This is an Ariana Grande x Lovely Peaches romance story. Love it or hate it, it's all just for fun , don't take everything offensive. If you do, leave. Just trying to have fun here . Thank u , next.
\\\\ A/N: I wrote this a looooong time ago lmao. I'm sorry if it's trash. Writers block hit me hard. But it's finally here. I thought about making another book of Peachiana, in sequel to (this) the main one, but I just decided to attach it here. Enjoy 🥴? ////
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"LovelyPeaches on the track This beat burnin' and itchin' Don't leave me 'round yo man 'cause yo dude gonna go missing Travel all around the world, yes I'm on a mission He say it burn when he be pissing I'm completing my mission So much I wanna say I just can't make it rhyme That nigga breath stank so I let him hit it from behind Two brothers, what that mean? Two dicks at a time? But they only last six seconds, I guess they made vine" I rapped as I popped my ass to the beat. I've been taking care of myself now. Yeah I'm still ghetto as fuck but guess what? I went to the doctors! Turns out I had a lot of sexually transmitted diseases, some known while others unknown, but hey! Doc says they're curable. Thanks god. I been more into Jesus now as well and I pray over my food, if I go out somewhere, and whenever I piss. Shit used to hurt. I'm ok now though. For real though, it burned. Also I've lost weight! I don't know how much but it was a lot.
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I'm a bad ass bitch. Nobody gon kill me. Summer body who now? This is my winter body believe me or deceive me, but I'm banging. I love myself now as well. Took a while but look where I'm at. I work at Chile's. It's actually a good place I ain't gon lie, the people are great and I can eat whenever I want so. One person had recognized me so far from Coachella last year and they took a pic with me and everything. I love my little peachlings with all my heart so that's why I changed. Also for me. But who inspired me? Who got me goin to the doctors errryday? Who got me glowing and flowin instead of burnin n itchin? Thee Ariana Grande. I went to go see Charlie's Angles the other day and god damn was it good. Ariana looked different tho. And so did Miley and Lana. Because idk who these bitches are.
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Isn't it Miley (on far left), Lana (in middle) and Ariana to the far right? I love Ariana my chocolate queen. Well anyway, Ariana is the best. When I talked to her at Coachella, my whole outlook on life changed. Now I know I gots to be healthy. I want to hang out with my queen again.
"Shid On to his cousin, that nigga was fine Ion even know his name but I bet he know mines He said, "Peaches, you lovely But you don't smell like your name" He said my pussy smell like fish and it tastes the same He brought me some soap like I'm supposed to be ashamed" I ended my rap. I continued to make music because I also make money off of that. That's right. No more prostituting. I realized it was wrong and it didn't make me a child of god. So no more of that. I've been so successful. And this is all thanks to Ariana. I couldn't be more happier.
I'm 'bout to tell my dude I love him, then I'm gonna dub him 'Cause to be honest I put my side nigga above him Tell him that I know that he creepin' with that hoe That's why I'm fuckin' that nigga that I be callin' my bro (Bro, bro)
Oh shit my iPhone 11 be ringing.
Incoming call...
Bitch Worker From Chile's Plainfield, IL
Oh shit, work. "Mm heeello?" "Brittany, your shift starts in 30 minutes, where are you?" "Yo, I'm sorry ma'am, I got caught up in my music. I'm supposed to release this track soon. Give me 5 yeah?" "Brittany, the boss requested me to call you. He's not too happy." "Why? What the hell" "He found your accounts on social media and your music.. please come now so we could have a talk with you." "Does he want an autograph?-" **hangs up** "Bitch what the fuck. Ugh. This can't be too good" I put on a coat and head outside. I get into my little green Toyota and speed off. Yeah, I can drive now. But the car is a bit small. I got this baby for $2,000. I pull up to my Chile's. Before I could clock in, my boss calls my name while everyone is in the kitchen. "Yeah what's up Robert? Is there a problem? You want some of my music huh? You're gonna have to wait for my album cus-" "Brittany! No! Look, the staff and I have found your social media accounts, music, and videos you have put out there on the internet. We are *gulps* somewhat.. very displeased and .. quite disgusted with what we saw. And that video... you- you killed your child?" "It was long time ago, it's in the past. I'm on to new and better things boss-" "I'm sorry Brittany, but you're fired. And we called the police for some further investigation. They'll be here any minute." "Yo what the fuck man!" I yell and accidentally elbow my boss in his face. The dude was only 5'9, cmonZ. He was really short.
He fell back and hit his head on the tile floor. There, blood came out and he knocked out dead cold. "He- he's d-dead!!" A worker exclaims. "Oh shit I-" "YOU're UNDER ARREST BRITTANY JOHNSON" I hear someone behind me yell that and for self defense reasons, I drop kicked them to the floor. "Officer! I'm so sorry I-" "Come with us Brittany, not only do we got some questions to ask you, but you got some time to serve" "I didn't do anything!" "You're going to jail for first degree murder on the behalf of Robert your boss and your daughter Cora" "No no please I didnt do it , please!" "Plead all you want. Leave your sorrys for later." They handcuff me in front of everyone at Chile's. Everyone is staring at me, some are laughing, some are shocked and the rest are with their phones out. That was until my shit brown eyes made eye contact with another shit colored ones, trembling.
