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My phone rings at least three times before I decide I should probably answer it. It was Harrison's mom on the line. She always tried to split Harris and I up. Then when we did end up breaking it off she would call every once and awhile to tell me how much better he is without me now. I really didn't want to deal with her now. Not to mention Cher, Cam, and I were just about to start the interview with Jack.

"Hey guys. I'm sorry this is unproffesional. I really need to take this call or they won't leave me alone," I say grumbling and getting up. The phone rung again after I hung it up for the forth time

"Is everything okay?" Jack said confused.

"Yea don't worry about me it should be less then 2 minutes honestly," I say with a wave of my hand as I exit the studio area Jack rented.

"Hello?" I say hushed.

"I'll keep this quick. Just because you know how much I don't like you already. You clearly couldn'teven bother to answer my calls. No wonder your impossible to," Harris's mom says.

"What is it?" I say annoyed

It goes absolutelu silent and my heart drops to my stomach. It took a lot for a woman like this one to not say anything. Suddenly I hear soft sobs.

"It's anout Harris," she starts"Harris died in a car crash," she says wailing. "I wasn't going to tell you but Tom insisted that I should. I don't want you going. Well more you'renot welcome or invited," she snaps after a few more tears.

"You can't just not let me go Cathy! We were together for 4 years. I know we broke up but I still care too. Do you really hate me that much?!" I say angry.

"He said if he were to ever die he just wants his family to go as he didn't want too many people in one spot sad to see him go. You should know that. This is the last time I'll ever be talking to you. Good riddance, " she says with malice

The phone call hang up and I scoff in disbelief.  I rub my temples and try to think. I can't concentrate. I can't do this right now. He's gone. I never got to make up up. I never gkt to thank him. ..I can't cancel this interview. It is literally about to begin... I shake my hands and crack my wrists.

"Did I shine my shoes today. Yes I shined my shoes today," I say inhaling and exhaling as I bend foreward toward my shoes.

"Rock it out," I say jumping and then I exhale and bring my hand over my face.

Time to act.

Turning into the room I plaster on a smile. "I'm ready," I say sitting back down. I try my best to ignore every real emotion I feel to the best of my ability.

"How are you guys?" Jack starts off.

"Great, grand, and glorious, " I say. A form of trying to persist the mood I was trying to portray.

"Pretty good," Cher says smiling

"Good," Cam says also

"First off just want to say thank you so much for coming, I'm a fan of your music," he says motioning toward Cher "Your movies," he says toward me and then turns toward Cam "and just your face in general," he says laughing.

Cam turns toward the camera and winks causing us to chuckle.

"Thank you that's very sweet," Cher says

"So I got the chance to watch the movie last night with my girlfriend. Absolutely loved it. The cinematography and the music was just phenomenal, " He compliments

"I had great expectations and you all really lived up to that. I think my favorite part actually was knowing that you all just have such raw talent," Jack continues

"It was so nice to work on all the music as a collaboration really," Cam says nodding his head

"So how was it playing your characters?" Jack starts off

"Honestly it was nice just being this bossy in charge woman," Cher jokes

"As if you changed much for the role," Cam snickers

"It kind felt like I experienced weird recap of me moving out to California but under a weird alias," I say thinking about the film.

"Do you guys have a favorite day on set or a scene that just makes you glad?" Jack asks.

"Honestly my favorite scene isn't one that was baseded off me or anything, it was of this one," Cher says turning my direction and rubbing my knee

"She is just so talented. There is this one scene where the music cuts off and you hear (Y/N) begin to sing. A special trivia part about that scene is the fact that it wasn't prefilmed for the singing that was just her on stage. I just remember being taken aback because sometimes you forget she has just this real talent when it comes to her voice," Cher says

"Aw Cher you're gonna make me cry," I say holding my hand on my heart

"That's sweet," Jack says

"I think my favorite scene is when I am playing drunk and just keepimg getting more naked," Cam says laughing

Jack cracks up as well "It's funny because the movie doesn't come out to theaters until next week so they probably will have no idea what you are talking about," Jack says motioning towards the camera. 

"And lastly, What's something you all enjoyed while being on set?" Jack contines

"This has nothing to do with the movie but (Y/N) has this weird thing where she just cracks every bone in her body at least like 3 times before performing," Cam pipes up as everyone is thinking

"Oh yeah! It became a thing we would all count," Cher says laughing.

"It's just cracking I never understood why it was a big deal," I say

"Well most people don't crack the same joint 6 times in a row. I didn't know it was possible," Cher points out

"Where is the mic?" I say toward Jack

Jack motions his hand and the microphone that was held overhead comes down into frame. I stand up to get closer to it and chuckle to myself.
I pop all my fingers twice, crack my wrist by shaking them, put my hands on my hips and crack my elbows, turn my head either direction and crack my neck, lean my head foreward and roll my skin over my joints which pops at least 6 times, and then arch my back to crack it.

"Jesus fucking christ," Jack says.

"That's only half of them," Cam comments.

"Skilled and crunchyyy," I say into the mic.

"That's it. That's the outro haha," Jack says amused.

With the the cameras cut and everyone else stands up from the seats.

"I'm sorry I gotta cut this short. Thank you so much for the interview but I have a place to be soon," Cam says. He waves off at us and shakes Jack's hand.

"Me too. Thank you so much for having me. I'll see you another day
(Y/N)," Cher says with her iconic laugh.

"Jack do you need help clearing up?" I ask turning toward him as the other two leave the room.

"Oh no (Y/N). Thank you though," Jack says smiling.

"Are you sure I really don't mind," I say almost in a pleading fashion.

"Don't worry about it. It's why I have a crew today. Evelyn and I are going to be heading over to see Mark and Amy today so I hired enough people to get this all cleaned up super fast. I'd feel bad not paying you to do that," Jack explains.

"Ah so youre busy later too. Darn I was gonna invite you and Evelyn out to a bar. I'll talk to you later or something then. Enjoy your time with Mark and Amy," I say faking a smile and waving a goodbye.

I make my way to my car and let the act drop. I get in my car and rest my head on my steering wheel and let the ugly tears fall. I just need a distraction to escape today. I bang my hand on my dashboard and immediately regret it. I wince, holding my hand close to ny chest,  and let out a whine. I really can go for a drink.

Even though we weren't together it still had me shaken up. It doesn't matter that the break up was awful. I spent so much time with him, we lived together, we were childhood friends. I just want a distraction that would save me from the thoughts of him.

After a long winding drive I find myself lost in San Diego.  I didn't even realize I was driving for so long. The sun had already fallen and my music was blaring. I pull into a parking lot and stare at the different shops. People walk and chat as if the day is normal. Well...the day is normal. Just not for me. I think dryly. Reaching behind my seat I pull out a black hoodie, some sunglasses, and a black bucket hat. I quickly put them on and walk into Chancy's pub.

Time goes by in an instant and next thing I know im drunk with my head pounding along to the loud music. I rest my head on my head on the counter and raise my hand up slightly to get the bartender to come by again.

"Another?" He says concerned

"Hit me with a trash can. Double shot the vodka on this one. Need that shit to burn," I mumble.

"After this one I can't serve you mam," he says awkwardly

"Even if I give you a good tip," I peak my head up to look at him. My chin still rest on my hands though.

"I'm sorry. Im obligated to not serve once you reach a point where you are extremely intoxicated," he says handing me my drink.

"Damn," I say sadly sipping on my glass.

"Please tell me you aren't driving," he says concerned

"Aw shit. I forgot about that...I'm stupid but not that stupid. Don't worry about it kid," I hum looking at my contacts on my phone.

Hmm
Hmmmm
Hmmmm
Sandra is on a flight
Everyone else is out by hollywood
Ah
Corpse?

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Twitter

TheReal(Y/N)(L/N)
You live sandigo rite

Corpse Husband
I live in San Diego if thats what you're asking. Yes?

TheReal(Y/N)(L/N)
Can I have a favor?

Corpse Husband
Oh goodness

TheReal(Y/N)(L/N)
Can you please come get me? I'm shitfaced.
Sandra is on a flight.
Also I can hardly walk
I dont trust uber
Fuck uber

Corpse Husband
Where are you

TheReal(Y/N)(L/N)
-Y/N has shared her location.

Corpse Husband
It's gonna be 30 minutes.
Don't go anywhere.
And please do not drink anymore either

TheReal(Y/N)(L/N)
Don't worry.
The damn bartender want serve me anymore anyway

Corpse Husband
Dear lord how much did you drink?

TheReal(Y/N)(L/N)
6 shots, 4 garbage cans, 2 margaritas, and a long island ice tea
Sadly no alcohol poisoning

Corpse Husband
I'm on my way now

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"Hey honey?" I motion to the bartender.

"Yea?" He asks

"Can I just get a water with ice," I say slapping my cheeks lightly trying to pull myself together

"Sure thing," he said sadly.

As he hands me my water I sip on it and try not to cry. I look up at the tv and watch the basketball game on. Before I know it, about 45 minutss passes and I hear the chair next to me squeak.

"What's a girl like you doing in a place like this," a deep voice says breaking my trance.

Corpse.

I turn toward him and see black curly hair, deep brown eyes, and his pale skin. That's all I can grasp from his appearence since he is wearing a mask that shields from his nose down.  I scan him for a second and then smile.

"Hey baby " I chuckle.

"I came here hoping to get smashed. Here we are~" I say sarcastically. I play with the black straw in my glass of water.

"Are you ready to go?" He asks.

As he is about the get up I grab his sleeve and look up at him.

"Can you order just one more shot?" I say holding up a finger. "I'll then pay and we can go. I promise," I then say sticking up my pinky.

"(Y/N)...I think there is a reason they don't want to serve you anymore...," he says with a chuckle

"Please," I whine. "Just one I promise," I please

He locks his pinky with mine. "Just one," he enforces.

Corpse with a sigh sits and puts up two fingers to call the bartender over.

"Is it possible I can get two shots of Montenegro?" Corpse asks

"Yea," the guy says and walks off

"Ooh. A man who knows the good stuff," I laugh leaning on him. I can hardly hold myself up at this point. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and rubs my arm with his hand.

"So lovebug. What's it take for a girl like me to leave with your actual phone number?" I ask looking up toward hi.

"Oh boy," he says clearing his throat. "I'm in for something aren't I?" He says talking to himself.

The bartender brings the two shots over and I pull out my card. "Put his and all mine on this card," I say with a nod.

The bartender looks in suprise probably now realizing who I am since my name is on the card and scurries off to the register. As hes gone I quickly seperate myself from Corpse,  take the shot  and cock my head back. Corpse next to me pulls off one half of his mask, the side facing me remaining on, and downs his own. Once I get my card back, he stands up. I go to follow but essentially trip on to Corpse.

"Woah there," he says

"Hi~" I say with a laugh. "I uh. Can't seem to walk," I giggle

"Here let me help," he mumbles. He grabs my waist and helps me walk as I try to keep up with his long legs.

"You're so kind and sweet and handsome and I'm such an undesirable piece of garbage," I whine as we make our way to his car.

"No you're not...," he says helping me into the passenger seat.

"See you're just proving my point," I groan putting on my seatbelt.

As he walks around he gets in the car and starts it. We sit in silence for a little bit and I notice he's just staring at me. "What do I have something on my face?" I say rubbing at my lips. I then pull down the visor and look in the mirror.

He just shakes his head and laughs at my antics "Your address?" He asks.

"Oh can we just go to your place?"I saw with a yawn. I lean my head on the cool glass.

"Um..."

"Nothing sexual. My house is far. I can close my eyes as you drive so I don't know where you live. Also if it makes you feel better I am a hundred percent not going to remember anything after entering that bar," I say with a dry laugh.

"Okay..." he says starting to take off away from the bad.

He drives with one hand and rests his arm on the console. I need comfort. Withought puttting any second thought into it I grab his hand and mine and hum to myself as my eyes stay closed. I can't see his hand but I can feel his silver rings cool metal on my fingers. He squeezes my hand and I smile.

I think I dozed off for a bit but I was woken up by Corpse opening my door and me almost falling out.

"Oh god I am so sorry," He says helping me out of the car.

"I'm gonna keep my eyes closed. Just lead the way hun," I say holding onto his arm.

I hear the sound of the car locking and then a door clicking open. Once he lets me go I look in and see a sofa.

"I'm gonna sit. Yea...sitting would be nice," I say walking to the sofa. "Mhmmm yes soft" I hum.

Corpse just stares at me as I try to
to take of my thigh high boots but struggle terribly. "Can you help me hun?" I ask lifting my leg. "Ugh why do I even bother wearing these things. I should just commit to being a barefoot hobo," I complain

He begins chuckling to himself and ghe ge walks over and unzips my boots. Corpse tugs them a little as I wiggle my leg.

"You're too nice to me," I wail dramtically.

"You're okay (Y/N), relax," he says sushing my antics.

"Can I borrow some clothes," I say reaching for the zipper of my dress.

"Woah there. Wait until you're in the bathroom," Corpse says in shock "I'll go get clothes"

I go to stand up and fall back on the couch causing me to laugh. I let out a deep breath and try again just to fail miserably. Corpse comes back in with a shirt and some shorts and sees me struggling. He leans on the wall and watches me try to stand again. I fail miserable and he pinches his nose.

"Let me help you," he says softly.

"No I got this," I say and slap my hand on my chest "I'm strong. I ain't no bitch," I say angry

This turns into me trying to hype myself up by hitting my chest and saying I'm strong over and over again.

"Im *hit* strong!" I say my chest turning a vibrant shade of pink.

"(Y/N)! Stop hitting yourself," Corpse says worried.

My proclomations of being strong slowly spirals into my crying and hitting my chest weaker. "I'm strong" I say between hiccups.

"Ah!" Corpse says sitting next to me and hugging me close to hin.

"Everything is gonna be okay. What's wrong? Please don't cry. I don't know how to handle this," he rambles.

"I'm fine," I say crying into his chest. "That's what I am supposed to say right. Yea I'm fine," I say trying to convince myself of it to be true.

Corpse hugs me tighter and brushes his hands through my hair in hopes to calm me down. I take a deep shaky breath and inhale his amazing cologne.

"Can you just help me to the bathroom please?" I whimper

"Yeah," he says helping first standing and then pulling me up by my hands. Hs leads me over to the bathroom as I steady myself with my hand on the wall.

Before I enter I turn toward Corpse my eyes almsif closed. "Can you get this fucking zipper. Ugh," I say trying to reach for it

I hear it unzip and I walk into the bathroom and strip off my bra and then just wear the shirt. His pants are too big for me. I then lean on the wall and follow it back to the living room. I plop myself on the couch and pass out.

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Group Chat: DA BOYZ

Corpse
So this is a thing that happened tonight

Sykkuno
What happened?

Pewdiepie
How did you even get her to go over there

Corpse
She asked to come over then passed out hard

Jacksepticeye
Is she okay? She was acting a little strange during her interview today

Corpse
I have no idea.

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