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

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Y/N

I'm gonna get her back if that's the last thing I do.

I'm strongly disappointed in myself that I let lust take control of me. I'm too grown for that shit and now, I won't make the same mistake. The next morning after yet another amazing show, we start to load our things in the van to go to the airport in a few hours.

We were gonna just chill out until Ally suggests something I never thought she would. "Hey, guys, let's go visit the girls," she says happily. Normani tilts her head to the side, "Who?"

"I think she means Perrie, Jesy, and 'nem," I say. I shit you not, they all looked at her with raised eyebrows then looked at me. "Ally, are you sure? I mean, isn't Leigh-Anne-?"

"Dinah, I'm sure. We're all adults here and I don't see why we couldn't just hang out for a while. Heaven knows when we'd see them again," she says, finishing with a shrug.

"You got a point. Should I call Perrie or-?" Camila asks, taking out her phone. I shake my head, taking mine out. "I got it. I'll call Jeed," I say, going to my contacts. "I'm sorry, who the hell is 'Jeed'?"

I chuckle, "Jade? When she introduces herself that's what it sounds like." Ally nods in agreement, "It's true. Her accent is thick and kinda hard to understand."

"Yeah, Perrie sometimes, too. Them damn Geordies," I mumble as FaceTime rings. On like the third ring, I'm met with a familiar face lying in bed with her face too close to the camera.

"Hey, Pebs," she greets me and I nod at her. "'Sup, Jeed. The girls and I were wondering if y'all wanna chill out for a bit before we have to go?" She shifts until her back was against her headboard.

"Yeah, okay. Though, Leigh may not be with us."

"Why not?"

"She has a photo shoot for her swimsuit line."

"'In 'a' Seashell', right?" Lauren cuts in, showing her face. "Oh, hello to you, Lauren," Jade jokes. "But yeah, so she'll be out for a while." I shrug, honestly relieved because I don't really feel like facing her right now.

"That's cool. Do you know if Jesy has any leftovers?" She shakes her head, "Actually, me and Perrie ate the rest yesterday morning. By the way, where did you and Leigh-Anne disappear to?"

Oh, fuck.

I glance at Ally very briefly, "She brought me back to the hotel and went home. Apparently Perrie's ass wasn't very comfortable." She shakes her head, "That's bullshit. Perrie's bum is very comfortable. I should know," she takes off her glasses and messes with her naturally curly hair.

"Jerrie. Jerrie. Jerrie," I chant lowly and she nods. "Yep, that's me girl," she jokes. "But when are you coming?" I look over at the girls, quickly noticing Ally smiling down at her phone, then back at the Geordie.

"Now?" Her eyes widen and she gets up from her bed. "I gotta tidy up a bit. Still no rental?" I shake my head, "But our van can bring us. Just shoot me the addy." Just as she was about to hang up, Ally speaks.

"Hey, Jade, is it okay if I bring a friend?" I raise an eyebrow at her. What friend is this? I look back at my phone in time to see Jade nod.

"I don't see why not. More the merrier, yeah?" She smiles. Hmm, I'm interested to see who this friend is.

"Thanks, we'll see you soon!" Ally blows a kiss to her and waves. "Bye, girls! See you soon," and the call ends. "Ally, is AJ coming?" Camila asks, eyes full of excitement.

"AJ? Who's AJ?" I ask, feeling a bit defensive. "This cute fan we met a few days ago. She's really cool," the Cuban answers.

I raise both eyebrows at Ally, waiting for her to answer her question. "Yes, she is. She's on her way right now," she says while smiling. Bruh, this AJ character better be just a friend.

"Does she now where she's going? I mean, the last time we spoke to her, she said she was going to Big Weekend." Ally shakes her head, "I told her we were all gonna go out and just hang."

"Whoa, she's gonna flip her shit," Lauren comments. Just then, a car pulls up in front of us and a kid about 13 steps out. I pause when I see what she had on.

She wore black pants, black Vans, an all over printed shirt, and an all white baseball cap. Who was printed on the shirt is what made me pause.

It was X.

That weird, almost sick feeling erupted in my stomach once again as I couldn't tear my eyes from the shirt.

I was able to when Ally ran up to the kid. "AJ, hi!" She wraps her arms around the kid and the kid's hands were a little too low on her waist. "Hey, Al. Hey, girls," says the kid.

She looks up at me, big eyes wide as shit. Now that I'm getting a good look at her, she might actually be around 16 or 17. She has a baby face and straight teeth.

Somebody had braces when they were younger.

"Holy shit, you're THE Y/N "Pebbles" Johnson!" She says in a whisper type voice. I put on a fake smile and hold my hand out, giving her a bro hug. "Yeah. You must be AJ," I say rhetorically.

She gives me this big smile, "You know my name?"

They're right, she is cute in a little sibling kinda way.

I nod, "Yeah, I heard Ally say it a minute ago." AJ groans to herself, "Oh, yeah." My phone dings and I check it, seeing it's from Jeed.

"A'ight, let's roll," I say. We file into the van, me getting in the passenger side, when I notice that it wasn't much space for the teenager. "Damn, I don't think there's any room," I shrug.

"Sure there is! She can sit on my lap," Camila says, beckoning the kid to her. AJ's eyes widen a bit before she gets in and sits on the girl's lap.

Thanks, Chameleon.

I pull up the directions to our destination and held it up for the driver to see.

We arrived in ten minutes and start to get out. AJ comes out, followed by Camila. "Where are we?" She asks. I didn't answer, which caught Ally's attention. "It's a surprise. C'mon," she links arms with her and I can't help this pain in my chest.

Is she doing this on purpose?

They were the first to approach the house, while I lingered behind. "You're jealous, aren't you?" I jump at the sudden voice. "Goddamn, Dentist!" I whisper loudly.

"And no, I'm not jealous. She's a kid. Why would I be jealous of a kid?" She chuckles, "AJ's almost 21." My eyes widen a bit as I look back at AJ fangirling over Jade.

"Sure as hell don't act like it," I mumble. "She's a fan. How did you act when you met your favorite celebrity?" I scoff, "I am my favorite celeb- shit, there I go." She hums, "Yeah, no. I don't wanna see that Pebbles again." She walks ahead of me.

I sigh, putting my hands in my pockets. Maybe I am jealous? I mean, the girls seem to like the kid more than me and they just met her. Shit, I know Camila does.

She practically drools over her.