"I can't be friends with you." "What are you trying to say?" Two girls, one studio. Dylan Maylor born and raised in New York City, moved to Los Angeles as a known producer back in 2021. She wrote and produced for the most famous singers out there, Taylor Swift, Billie Eilish, The Weeknd the list goes on. After taking a 'break' from working she gets an offer to make music with a girl who's been hitting the charts with her single Nonsense. The girl goes by Sabrina Carpenter. What happens when these two are stuck with each other for months on end in a studio? gxg Impressive rankings #1 sabrina /1000+ stories #1 concerts /1000+ stories #2 shortnsweet /65 stories #7 tour /1000+ stories #15 songs /1000+ stories #21 sabrinacarpenter /1000+ stories #35 gxg /1000+ stories #208 music /1000+ stories

"Another round, please!" I leaned across the bar, eyeing the petite blonde with a playful smirk. "That'll be your fifth espresso martini tonight, Carpenter. Treading dangerous waters, aren't we?" Sabrina's lips curled into a dazzling smile as she slapped a crisp fifty on the marbeled countertop. Her piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, sending a jolt through my spine. "Oh, come now," she purred, her voice a silky challenge. "You wouldn't dream of cutting me off just when I'm starting to warm up to you, would you, bartender?" *•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*• Y/N, one of Manhattan's top bartenders, works her magic at a luxurious Marriott hotel. Her skills behind the bar are legendary, but nothing prepares her for the night Sabrina Carpenter walks in. Fresh from a sold-out show at Madison Square Garden for the Short N' Sweet Tour, the pop sensation finds herself drawn to the charismatic mixologist. Sabrina, known for guarding her heart, faces an unexpected challenge. In the city that never sleeps, could this chance encounter between Y/N and Sabrina ignite an extraordinary romance? **started 10/7/24**

G!p Y/n x Sabrina Carpenter. 18+ When Hollywood's newest heartthrob Y/N meets pop princess Sabrina Carpenter at the VMA's afterparty, sparks fly - and not the good kind. "Careful," Sabrina purrs, brushing past her with a smirk. "Wouldn't want you falling for me." Y/N raises a brow, stepping closer. "I don't fall, princess. I make people trip." From that moment, the tension crackles - sharp banter, stolen glances, accidental touches that linger too long. They swear they can't stand each other... but the line between hate and want keeps getting thinner. And when the cameras fade and it's just the two of them, it turns out losing the fight might be exactly what they've both been craving.