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valerie casablancas x elijah hewson
chapter one || 🎬🤍🦢

❝ what the hell! ❞

valerie casablancas knew her worth and prided herself in it. while she was usually a humble person, people started making claims that she was using her parents for their fame and didn't actually appreciate what they gave her. it was like these people who made fake claims on the internet with no source to back it up, really knew her.

she knew she had everything handed to her and never really had a bad life. she told both her parents all the time that she was oh so grateful for everything they had given to her. but how would randomers on the internet know? they wouldn't. so instead, she mocked them.

after getting permission from her mom and dad, she played into their claims. from her endless selfies with fellow nepotism baby, iris apatow and gracie abrams, and her many pictures backstage of many different concerts. the hate had started and somehow she had turned it into a joke.

while many people hated her for it, more seemed to love her uncaring attitude. due to this, she had built her own little fandom of teenage girls - and the gays - who seemed to defend her doing anything and she appreciated it more than anything.

one thing they couldn't defend - sadly, and trust that twitter tried really really hard to - was her lack of knowledge when it came to sitting in the drivers seat of a car. a video had gone viral of her sobbing while at a red light before a poor innocent cyclist became a victim of the boot of her car - everyone was fine. the cyclist even laughed after seeing the girls bright red eyes.

valerie casablancas hated driving. foot on the clutch, slowly release, fuck it all. she hated every second of being behind the wheel. she was so shit at it that she didn't know how she had passed her drivers license. no, actually she did because seventeen year old valerie had learnt from a very early age that a smile and a damsel in distress persona done wonders for the male species. and for the fact her driving instructor probably wasn't even old enough to be one.

every time she was behind the wheel something horrible happened. her tires would burst, a poor defenseless bird would get slapped because she wasn't watching where she was going... or a cyclist would end up falling gracelessly from their bike - she blamed them for that. "stupid fucking cyclists!" she usually said, "stop being awkward and walk!"

she didn't know how many points she had on her licence, she just knew she probably wouldn't have one by the end of the year.

rain.

the rain made everything worse because it wasn't just her not paying attention to where she was going it was everyone as well. as the rain pelted down on the windows of her car everything seemed to slip from her mind. her feet were on the pedals, her hands on the wheel, but god knows how she was turning the corner. she did it almost subconsciously. at least she did it? if she didn't she would have went into a coffee shop.

of-fucking-course she got a call from her agent about coming to her office while it was raining and there was no train that was close enough to warrant getting on if she was just going to walk for another half an hour.

as she took a left, a hooded figure appeared out of thin air. she swore it came out of nowhere. the light had been green for her for her - she checked three times before she turned and then this thing was suddenly bumping into her car.

"what the fuck!" she shouted, furiously. she braked quickly, her eyes going wide with fear and anger. she glared out the rainy windshield.

the bastard, the mans she could've killed, gave her a dirty look before throwing his middle finger up and storming off.

what a little bastard.

her jaw dropped as she sped off, cursing under her breath as she so.

the sound of her phone ringing flooded the car, she peered to the passenger seat, where her phone lay and saw "gracie ❤︎" flash on the screen. she grabbed the phone and rested it on her knee as she continued on her way.

her lack of caring about picking her phone up probably showcased why she should not be on the road...

"dude!" she shouted before her friend could even get a word in, "you won't even believe what just happened to me!"

"oh, no." gracie mumbled, "what did you do."

"this little freak of a guy spawned out of nowhere-"

"val, did you run him over?" gracie sounded like she was about to cry. she was not about to bail her out of jail.

valeria was silent, "no! well, almost... but that's not the point!"

"you can't run people over! we've talked about this." the singer said sternly and val almost felt like a child getting given out to by her mother.

she rolled her eyes, "i didn't run him over. i hardly touched him! and as i'm, like, sat there in shock this asshole gives me the finger. what a dick! men these days." she spat the end, a frown forming on her lips.

gracie was silent. she didn't exactly know what to say. she had originally called to tell the girl to tell her that they were going out whether valerie liked it or not, but now she didn't know what to say.

"wait... why are you driving? you said you were staying in bed for the rest of the week."

valerie had a hint of a stomach ache on monday and ever since then has taken up staying in bed. it was now friday afternoon.

"i wanted to, but angie said she needed to see me the second i was available and even though I told her I wasn't, she saw through my lies and told me to be in her office within the hour." valerie rolled her eyes, "i miss my bed."

"well... i'm gonna be outside your apartment in t-minus two minutes!" she could hear gracie smile, and when she would usually frown at the thought, but gracie's giggles always made her laugh even in situations where they shouldn't.

"gracie..." sadly, valerie knew exactly what the girl showing up outside her apartment meant. she was there to go out, drink, and terrorise poor random civilians, "not tonight."

"yes, tonight!" gracie sang, "me, you, and a bottle of wine will be together again tonight. we're never together anymore! i never see you! and i have news! really good ones that's you will enjoy a lot!"

valerie shook her head as if the girl could see. she parked her car - perfectly, shockingly - and turned off the ignition before resting her head on the steering wheel, "do i have a choice?"

"nope! be home by six!"

valerie groaned as gracie hung up. there goes her plans that consisted of a big bowl of popcorn and christmas movies - yes it was february, but it was fine.

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username1 one thing about val is she will always caption like a middle aged woman

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⤷ valcasablancas #real

sabrinacarpenter come home the kids miss you ☹️
⤷ valcasablancas you come home i miss you☹️
⤷ sabrinacarpenter im gonna kiss you on the mouth
⤷ valcasablancas im gonna kiss YOU on the mouth

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username5 Valerie, there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time now. I have been thinking about you constantly and I have come to realize that my feelings for you are far deeper than friendship. I am in love with you. Every time I see you, my heart skips a beat and I feel this overwhelming sense of happiness. Being with you makes me feel alive and complete. I know this is a lot to take in, but I couldn't keep it inside any longer
⤷ valcasablancas okay chatgbt 🥰

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⤷ valcasablancas i don't know
⤷ username6 see i almost believe you

username7 bobby caught lurking on vals likes day 1000000000

username8 im gonna put you in my pocket

username9 hair goals

username10 i wanna be you when i grow up (im 22)

first chapter!!! i'm so excited xxx