|1| Prologue

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*A|N: Trailer for this book on the side. ENJOY BITCHES!!!!*

ARIANA'S POV

I wake up when I feel a pair of hands moving towards my stomach. With my eyes still closed I say, "Jai, if you tickle me, I will not hesitate to bite your dick off."

"Geez. Somebody's not a morning person." Jai muttered."I'm tryna help you out by making sure you're not late to your audition--"

"SHIT! THAT'S TODAY?!?!?!" I question, springing up.

"No. I just wanted to get your lazy ass out of bed...."

"Fuck. You."

"I mean if you really want to you can but--"

"Baby? I really want to...." I tease, staring at him with an innocent smile.

"You do?!" My naive boyfriend asks.

"No." I deadpan, smirking at his dehydration, but whatever. He has his hand to keep him company. I laugh at the thought as I get out of bed, and walk towards the bathroom.

"Hurtful...." He whines.

"Don't give a fuck! I'm going in the shower, make me breakfast babe." I pout at him, standing in the doorway.

"Ooooh. Mind if I join that shower?" He wiggles his eyebrows at me.

"Go play with your dick or something." I dismiss before locking the door to the bathroom.

This is a typical day in my simple life. My name is Ariana Grande-Butera. I'm 19 years old, and I live with my 20 year old boyfriend of 2 years, Jai Brooks.

*A|N: I made their ages and dating years COMPLETELY random*

I sing, act, and dance, I have a passion for all three but I love singing the most. I'm going to meet up with someone who could possibly be my manager, but we'll see how it goes. Today I have dance practice with Isaac, my choreographer, then I'm meeting up with the guy who might be my new manager--if everything goes well-- his name is Scooter Braun, and he's also the manager of Justin Bieber.

"Ariana! Get yo ass down here, and eat these waffles!" Jai yells sassily. I swear half the time he's gay. But then he wants to have sex all the time so I know that he's not.

"Coming!" I say as I rush over to my mirror, after I put on my clothes, and quickly brush through my hair before sprinting downstairs. Who wouldn't run for waffles?!

HARRY'S POV

"HAROLD!" I wake up to the sound of Taylor screeching as she stomps into the room.

"What the fuck do you want?! Can't you see I'm sleeping?!" I growl.

"I want you to keep your shit out my fucking house!" She spits as she throws my bag of weed at me. Like I give a fuck. "And I can see you're sleeping, but with who Harry?!"

I sit up, chuckling to myself as I look up at her fuming figure. "Maybe if you weren't a self-absorbed dumbass bitch then you would know that the only people I'm sleeping with are you, and me, myself, and fucking I!"

She gasps before screaming, "Get the fuck out of my house!"

I roll my eyes, knowing by nighttime, she'll say she's 'so sorry', beg me to come back, I come and fuck her then she pretends like we never fought in the first place. Same shit, different day. Wash, rinse, and repeat. I pick up my weed, and go grab my bags that I never unpack since Taylor's so damn bipolar. Hell, I probably have more clothes at Louis' than at Taylor's considering I spend more than half the fucking time there.

--Two hours later--

I'm Harry Edward Styles..... I think. I don't really know I'm at Zayn's house getting high as shit right now. I'm 18 years old and I'm part of the band One Direction. I sing to express who I am and how I'm feeling. That's sounds lame but I don't really give a fuck. I live with my 20 year old girlfriend Taylor Swift, and honestly I have no fucking clue why I'm with her. Scratch that. I know why. She's decent at blowjobs and she's a pretty good fuck.

I'm heading over to the studio to see Justin Bieber, a friend of mine, and by friend, I mean someone I tolerate. He says that his manager is bringing by some new bitch that he might sign. Whatever, I should probably go, Zayn's out with his bae, so I snuck into his house and he's gonna be pissed when it smells like weed but I honestly couldn't give any less of a fuck. Let's hope this bitch is at least half-way decent this time.....

*A/N: yayyy first chapter done!!! I'm proud of myself this shit was fun to write! So tell me what you think!!! Please vote and comment. Love you guys!!!!*

-Ashley

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