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Y/n looked at herself in the mirror, she flattened her red laced dress, she had little makeup on but enough that you could tell, her hair was straight and was pushed back so it went down her back and black high heels.
She sighed. The girl felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach, and felt as if she would collapse due to how wobbly her legs were. But she didn't understand why. She's been to many award shows, so why was this one so different?
The girl sighed once more before being ushered towards the black SUV. Her manager sat next to her while her Y/G (your guardian) sat in front, both on their phones.
Y/n's y/g noticed the girl not being herself and placed a hand on her knee causing y/n to look up.
"Everything alright dear?" They asked, giving y/n a small smile.
Y/n took a deep breath before putting a fake smile on, "yep! Everything is just fine."
Y/n's y/g looked her in the eyes and gave her a look, they knew she was lying. "Just tell me y/n/n."
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Blissful ✧ 𝐅.𝐖 (FINISHED)
Fanfiction𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 /blɪs/ 𝘝𝘦𝘳𝘣 INFORMAL 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦: 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥; 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦: 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. (( FINIS...