Hollywood. A city of glamour. Brimming with hotties and heartthrobs, movie stars and mansions, glitz and glam.
It's also the home of a hot new band sweeping the nation. Just Past Paradise. Four boys. The subject of every typical teenage girl's dreams. Well, I’d like to know what girl dreams of being thrown off a balcony by their lead singer.
I swear, I would have never set foot in Hollywood if I had known the place was full of artificial boy bands that were actually not as sweet as they sounded on the radio. Then again, that may have just been auto tune.
They're the reason why I am now caught in a web of deadly, deceptive dilemmas.
But hey, fake is the new real, right?
[Collab between awesome4evah and beautyatwork]