floor.

The rest of us were dying laughing while Brandon was confused as hell. "Z, get your heavy ass off of me!" Zion gets up and dusts himself off before helping Ed up. He stands and Zion smacks him before laughing.

Just when he was about to hit back, he runs. Ed started to run, but gave up, "I ain't got time."

"I'm...so confused?" Brandon says, fixing his glasses. I put a hand on his shoulder, "It's OK, dawg. Now, c'mon, we're picking my brother up."

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I dunno if I wanna continue this...or rewrite this already