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Beca:

As Theo spoke about some artist that wanted to work with me, I felt my phone go off in my pocket.

*bellabitch liked your tweet*

Who?

I had a random twitter account, just one where I could post about anything I wanted without the whole world knowing it was me. Of course, there was no information that could lead it back to me. I am 100% sure that other celebrities have a secret account. Ever since I became famous I just wanted a private twitter account where I could RT and post how I felt without fans and media finding out and posting it everywhere else. No one knew about it, not even my closest friends.

"Are you even listening Beca?" Theo smirked

"Was I supposed to be?" I sassed back, he gave a small laugh before rolling his eyes

Theo used to work with DJ Khaled but decided he wanted to move on from LA and ended up coming to New York. I can not even remember how we met or how we began working together, I do know that he is amazing though! We get on well and have a laugh all the time, no day is boring with Theo.

"Not up for working with them, plus I have never heard of them" I told him

We were going through emails on new bands/artists. After getting about halfway, we gave up. I had enough work to do as it is right now so adding more artists is just going to be more work for me to do. Once I had finished helping Bieber, I will definitely help more people, this guy was a nightmare to work with and I could not wait to be finished!

"Finish up tomorrow? It is nearly 6 pm and I don't think we can do anything else until he comes in and actually gives us an idea" Theo told me

"Sounds good to me, I will get Shannon to ring his management tomorrow morning" I explained

As much as I love my job, there were some downsides to it, such as working with this idiot! He has been no help what so ever! I don't think he realises that I have 3 other albums to be getting on with, as well as my own personal life.

Once Theo had left, I pulled my phone out my pocket, noticing I had another notification from 'bellabitch'. I had tweeted about David Guetta earlier and she had liked and replied to it.

'He needs to bring new music out!'

I liked her tweet before shutting my phone off, shoving it back into my pocket. When I had packed up my laptop and headphones, I made my way to the elevator, heading into the lower carpark. This was my own studio, I didn't want to have one that was in someone else's building, if I am going to work then it'll be in my own space and building.

Before I started up my car, I set up my phone to my car, just so I could play music on my way home. Not having music on in the car is like having a swimming pool with no water.

When I arrived home I saw Amy in the kitchen, Koby sitting on the worktop and then Jax sitting at Amy's feet. What was she doing? I pulled my phone out, taking a photo of them all. Koby is my 7-year-old son,then Jax was my boxer dog. Amy has lived here for just over a year. She needed somewhere to live, she was at the lowest point I have ever seen her in. She had lost her job, apartment and her so-called boyfriend just fucked off. She was my best friend, I wasn't going to watch her struggle. I helped her get a job so it isn't like she doesn't pay for anything. She helps pay for the all the bills and grocery shopping. I obviously pay more towards the bills as I earn a lot more than her, plus it is my house.

"Mummy we are making smoothies!" Koby smiled happily as I walked into the kitchen

"That is awesome buddy!"

As I went over to him, I quickly said hello to Jax, before giving Koby a hug.

"After your smoothe, PJs, and bed okay Kobe?" I said and he nodded happily

I would obviously say goodnight and tuck him in, I had to. Not because he wanted me to but because he is my baby and I know how quickly he is growing up.

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Kobe was now in bed, I had eaten and showered, as has Amy so we were both on the sofa, watching some TV. I was also on my phone, just answering emails and messaging Theo about tomorrow.

*1 New Message*

It was on my private Twitter account. I don't have my notifications on my main one, pretty sure it would drive me crazy!

bellabitch: I noticed you like David Guetta? He is one of my favourites too!

badassbrunette : yeah he is a pretty good DJ.

bellabitch: For sure! Who else are you into?

badassbrunette: martin garrix is probably my
favourite, to be honest, and you? who do you like?

bellabitch: I am really into Taylor Swift at the moment, Beyonce, Katy Perry, and a few others.

badassbrunette: hate to sound rude but how come you decided to message me?

bellabitch: You liked David Guetta so I thought I would give you a message. I'm always looking for new friends, I can always stop if you wanted me too?

badassbrunette: no it's cool. i am heading to sleep soon though so goodnight.

bellabitch: Goodnight, talk soon.

I didn't reply to her message, there was really no point. Plus I was getting tired and just wanted to sleep. Once I had said goodnight to Amy, I headed upstairs. Before I go to bed I checked on Koby, I did every night, wouldn't be able to sleep if I didn't check. When I poked my head in, I noticed he was sitting up crying.

"Kobe, what the matter babe?"

"I miss daddy" He cried into my shoulder as I sat at the end of his bed

"I know buddy, me too but he is always looking down on you okay? He loves you" I sighed sadly

He continued to cry into my shoulder so I let him sleep in my room tonight, I wasn't going to leave him to stay alone when he was sad.

Matt had died last year, he was hit by a drunk driver. We had been friends for about 13 years, we have never dated but one night we just had a little bit too much to drink. It was definitely not a mistake because I got the perfect son. Me and Matt knew from day 1 that we would raise him together, even though we never lived together, he came round every day to help, even stayed around too. I did love him, he was my best friend.

I would love to find somebody but they either like me for my money or just want a one night stand. I don't want that, I want true love.