Shay and I pull up to the MTV EMA's in our co-ordinated outfits. As soon as we begin to walk on the orange carpet, all paparazzi turn our way as begin to pose.
I hear several questions about Juan which I ignore as I lean into Shay for the pictures. I'm praying that I don't have flashback because I did my own makeup today but I had to use quite a few of Shay's products since I left my own makeup bag in her car which her assistant took.
"ARE YOU DATING?"
"IS MALUMA HERE?"
"CAN WE GET A KISS?"
"KYLIE!"
I contemplate kissing Shay just for the bants but I know that Kris Jenner will have my head. My head will literally be chilling on a pike once she's done with me, it's mad that they can't tell the difference between Kylie and I.
Where Kylie had her lip fillers taken out, I still have my natural lips looking juicy as fuck. I have a British accent and my mannerisms aren't the same, you can literally tell that I'm not not American.
"Fuck me." I cry out. "These flashes are the reason why I don't do red carpets."
I complain as we take solo pictures before stalking off inside, I do love a red carpet but it is draining. I can hardly see where I'm walking.
Not long after Shay comes in and we find our seats, we are a few seats away. Zendaya is hosting the show which is pretty dope and she is killing it.
After 5 awards and 3 performances, I'm taken backstage to get ready for my performance. I'm only at this award show just to perform, I'm not nominated or anything cause I haven't released anything in a while.
It's takes me half an hour to get ready, I had a stylist waiting for me and I literally had Chris Appleton come and do my hair for the performance. While waiting I see a makeup case so I begin to glow up some more.
"Performing next is a British Rose, the ever so talented ELLE LEX!" There is a generous amount of screams that circulate the building as Heidi Klum introduces me.
I start the song off with an acapella of the chorus. Instead of already being on stage beforehand, I decide to walk on stage while singing.
Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you
Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout ...
I place my hand on my waist before the beat drops and I kill it.
All girls wanna be like that
Bad girls underneath like that
You know how I'm feeling inside
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout
All girls wanna be like that
Bad girls underneath like that
You know how I'm feeling inside (somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout)somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you
I end the song by droppin' low and winking at the camera as the whole arena applauds. I laugh as I get up, I thank my dancers as I look at audience with a smile until I see Juan applauding me.
I give him a soft smile as the lights drop.
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NickiMinaj: Females are dominating
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I'm literally at awe over the fact that Nicki Minaj invited me to her after party and I met Beyonce. Now, I needs to meet Tamar Braxton for my life to be complete.
"Elle, lookin' fine as ever." I hear as an arm goes over my shoulder, I shrug their arm off before turning around to see who it is.
"Tyga." I sneer. "How's you career going? Non-existent, right."
He chuckles as he checks me out, I really don't like him. I had been advising Kylie to drop him for the longest time but she still stayed a few years before moving onto Travis.
Tyga was chatting the most about Kylie before getting me involved, talking about having threesomes and all that shit. It really pissed me cause he started posting pictures of me on his stores which was bringing a lot of hate my way. People thought that I was dating Tyga, which I would never. I don't even find him attractive.
"I see that Spanish guy is pumping his cum into you, that batty is looking fat as ever." His hand grazes my bum and I slap him. A few people turn our way.
"Firstly don't ever fucking touch me." I hiss, "And atleast my guy has something." My eyes drop down to his crotch before rolling my eyes.
"He ain't got shit on me. I made y'all." I laugh at this.
"BITCH! I've been made, you messing with the wrong one." I get in his face, "He's got everything over you, his relevant and you ain't."
He glares at me and I chuckle.
"My man didn't pay for his hairline." I hiss before whispering in his ear, "Don't forget that I got all types of shit on you, fuck with me or even breath my name... I will end your career more than you getting dumped by Kylie did."
I smirk as I walk away from him.
"Security, we got trash over there." I say in an American accent as I flip my hair.