☆Respect another person's taste of music is a kind of manners.

Ain't It Fun
(Paramore)

   To proof people that even in the death of your reputation, you can still stand on your feet, a new challenge has arrived in the Hela Show, a late night show where after any kind of drama, you will end up getting interviewed by Hela.

   And, dear, oh, dear, Hela is hell.

   She made many actors and singers cry before, because she's so damn evil, maybe that's why her show is so famous, it's all about tea, shades and facts.

   "Remember, don't call her a bitch, don't walk out, she's going to push you to the deepest corner with her questions but you need to use reasons to fight back." Natasha suggested.

   "I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm scared." You muttered repeatedly.

   "I know. I know. I know. I know." She replied repeatedly.

   "Ms (L/n)." The staff called for you. You followed him with cold hands.

   "This is live! Don't say something you shouldn't!" Nat yelled, but as she watched you join the couch in the studio, next to Hela under hundred spotlights, she whispered. "Ow... this is going to get nasty."

   "Hello." You told Hela with a smile.

   Hela, was a lady, who's signature is her black eyeshadow, and her long black, green dress, she's a nightmare in the shape of an interviewer for everyone in this industry.

   "Ms, (L/n)..." She smiled with her chin raised. "Ready for this?" She asked.

   NO IN CAPITAL LETTERS. You thought. "Oh, yes, sure."

   "Very well..."

   "Live in 10 seconds!" The staff yelled, then started countdown.

   He stopped at 2 as Hela stared at the camera. "Ladies and Gentlemen, these past week we've heard nothing else but all the news and discussion about (Y/n) (L/n)'s footages. There were a lot of arguments, whether Jane Zachman was the one behind all this but we could not have known which are lies and what's the truth. So, tonight we brought a really special guest to explain what exactly happened, ladies and gentleman it's (Y/n) (L/n)."

   The crowd behind the camera clapped.

   "Thanks for having me, Hala."

   "Pleasure to have you. (Y/n). Would you mind telling us since it all started?"

   "Sure."

   "See, you were dating Pietro Maximoff, the famous DJ but then after the party, after the LOA awards, the picture of you kissing Peter Parker, your ex-boyfriend, went online. How would you explain that?" She smirked.

   "Pietro was kissing Jane, so I left the party."

   "..." Nat slapped her forehead. "She just straight up tell exactly what happened!"

   "Honesty is good." Steve said.

   "Are you accusing Maximoff of cheating on you first?" Hela asked.

   "I'm not accusing anyone, it's what happened. I left the party and Peter Parker picked me up, then he kissed me, the camera guy was nosy so he posted it all over the internet."

   "Interesting..." Hela never heard such blunt answer like yours, she likes you.

   "Now the next case, we all saw a picture of you and young singer Dylan Lane in the pool together. Peter Parker is okay with that?" She kept asking.

   "Dylan and I are friends, and Peter Parker and I are not back together."

   "So right now, you're single?"

   "Yes."

   "Now. The tragic part, is it true that the leaked video of you, naked, was released by Jane Zachman, your ex-best friend."

   "She filmed it. She didn't release them, she wouldn't have the balls to."

   "That's a really severe accusation Ms (L/n)."

   "It's a fact."

   "Jane Zachman and her lawyer have already come out, saying they know nothing about the situation."

   "Jane Zachman is a liar."

   "You don't even have proof that she did it." Hela smiled devilishly.

Jane Zachman

   Pietro kissed the back of her neck, as they both were watching the television, hoping to see the fall of (Y/n) (L/n) and laughed together.

   "Jane Zachman and her lawyer have already came out, saying they know nothing about the situation." Hela said from the television.

   "Right, she has no proof I did it." Jane laughed.

   "Jane Zachman is a liar." You said.

   "Watch your fucking mouth! You're the one with nudes all over the websites!" She shouted back at the screen, Pietro was still busy kissing.

   "You don't even have proof that she did it." Hela smiled.

   "Exactly!" She yelled, then turned to Pietro, about to kiss him back, when both of them heard your voice.

   "Actually, I do."

   "..." Pietro froze.

   "What is she talking about...?" Jane laughed nervously.

   In the screen, another person stepped in, it was Dylan Lane. He sat next to you.

   "What... the hell, she thought that boy planned it with me!" Jane screamed.

   You smiled at Hela and it made Jane's smiled disappeared. "The Party where it all happened was his birthday, and I mistaken him for being on her side until three days ago, he visited me."

   "Yes." Dylan continued. "(Y/n) has been an inspiration for me and I could never do something like that to her. I knew coming up to (Y/n), saying I wasn't one of Jane's who did it to her won't make her believe me, so I went back to get a proof."

   Dylan nodded at the staff, telling them to played the footage on the big screen behind all of them.

   "This is from my house's security camera." He explained.

   On the screen, was a video of Jane, taking the camera from her friends, pressing the record button and walking into the bathroom, when she walked out, the camera was gone.

   "....Ah, shit." Pietro groaned and stood right up.

   "No... no..." Jane muttered.

   "I have proof." You smiled at the camera. "Now all of you who still think Jane Zachman is an innocent should rethink."

   "You didn't know there was a fucking camera?!" Pietro yelled. "God, you're so fucking dumb."

   "Excuse me?! You told me to do this, remember?" Jane yelled back.

   "Is this all enough to say everything, Hela?" You smiled.

   Hela was impressed, and every time she is, she would just smiles and sippes her tea from the table.

   "Have fun on the internet tonight, Jane." You smiled right into the camera, Jane looked at you from the television's screen, you two made eye contact unintentionally.

  "If you're listening, or watching this from your home, I have a song for you. It's Dylan's song, this is called Aint It fun." You got up from the couch, and with Dylan you two headed to the mini stage in the studio.

   "Where are you going?!" Jane asked Pietro when she started to see him getting his stuff.

   "I'm not getting involved with this shit."

   "But this was all your plan!!"

   "No one has proof for that, so far the whole world knows only you and your friends did it." He opened the door.

🎼Play the song here🎼

   "Come back, Pietro! Please!"

   But he got in the car and drove off.

   The phone in the house started ringing, you and Dylan on the Tv started singing.

   "I don't mind. Letting you down easy but just give it time."

   She rushed to pick it up. "He--llo?"

   "If it don't hurt now, but just wait, just wait a while."

   "You did it?!? You really did it?!?" Her manager screamed.

   "You're not the big fish in the pond no more."

   "It's photoshopped! The whole video! I didn't do it!"

   "You are what they're feeding on."

   "It's a video!! Of you!! Taking a camera into that bathroom!! How- fing- stupid are you! Jane, you just ruined your whole career."

   "So what are you gonna do? When the world don't orbit around you?" You in the tv asked her.

   "My career can't just end because of this stupid shit! It's her nudes not mine!"

   "So what are you gonna do? When the world don't orbit around you?" Dylan in the tv also asked her.

   "It can! Even before we can barely sell your album. Now that you proofed the people whaf kind of person you are, the company won't extend our contract."

   "Ain't it fun? Living in the real world."

   "No... please! I just wanted to make her  feel pain."

   "Ain't it good? Being all alone."

   "You are over. (Y/n) (L/n)'s lawyer won, now you have to pay the payout yourself, this is the end of our discussion."

   "Wait-- no!!"

   "Where you're from? You might be the one who's running things. Well you can ring anybody's bell and get what you want."

   She hung up and Jane was left rooted to the seat with a blank expression on her face, shocked and angry.

   "See it's easy to ignore trouble. When you're living in a bubble." Dylan winked at the camera through the screen.

   "So what are you gonna do? When the world don't orbit around you."

   Right, what is she going to do now? She fucked her own life up when she thought she could fuck yours.

   But no, a person full of hatred without any talent remained the only thing they can ever be, Haters. And even when they pushed you down to the rock bottom, you rose up again, and now make lots and lots of money off all the things you've been through.

   "Don't go crying to your mama 'Cause you're on you're own, in the real world."

   "Don't go crying to your mama 'Cause you're on you're own, in the real----"

   Jane threw a remote at the TV and shut it down.

   At 1 am that night, in a quiet street with peaceful neighborhood, Jane Zachman screamed so loud in anger that she woke the whole village up.

   You barely had to do anything, Karma did it all for you.

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