The Spaces Between Us | hariana | liriana

|3| Pool Party (part 1)

ARIANA'S POV

My alarm goes off, and I chuck that motherfucker across the room.

"Shit, my audition!" I scream before running into the bathroom, tripping over my flat iron cord, falling into the bathtub, spitting a few profanities, then getting up and getting ready. I finish, and go into the kitchen to go suck on a banana. Dirty-minded freaks! I just think that if I were a banana, and I had to be eaten, then I'd much rather have someone sucking on me, than biting into me. Alright, that might be a habit that I need to break. There's a note on the counter from Jai:

Canceled the audition for you :)

Be home around midnight.

-Jai

I know this motherfucker did NOT just cancel my fucking audition! I dial his number, and he picks up on the third ring.

Hey babe! :Jai

Ariana: Shut the fuck up! Why would you cancel my audition?!

Oh, well I thought since Scooter's your new manager, he would be able to get you much better deals. :Jai

Ariana: Scooter's only managing my singing career, dumbass! And there are no better deals! 'Victorious' was the only show considering me, asshole!

I'm sorry! I didn't fucking know since you leave me out of every decision you make! Bitching and moaning about it isn't gonna do shit, so just get off my back! :Jai

Ariana: Fuck you! Either pull your shit together, or find some other bitch to fuck around with 'cause it won't be me!

--end of call--

I'm beyond pissed. It wasn't the fact that he canceled my audition as much as he made it seem like he owned me. He just decided for me. He knew damn well all about Scooter only managing my singing, and that I was still gonna be an actress, and a dancer. He just either didn't like it or he thought I wouldn't have time for him anymore, but either way he's a bastard for not supporting me, and once again, only looking out for himself. There's still some time before the party at Justin's, so I'm just gonna shake it off , and pick out what I'm gonna wear.

30 minutes later, after a brief self pep-talk, deciding that Jai'll be lucky if he gets any type of contact with me for a month, let alone sex, I pick out a gray tank top, and black booty shorts to go over my hot pink strapless top bikini. I leave my hair down, grab some sunglasses, and head over to Justin's house. Like Ke$ha, the party don't start 'til I walk in....literally. I walked in and Justin screamed "Ari's here!" and I swear I blew an eardrum out when they started screaming like some fucking wild banshees....

I really need to loosen up, so I down a few shots--it's happy hour somewhere. Who cares if I'm underage? As I turn around, I bump into something hard. Before I can fall the person catches me. Harry. He looks me over before asking if I'm okay. The look in his eyes shows worry and.....lust? Someone clears their throat, and we both snap out of it. The Taylor motherfuckin' Swift is standing right there, glaring at me in her boyfriend's arms! Eh, I ran out of fucks to give.

I stand up and smirk at Harry before saying, "Damn, Hulk, I think you've done enough working out for a couple....weeks, years, centuries maybe?"

He laughs. "Yeah, well it doesn't take much effort to look this sexy...."

"Hey, don't go all flawless on me, Yoncé...."

"I WOKE UP LIKE DIS!" He screams as I bend over trying not to die from laughter.