ℒ𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒩𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈

•17•

Ariana's POV.

"So what's this I hear about you having a kid? What's up with that?"

I cleared my throat before glancing over to scooter who was standing off to the side with his arms folded. He nodded for me to answer.

I chuckled nervously as I ran my hand on my chin. "Umm no actually it was just some crazy mix up. I don't have any kids and I damn sure didn't know that girl."

He laughed nodded his head. "Yeah I guess that's to be expected. I mean you are Ariana Grande. Bitches are on your dick like 24/7."

I laughed along with him and nodded.

"This wouldn't be the first time I've had chicks lie on me. I'm just glad I dodged that bullet."

This was the most uncomfortable feeling I have ever had. But I knew I had to do what I had to for my career.

According to scooter and my publicist team. Me having a child right now would not be good for my self image. So the smartest thing for me to do is just lie and say it's not true, and to make up some shit about Y/N basically trying to trap me so she lies about the whole baby thing.

To me it's not that big of a deal, I mean we both know the truth so why should it matter if the public thinks something different.

I haven't been able to call her or anyone for that matter but I'm sure when I explain it she'll understand.

"So how are you and your girlfriend getting along?"

I frowned up at the question. "Girlfriend?"

He stared at me for a second before laughing making me chuckle. "Dude you don't remember your own fucking girl? Camila- uh shit I don't even know her last name."

"Ohh shit Camila Cabello." I laughed shaking my head. "Nahh she was never really my girlfriend. We just hung out from time to time." I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Damn.. she's a pretty fine chick I would have had to keep her."

"She's alright. I've had better."

This whole thing with Camila and I wasn't anything but a fuck and go type situation. But me trying to be nice I couldn't just say that.

"Alright on a serious note. I gotta ask you something I've been dying to know."

I nodded waiting to hear what he had to say.

"So the whole world knows that you have a dick. But I need to know how hard is it for you to remember the girls you fuck I mean.." he said shaking his head while the others around the room laughed loudly. "No I'm dead ass serious, cause if you think about it, you probably sleep with what? 3-4 chicks a week?"

I laughed along with everyone in the room. "Yeah, it's hard."

As soon as the interview was over with I left the room and was quickly met by a pissed off mom and Frankie.

"Hey what are you guys doing here." I asked kinda surprised to see them both.

Frankie stomped his way over to me smacking my drink from my hands "You fucking bitch!"

"Frankie fucking get out of my face!" I yelled slapping his hand away from me.

"No! How could you go on a fucking press release telling the world lies!"

I rolled my eyes at him before pushing past.

"How the hell do you think Y/N is gonna feel when she hears about this hmm? Don't you think she's going to be hurt, angry?"