Song: Familiar- Liam Payne and J Balvin

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ARIANA IGLESIAS' POV:

Beth was being the best friend she is and entertaining me in return for raiding my stocked fridge.

Her excuse was that she executed a lot of energy last night, enjoying that man.

"Oh please you were back by 3 AM, even I know that you can't come so early" I joked making her choke on the watermelon.

"Oh please he wasn't my type" she brushed it off.

"Or maybe you are eager to play wife to some rich snob somewhere" I smirked hinting at what Oli said about being a fake wife.

"You were not supposed to know that..." She mumbled.

"Who's the lucky guy? Do I get to call him my fake brother-in-law?" I poked her as she sat down beside me.

"Just some boy with a golden spoon needing protection, an arrogant jackáss acting all privileged!" She said in frustration.

"Oh yeah we hate those!" I made a face with her.

"He's so irritating! Like one minute he acts all interested, like really interested and the next he's as cold as dry ice. I can't wait for this assignment to get over!" She dug her nails into my sofa seat.

"Oh and weren't you supposed to be there by his side? OMG I didn't realize it until now, you left your ASSIGNMENT FOR ME!" My eyes almost welled up.

"Oh I'd go as far as killing the Chief for you and so would you!" She pulled me in a hug. The only person I ever let hug me willingly. Except there's one more now.

We ordered Indian food for lunch and we watched a few shows for a few hours. As soon as the food came, we had our fill and turned into resting snails for the afternoon.

I heard snores rise from my fellow snail as I covered her with a throw blanket and accidentally changed the channel to Sony BBC Earth.

I watched as the narrator exaggerated the scene in front of me.

"This monkey has been separated from his family, he was left alone as he is now older." The money was searching for something.

"The temperature can fall really low in these areas, the monkey need to find someone to share warmth with..." Come on bigger monkey! Take him in your group, look he's so small and adorable.

"He has no one to cuddle with" Gosh he looks so cute!

"The temperature remains bearable, he hasn't found a place in the gang yet. Nature is giving him a second chance." Please don't die, please don't die.

"He spots the lower ranking monkey and tries to appeal to him, he lets him clean his fur. That is a sign of acceptance." Oh phew!

"That paid off and saved his live, he can now huddle against his surrogate family."

Now of course my brain had to churn this up into some weird dream as I fell asleep next to my snail.

I dreamt that Alex was the one looking for cuddles, after I disappeared leaving him all alone in the cold trees, he tried to appeal to a group of hot looking girls but they didn't pay him any attention, and he was about to settle for one of the girls as I woke up with a loud NO!

"Umphh goawai" I heard a mumble from my snail and went back to sleep.

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That evening:

I was loving the doing of my feet walking away from things that were not meant for me.

Like I gave away my hoodie that I wore when I died. It was a homeless person whom it would keep warm and it was better to give it away than re-live that night whenever I saw it.

I also decided to buy 5 cocktail dresses because we need to balance out that closet space, am I right?!

Out again with Beth at some other chic club, her still being in denial, me not finding any other fake boyfriends, I went out to get some fresh air, and reflect on why that tequila made me feeling like puking it right away.

My body was now used to break up drinking limits, so a shot of tequila shouldn't get me dizzy. Unless.

Confirming my suspicions 6 or 8 men pounced in front of me, my brain trying not to shut off.

One tried to grab my arm but I clumsily hit his chest when I wanted to cut off his air pipe. Two other walked closer looking like ameoba splitting into 4 men. I tried to focus on the ones who looked less transparent and kicked them, my hands assisting in anyway they could.

They finally got tired of the old Hollywood way of coming one by one so they all gathered around me, coming closer and closer until all lights around the shady club were blocked by their huge heads making me even more dizzy in the confinement.

I gasped the next second, finding breathable air after feeling so suffocated and found myself to be tied up to a table.

My head aching slightly as I looked around for an escape route because obviously these people did not like me.

As soon as I pulled on the ropes on my arms the double doors on the right banged open and entered a dumb looking man who seemed like puberty just him him yesterday at his 25th birthday. Wassup baby face.

"So the Princess is awake!" He spoke in a squeaky voice.

"Who are you and why me?" I sighed, bored already.

"All in due time" The guy brushed it off and reached for my legs.

"Are you going to separate my head from my body? Push my eyes so far back in my head that my skull breaks open leaving a brainy mush? Or maybe dissolve my body in acid so reactive that it melts bathtub from two floors and runs my flesh into the pipes?" I started being as gross as possible.

Silence.

"What...the...fúck....?" He was so confused.

He kept his hand on my leg and pulled out his mobile, texting someone.

I wished I didn't shave my legs so that he would be repelled by them, but some higher power was in my favourite and in came another more mature man, still dumb looking.

"How many times have I told you DO NOT TEXT ME on my personal number. It's for emergencies only!" That made me want to snicker but I kept it in.

"You told me to inform you when she woke up!" Baby face whined.

"People can track phones you idiot." The mature one slapped his head.

"I never do anything right for you!" He sighed and sat in a corner, pouting.

"Try doing left" I cracked.

"Ahh! The woman crush Wednesday! Honoured to make your presence." The mature man said in an evil voice. Honestly he was trying to hard, he should have watched some Disney movies to work on that.

"Why am I here?" I rolled my eyes, while sneakily taking out a blade from my dress. This might be the only time I'm grateful for no pockets because then they would have felt the blade and taken it out.

"You are the new interest of Alexander Dimitriou, so naturally we use you to get to him. We tried for his sister but that Stove guy is always there somehow!" He said casually.

"Are you fúcking serious right now?!
This is some rivalry bullshit, what do you think he's gonna come running to save me like a knight in shining armour? He thinks I'm dead! Oh suck my díck will ya?!" All the emotions piled up were slowly trying to explode.

"But u don't have one..." The mature one was confused.

"Boss it's just an expression something like "fúck you or cash me outside how bow dah"

"Kids these days..." He tutted.

"Yeah yeah blah blah blah freakin' teenagers, now if your are done with your BS, untie me before I bring you to your death bed!" My hands were already loose but I needed him to be closer and unaware.

That's when another bang echoed through the room signalling someone's entry. I pity the door.

The mature man turned around to a voice.

"Hey brother! Did you miss me?" So familiar.

As the guy moved to hug his sister I saw her face which made me gasp!

"Mia?!"

Oh dear...

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Who guessed it? Did you think it would be someone else?

Do you have a Beth?

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