May 8, 2018
“i’m not the right type of person to fall in love with, y’know.“
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“i’m not the right type of person to fall in love with, y’know.“
“wait, her??“ jagger stared at his manager that just straight up told him to “fake date” for the sake of promoting both their albums. the singer looked over at the other and pulled a face in disgust. “but we hate each other.“ the older man in front of him shrugged his shoulders, telling the both of them that it was not his problem and they just had to do what was told. “i doubt this is going to work.“ he said with a shrug, getting up out of the chair.
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jagger wasn't entirely into award shows. sure, he went whenever he got invited because the exposure was just nice and he liked performing at such events. but he didn't like most people that went there and all the fakeness that came with it. it just wasn't his cup of tea, really. jagger just wanted to write music and sing. that was what he had been all about since the beginning. however, he did like the after parties and somehow his after parties were always a big success. a lot of people showed up and a lot of people had a good time. just like tonight. it was the night after the mtv video music awards and it was needless to say that the party was on full swing. everyone was drinking, dancing and just having a good time. he loved it. jagger downed a fourth shot and placed the glass back down on the bar and he let out a satisfied sigh. this was going to be a good night.
“well- you can watch me on tv right? when i’m on that stage i’ll be thinking of you and just you.” jagger put on is shirt and tucked it into the black trousers before sliding his feet into his leather shoes. "i promise i won't be going to any after parties either. i'm coming straight home okay?" the singer was getting ready to go to a pretty important award ceremony and he couldn't take her. he put his tie on and he sat down next to her on the bed. "i'll bring you next time okay?"
“Jordan?” This was a small town and the fact that Jagger never left it was quite embarrasing, but not as embarrasing as running into someone he went to school with with a twelve-pack of toilet paper under his arm and a big ass box of super-jumbo tampons in his right hand. "I-- Hi!" He said, curling up a slight smile while holding up the box. "It's that time of the month." He said with a goofy grin, then looking down and shaking his head. "Kidding. They're my sister's.. Obviously." A soft sigh left his lips, shrugging. "Are you in town for the summer?"
Jagger wasn’t pleased about this whole opening act situation. He knew that once he was going to go on tour he was going to have a singer opening up for him, but did he really have to go meet the girl? He already had a busy schedule. "Do I really have to go see her now?" The male asked his manager, before letting out an exhausted sigh. Jagger's manager told him to be nice before taking off, leaving Jagger alone in his support act's dressing room.
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