"Can I take this fucking blindfold off now?" I asked.
"Let us get you out the car first, damn." Brady said.
They took me out the car.
"Take the blindfold off." Jackson said.
I took the blindfold off to reveal a strip club. A nude strip club.
"What the hell?" I asked.
"You're about to be tied down with a baby. And probably a wife. We need to have as much fun as possible. So let's see some titties!" Jackson said.
"Lets see some titties!" I said.
We walked to the line and skipped to the front.
"You know who this is? One of the Ledgers. Y/N Ledger to be specific. Billionaire." Brady said.
"And do you know who this is? Brady Gault. Starting tight end for the Rams. He just got a 70 million dollar contract extension." I said.
"I'm Jackson Lindquist. World renowned chef. Actually just opened my ninth restaurant about a month ago." Jackson smiled.
"I know who two thirds of you are. Go in." The bouncer said.
"Preesh." I said.
I walked inside and was met with the smell of weed, alcohol, and sweat.
"I need to get a lap dance asap!" Jackson said running off.
"Me too fuck it." Brady said.
"I'm telling Courtney!" I shouted to Jackson. He just flipped me off.
I just stood in my spot and looked around.
"Are you lost?" I heard someone say.
I turned around to a lightskin girl in purple lingerie.
"I am lost, but I'm taken. Well I'm not actually taken, but in my mind I am." I said.
"I'm Diamond." She said sticking out her hand.
"Y/N." I said shaking her hand.
"So ima ask one more time. Are you lost?" She asked.
"Yeah. I've never been here before." I said.
"Just stay.
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I walked in to the house and heard music coming from the studio. I walked in and saw Ariana singing with some girl.
"Ooh Ari, who is this?" She asked with a British accent.
"I'm Y/N Ledger. You are?" I asked.
"I found one you don't know?" Ariana asked surprise.
"Sorry I don't know a lot of Brits." I said.
"I'm Dua Lipa." The girl said.
"Dope name." I said.
"Thank you, Y/N Ledger. You have a nice name as well." She said.
"What y'all working on?" I asked.
"We're already finished, so we don't need your lyrical expertise." Ariana laughed.
"I just wanted to hear!" I said.
"She can hear." Dua said.
"Fine." Ariana said playing the song. "It's called Pretty Please."
It was a pretty good song.
"I like it." I said.
I heard the door to the house open and then lots of noise.

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The Hookup (Ariana/You)
FanfictionY/N Ledger is an unstable, emotionally unavailable billionaire with a bad past. One day she saves Ariana Grande from a mob of paparazzi, and the two end up hating each other. But after a while, they began to like each other more and more. Only probl...