Ms-gigi​:

tcssthompson​:

i’m being one hundred percent honest with you when i say that’s basically how my entire life has felt, lately. sorry to hear about the fender bender, boo, but i take it you’re all okay? aside from your pride, of course. tmz are a bunch of bastards, but i guarantee it’ll be forgotten in a couple days. just give it some time. hi hailey, i’m tessa.

So you feel what I feel? Like its a never-ending cycle of bad but it doesn’t seem like it’ll stop. I’m okay, a bruised pride and a dent to my driving record but I’m glad it wasn’t extreme. TMZ was the kicker on top of it all, horrible. It’s lovely to meet you! How are you doing?

Suddenly you're in a horror film, running from a masked murderer. Your only companion is the last person you texted, and your only weapon is whatever is currently closest to your left hand. What is the movie like and do you think you could survive?

I’m a little concerned about this question and the nature surrounding it... did you start watching Halloween movies early? 

The last person I texted was Ashley.. I think with her experience from being on Pretty Little Liars and my fast reflexes, we could survive this horror movie. Since I’m in the kitchen.. the closest thing would be a wooden spoon right now. I’m not going to make it out unscathed but Ashley probably will.

No, really.. are you okay? Are you drinking enough water and getting sleep?

dmiidvonne​:

Smokᥱ Fιᥣᥣᥱd Room ⮕ 𝚏𝚝. 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚠𝚒𝚗

demi wouldn’t lie, she was way too excited to be out with hailey, going dancing with the taller woman always made her feel better in a situation like these. the brunette always reached out to the model when she had to go to functions because hailey made then ten times better for her to endure. smiling wide as she saw the blonde answer the door and her eyes soaked the beauty up. “shit, girl trying to make me faint before we even get there?!” she asked the woman. as she let hailey take her hand as they walked to her car, she let it go before walking around and getting into the drivers side. “seriously, i need to totally dance and try to have fun at this stupid thing” laughing as she started her car up. looking over she smiled at hailey brightly before she took off towards the club. 

driving off she looked over at the woman and cupped her chin with her hand and smiled. “you look gorgeous…too bad you came with me” she snickered with a flirt in there. pulling her hand away she turned on the radio and tapped on the womans clutch. “play some jams babe..” putting her hand back on the wheel as she looked around as she drove. “we’re gonna have some fuckin’ fun..dance our asses off…make an ex jealous cause it’s what we do” 

with a playful roll of her eyes at demi’s comment, hailey figured she would shower demi with compliments once they were in the car. right now, all she was focused on was making sure she didn’t run the pair later than she already did. closing the passenger door, the model turned to demi with a laugh and buckled herself in. running her fingers through her long blonde locks, she smoothed her curled ends, figuring they’d get papped the second they pulled up. “i think we owe it to ourselves, those functions are stressful,” the words were followed with a sigh, glancing at the passing cars. the blonde wanted to drown her worries in alcohol and some good bass and demi was the perfect partner. turning her head, hailey was met with demi’s hand on her chin. her words prompted her to scrunch her nose playfully, using her own index finger to tap the woman’s nose. “the hottest date title goes to you..” she said.

reaching for demi’s aux cord, hailey put her playlist on shuffle and set her phone down on her lap. “i’m excited, it’s always a great night out when we go out and cause some trouble.” peering over at the leather dress demi wore, hailey gasped and ran her fingers over the cut-outs. “oh my god, babe.. this looks gorgeous on you.. look at those curves!” the taller female gushed, playfully dancing her fingers over her thigh. “you’re killing it mama.. i think i might have to bring you home with me,” she said, throwing in a wink. she always thought demi had amazing taste in fashion and admittedly, sometimes it led to a little bit of style envy from hailey. there was hardly any room for silence when hailey spoke up again. “so is the wannabe backstreet boy going to be there?” she questioned.

TWITTER - DM

mileycyrus: what has he done? do i need to kick someone’s ass for hurting one of my besties? tell me everything though, please.

haileybaldwin: supposedly boasting about how "much better" his life has gotten since he "decided to focus on himself".

haileybaldwin: either i'm a shitty girlfriend/fiance or justin has gone senile. but no worries.. i’m fueled by anger mostly... such an ass.

ffsbrendon​:

I swear TMZ plots that shit.  They were probably stalking you and hey, let’s run into her and catch it all.  I wouldn’t put it past them.  They are always looking for the next mark.  What were you blasting?  That is my question. 

I am with you on that one! There’s no way they happen to be there at the right time and place every single time and be completely innocent right? I think we should whip up a conspiracy theory about this. Some good ol’ Green Day, right where it all hurts.. Boulevard of Broken Dreams, honey.

robbiemvrgot​:

I hope you’re okay? Nothing gets under my skin more than the paparazzi taking advantage of someone having an actual serious thing happening. I don’t promote violence, but I would have seriously punched someone. I have been in a situation where they literally wouldn’t let us pull out in our car, and I was heated. I would say keep listening to the music, but maybe don’t head bang? It’s nice to meet you, Hailey. I am Margot.

I’m okay physically but a little bit annoyed it happened. I’m right with you, they like to be in everyone’s business and I would have loved to have seen you punch them because they need a good maul to the face once in awhile. Were you leaving and they blocked you? Oh, that’s the one way they can get everyone.. I suggest revving your engine up and maybe give them an innocent scare! I know who you are, I’m like, the biggest fan of you. I’m trying not to fangirl too much.

jezzyhq​:

Oh god, so you were just chilling and all of a sudden a flock of paps and you hurt your car? damn, is it okay? are you okay? I have so many questions. I can’t help but jam out in the car, so I wouldn’t know what to do, you’re braver than me. Nice to meet you Hailey, I’m Joe and we’ve all been there.

It was an attack of the paparazzi combined with the head banging gone wrong. My car is okay, the driver in me is offended but I’ll get over it. Are you a headbanging jammer or a lip syncing jammer? Choose wisely! Nice to meet you too, I’m so glad I’m not alone. How are you doing?

txhardy​:

that wouldn’t surprise me, she wanted her five minutes in the limelight as well and she was going to get it by being a dick. have you seen anything posted about the accident or what happened afterwards? because press is press and either way it went, you were getting your name out there. her’s too, obviously. not that you need a fender bender to be the reason to get your name out in the papers or the gossip shit. 

It’s typical Hollywood, I’ve learned. Nothing yet which surprises me but maybe TMZ is waiting for the perfect moment to post it. I could care less about getting my name out there, sometimes it’s better to be known for the good things and make quiet noise. So tell me, does the press find you?

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

“Tired of being so sad, tired of getting so mad, baby Stop right now, you'll only let me down...”

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Alcohol Usage .... and Justin Bieber. 🤷‍♀️

10 minutes... 

 The features on the blonde's exquisite face were stone cold, her brown eyes staring at her lockscreen while she waited for a text back from Justin. Weeks passed since their last altercation, when everything ended on a sour but heartbreaking note. Unlocking her screen, she checked her messages again only to find they were left unread. Her gaze turned to the house they once shared, seeing the hallway light illuminating the center of the house -- he was home but refused to acknowledge her. A strained breath left her lips and she threw her hands up in defense.  Hailey played it by his rules for years, at least she owed it to herself to get the rest of her belongings and Oscar back into her care. Unlocking her car, she let herself out of her Range Rover and released another sigh to steady her racing heart when she stood in front of the house. Her sneakers hit against the pavement while her fingers shakily fidgeted with the key. Maybe with her luck, Justin wouldn't be home after all. 

Her fingers wrapped around the doorknob, praying under her breath this would be seamless while she inserted the key. Fiddling with the knob a few times, the model cursed under her breath while she turned it once more. Click. Finally. Stepping in quietly, the waft of his cologne greeted her and it instantly crushed her. Her heartbreak shattered harder, her pain growing unbearable while it burned through her veins. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill. She breathed shakily, glancing around  their living room. She wanted to surrender, she wanted to fight. Hailey never gave up easily, not when it came to the people she loved.  Justin’s voice traveled down the staircase, causing Hailey to perk up as a force of habit. Tightening her lips, the blonde struggled to contain herself. She knew she had to constrain her itch to run to him and mumble apologizes, especially when she heard a female voice answer back.

Her sadness suddenly replaced itself with infuriating rage, seeing red. Hailey stalked upstairs to her closet and yanked her suitcases out. She didn't care, she didn't want to think it through and she would rather be caught dead than work it out with him now. Piling clothes into them, she didn't have a plan or cared to be organized when the voices got louder. Giggles boomed from the bedroom, tears springing to her eyes once again. Her breath got shallower and panicky because she didn't want to face him or whoever the hell his mistress could be. Zipping one of the suitcases, she moved to the next while hangers were thrown everywhere and she focused on grabbing the basics. A bark sounded through the walk-in closet, breaking Hailey from her frenzy while Oscar whimpered and greeted her. Kneeling down, she gathered the pup in her arms and ran her fingers through his fur. "It's going to be me and you now, okay?" the blonde whispered, choking back a sob at the realization of how fast everything was ripped out from underneath her feet. She was done, she was out of this. Hailey wanted nothing to do with Justin, not when he moved on and clearly never loved her in the first place. 

Wheeling out her suitcases after letting Oscar roam free, she craned her neck to press her ear against the door of the bedroom the couple once shared. Breaths and whispers echoed back, the rage roaming high and scalding through her. Throwing the door open, the female leaned against the doorframe and crossed her arms. "Nice... real trophy move." she spat. Her eyes gazed over the woman beside him, instantly recognizing her. It seemed like Justin didn’t need Hailey anymore.. it kind of felt like he couldn’t be tied down. Seeing him in basketball shorts and the other femme barely dressed in anything one could consider to be modest, it stung more. Locking eyes with the male, his words surprised her. "You're just now coming to get your things? I knew I should have changed that lock...it's almost like you were thinking me and you might be a thing again?” Was this... the same man she fell in love with or was Hailey completely blind? She watched him while he stood up. “It's about time...she's a lot of fun. No thinking required." 

“So, what are you still doing here, Hailey?” he asked and gestured to the door, causing her to tilt her head in attitude. “You got your suitcase..now leave?" The blonde stammered in complete shock, not recognizing whoever this loser was. Clarification: It was not the male she fell in love with but rather the idiot she made the mistake of saving. "Are you... out of your mind?" she asked in disbelief. Out of instinct, the blonde took a few steps forward but stopped herself. No. She didn't want Justin but she wanted him to suffer the way he caused her to. "I would never be with you again because you're nothing but a joke," she said firmly. If he wanted to be rude, she was ready to throw it back in his face. "You're nothing but the same sixteen year old kid I met those years ago. You're never going to change and frankly, you don't deserve anything...” 

It felt like they were at a stand-off, both of them staring at each other. She knew Justin, he wouldn’t step down... he wasn’t the type. The model contemplated  leaving silently or fighting it out but she knew neither of them would get them on good terms again. A light chuckle fell from his lips when he stepped forward and Hailey did not expect his next words. "I took you in with the goodness of my heart, this whole 'set up' from our parents...?” Justin paused to let out another laugh and Hailey scoffed, putting her hand up to dismiss him. She didn’t want to hear anymore of his lies and began to walk back to the door so she could collect her items and leave, but Justin kept talking. “I felt bad...I knew if I whispered the right words, and treated you good..that you'd fall right at my feet, and guess what, Hailey? You did...and right as I needed you, you came right back." 

Hailey stopped in her tracks. She lost all control over her mind and her actions and before she could register it, the blonde whipped around and  it seems as if her brain decidely thought it would be a smart idea for her to.. .chuck her sneaker at her ex-fiance. "Please... go fuck  yourself!!" she exclaimed. The femme on the bed jumped to his support and Hailey rolled her eyes. Hot on her heels, she quickly left the house with tears falling down her cheeks. She felt used, stupid, and played like a fool. He was the person she gave her all to but he never wanted it. 

Her sobs turned into weeps on the way home and all she wanted was to be alone and face this on her own but her heart broke when she pulled up her driveway. Loneliness was becoming a familiar feeling and alcohol was quickly becoming her dangerous companion. The rest of the night went by as a blur while she replayed the fight in her mind over and over, drinking away her sorrows and pain while Oscar cuddled by her side. It didn’t help that Justin posted a photo and the alcohol spurred her on to post cryptic messages. Eventually, she deleted them and settled on posting a selfie with Oscar to mask her pain. At least, no one would know she cried herself to sleep, right?