Arden and I had been hanging out for nearly two months. Every single day I spent with her seemed crazier than the other. By this point, we were really good friends but at the same time, it was like we were a bit more than that. It was almost like we were dating but not quite. We hadn't had sex, but on occasion I had masturbated for her a few times. She actually joined in and played with herself a couple of times as well. You would think it would be weird, but it was honestly calming. It was just like doing it all by yourself in your bedroom, but you had someone to coach you and cheer you on. Touching yourself in front of someone like her was edgy and pretty f-cking sexy. From the looks of it, Arden hadn't opened her mouth to anyone about it either so that was great.

Thanks to being affiliated with Arden, although, I did gain more fame. A lot more fame. My Twitter followers skyrocketed millions, and people began acknowledging my work. Different people wanted me modeling in their fashion shows or for their products. I was getting so busy that I had to turn down some. It was amazing because in a way, Arden did make me more famous but at the same time, it was my work that drew people in. Arden could promote me all she wanted to, but if people didn't like my work then they weren't going to offer me a damn thing, but obviously my work was exceptional. Not to be cocky or anything, but it was a simple fact.

Being with Arden got me exposure, but also got me a bunch of hate. Lots of girls was jealous of just how much time I spent with Arden. There were always candid photos of us out shopping, clubbing or dining, and honestly, most people thought we were dating. Arden going on interviews and never denying anything didn't make things better either. She said she liked keeping the media alert and thirsty for answers, so sometimes she left questions unanswered. So, basically, in the media's eyes we were dating, thanks to Arden. To make their assumptions seem even more accurate, Arden suggested that we head to the Teen Choice Awards tonight...together.

Even though Ellie hated both of our guts, she got someone to deliver Arden her custom outfit. And let me tell you, Arden looked damn good in it. She had pulled up to my house in the back of a limo, looking like a million bucks as she sipped straight from a wine bottle. When she saw me, a smile spread across her face, showing off the golden fangs she had decided to wear tonight. I really wanted to kill her because I had them in my mouth as well. She thought that we should actually match for the awards show, which once again, only made media think we were dating even more. I thought the grills for your teeth thing was lame but Arden encouraged me that it was sexy. I guess she was right since I nearly lost it every time she wore hers.

Even though there were plenty of seats in the back of the stretched limo, Arden motioned for me to sit beside her. I did as told and soon the limo began driving off. The rapper was just looking at me as if she was observing how well I looked. It was a bit intimidating, but I was also checking her out. Her outfit fitted her so perfectly, and it was nice that Ellie put all of her effort into it even if she didn't like Arden. "You look stunning, little Budapest," she finally said after a while of just staring at me.

A bit of a shy smile came across my features. We were staring right into each other's eyes and I wasn't sure how I should have felt. At the moment, my stomach was doing somersaults and my breath was hindered. The way she looked at me just did something to me. It was pathetic of me to be so drawn into her.

To make things even worse, Arden leaned in and pressed her lips against mine. Random kisses from her were pretty frequent and tempting but they never really led to anything. They were usually instant and short lived. Every once in a while, although, there would be some close calls. This was one of those short, innocent kisses. It ended almost as soon as it was initiated. "Are you nervous about your first ever award show, kitten," she asked me as she took my hand in hers. Why was she being so sweet tonight? I was going to question her, but then I decided that I liked being treated like this all too well to ruin it.

"A little bit. I'm supposed to present an award tonight. I'm not even sure what for. My publicist called me today and literally asked me if I could fill in for one of her clients that wouldn't be able to make it. So, I'll probably embarrass myself on stage," I admitted with a blush. Being able to actually get some airtime was either going to be a blessing or a curse. I'd probably get up there and forget to read English or stumble on a few words on the screen that was going to display what I was supposed to sty. I was always a slow reader in English, so I was pretty sure to mess something up.

"Don't worry. I think you'll do fine. I mean, f-ck, I have to perform one of my hit songs, and then hop on stage with Justin for a world premiere of a single we collaborated on. Who are we to know if the fans are going to hate it or love it? We're going to get a genuine reaction out there tonight. We could get booed off the stage," Arden said with a chuckle. There was a bit of nervousness in that small chuckle of hers and it was pretty darn cute. I had never seen her nervous before. A smile spread across my lips before I leant in to kiss the tip of Arden's nose. She laughed admiringly at me. "Why are you so f-cking adorable?"

I shrugged my shoulders awkwardly and sheepishly. Her smile grew even more and I received another kiss to the lips. The limousine came to a stop and suddenly I could hear the noise of screaming girls. We must've arrived at the red carpet. I gulped and Arden gave me a reassuring smile as she took my hand. "Just smile, hold my hand and everything will be okay," she told me as we both got up from our seat. The limo driver opened the door for us. Arden got out of the limo first and the screams of the girls got almost unbearably loud. She helped me out of the vehicle and I looked up from the red carpet to a sea of fans on each side of the carpet, held back by a barrier. An announcer began screaming out our names and motioning for us to come over, but Arden stopped to sign a few autographs. Surprisingly, some people wanted a signature from me as well so I signed a few autographs and took a couple of photos.

After a while, Arden took my hand again and led me over to the giddy red carpet host. She stepped aside and examined our attire with much exaggeration. The woman was known for being on the hottest celebrity gossip show on television. I believe her name was Nicole, but I wasn't sure. Keeping up with celebrities weren't really my thing. The brunette host gave us both a smile that was covered in red lipstick that matched her long gown. "Whoa, are you two matching?! Scotty, babe, let everyone know what you have on!"

Arden turned to look into the camera that was focused on us and I did too. All of this was so weird. This was my first big event and I knew people were watching this from home, blogging and tweeting about every celebrity that showed up on the screen. I just hoped they were saying good things about me. "I'm wearing an Ellie Banks tailored, and custom made outfit," Arden said naturally with a smile that probably made some girl watching swoon. She put her arm around my waist, which made me feel a bit more at ease but also made me feel nervous about a whole different subject.

"So, you two are matching...you came together...Scotty, you have your arm around her waist so I'm going to ask the question a bunch of people want to know right now. Are you two dating?" The host looked for either Arden or I to answer the question. She looked desperate and hopeful that she would get the first dish. Both Arden and I both laughed it off, but then I felt Arden's lips press against my cheek.

"I don't date and tell," Arden told the woman teasingly. The host covered her face and acted as if she was disappointed and I laughed a bit awkwardly at how dramatic she was. "No, but, Mira and I are really good friends. She's an amazing, hardworking model. She's a good girl. I'm kind of crazy, probably supposed to be on medication, you know? But we have some things in common. I love hanging out with her and I think she feels the same, right, Mira?" Arden looked over towards me and I shook my head 'no' jokingly. That got a laugh from the host and a few members of the crowd.

I giggled a bit timidly before looking into the camera. "No, Arden is...she's okay."

"Arden?"

"I mean Scotty." My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. I was literally the only one that called the rapper by her real name. Me calling her by her real name was probably a confirmation that we were dating to some crazy gossip blogger out there. We were going to be on the front page of Perez Hilton's website. The host gave us a knowing smirk before letting us go on our way.

"Damn, now people really are going to think we're dating, little Budapest," Arden whispered into my ear as she kept her arm wrapped around my waist. "I guess that's not so bad. You'd make an amazing girlfriend."

Arden and I took pictures for the press. At first we did separate shots, but then she offered to take pictures together. Once again, we looked like we were dating as we both smiled at the camera with her arm wrapped around me. We even did some silly, dumb poses together which I knew were going to look super geeky and embarrassing in the morning. I'm sure bloggers and article writers would chose those pictures to attract readers on their thoughts of tonight's show later on. We've only been here for thirty minutes and had given them more than enough material.

The show went by surprisingly well. The ironic thing was that I got the honor to present an award to the best female rapper. Of course, Scotty XXX herself was the recipient. She came running onto the stage as if someone was going to steal the award from my grasp before I handed it to her. When she took the award from me she kissed my cheek and then went on an insanely long speech. I wasn't even sure what it was about. It was all over the place, but the audience was eating it up. "I'm sorry I can't stop talking. I'm on a weed withdrawal. Can I say weed on the tellie? F-ck it, someone light one backstage." The crowd roared with laughter as a producer on the ground waved dramatically for Arden to get off of stage. She reluctantly obliged and I escorted her to the back.

Later that night, she had performed twice. Her solo performance had everyone on their feet and going just as crazy as her. She ended it and got a standing ovation. The last performance of the night, although, was her and Justin's new song. I had heard snippets of it that she let me hear over the past month and it was pretty good. Everyone seemed to like it and they nodded their head to the song even though they didn't know the lyrics yet.

It was beautiful just how much people loved Arden. She was a genuine star. Once the show ended, and we were backstage, different celebrities stopped us multiple times to chat with her. Through the process, I got to meet some new people. I almost fainted when I saw Justin Timberlake, probably the only man that could ever make me somewhat hot and bothered. He congratulated Arden and I smiled at him the whole time. My smile grew even harder when he said my name. If Justin Timberlake knew of me, then I had definitely made it.

After greeting and meeting a few celebrities, Arden and I went to the after party which was hosted by a few singers that I had never heard of. Whoever they were, everyone was at their party. The building was stocked to the brim and it reminded me of one of Arden's parties. I had been to quite a few of her parties within the past month, and each one got crazier. This party didn't necessarily live up to hers, but it was definitely wild. A lot of celebrities were in the building as drunk as ever. Arden wasn't drunk, but she was a bit high from earlier. After accepting her award, in her honor, someone literally lit a joint for her need. Now, she was even more rambunctious.

"Look who it is," she yelled to me over the music. I looked up at her to see her nodding her head over to the left. My eyes followed the direction her head was shaking towards. At first, I didn't know what the hell or who the hell she wanted me to see. There was a sea of people but no one really stood out. "In the corner, kitten," she said after a while of me looking confused as hell. My eyes shifted towards the corner and I instantly knew who she was trying to point out. Ellie.

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Boring chapter, but it's a set-up. If you've noticed I've got tired of changing celebrity names so f-ck it. Idgaf.

Also, Arden and Mira's outfits are in the external link.

I don't have questions for this chapter??????????

What do you guys think is going to happen next, I guess???????

What's your favorite movie???????????? Give me something to watch.