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[abigail marie dawson]

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If you were to take one glance at Abigail, you would see a beautiful face with long, seeming to never end legs. Some people might think she was innocent like her smile, while others would think she was the devil in disguise. Those of you that think she is the devil in disguise, how about you switch over to innocence. Abigail was the farthest thing from a bitch or a whore, or at least the bitch part. She was nice to anyone and everyone, even if they did want to slit her throat sometimes because of her uppity attitude and giggling at the smallest things a guy could say. She was an incredible flirt too, though she never really pictured herself being one. Despite her constant flirting with older men and her constant giggling, she was an absolutely sweet girl. She would never do anything on purpose to physically, mentally or emotional harm someone; that would go against all she believed in and how her mother raised her. Despite the fact she was raised by nannies, she still had some class and some manners – even though she lied to everyone about being a virgin and how secretly she was pregnant. She had not meant for such a thing to happen; it was just a one night stand. Who knows how her friends would react if they found out. Abigail was the most innocent model of them all – if she ended up having a baby, people would have a whole new look on the Victoria’s Secret lingerie line and the angels that modeled them – this was not turning out to be a good start for winter.

There was one little problem Abigail had every time she talked to a guy – she fell for them. Whether it was because of his smooth personality, his charming smiling, his “bad boy” attitude, and his amazing eyes; there was not one thing Abigail could find on a guy that did not attract her to him. Unless they were homosexual or something of course – then her view of them would change completely to a best friend. But she was going through a terrible problem right now – she liked two guys. Now, one of them she had only met yesterday. And with that, remember what I said earlier – she falls fast for almost no reason at all. And so started Abigail’s problem all thanks to falling too fast for some people. She had fallen for two different men, both of which had the ability of being complete dicks and slept around quite a bit. One was famous, one was not. I will not be giving names out right now, since it normally tends to jinx some relationships and either it will end or it will never even start. But she had been talking to one of them last night – sometimes the conversation talking about a rather disturbing thing he would possibly do to her – but that did not matter to Abigail. She figured he was just trying to mess with her head and let it be willing, to try and get her to have sex with him since she down right refused to do so. He also talked about modeling with her and she secretly would like, but she refused that as well. She was just refusing him, wasn’t he?

They had talked about partying, so she figured she would meet him here tonight. She had taken a shower, shaved and washed her hair before she left. Of course she dried her hair, styling it just the way she wanted it. She applied a little bit of light brown eyeliner as well as some light pale pink lip gloss that seemed to match her lip tone. She sighed, applying some lotion that made her skin have a light fragrance of roses, which was Victoria Secret’s new lotion “heavenly kiss”. She pulled on a black tank top and an extremely mini jean skirt, sitting on her bed before pulling the black heels on after that. She stood in the full length body mirror for a second, adjusting certain things on her wardrobe she did not like before walking downstairs. She lived alone, which was rather good sometimes and other times it was rather scary. Miami was loaded with murders and robbers, so the thought that such a large house like this and Abigail herself was a target was extremely scary. But it was not the robbers she was worried about since they did not annoy her. Oh no, it was the damn paparazzi that waited outside of her house. They annoyed her so bad yet she was still nice to them. It was surprising how nice Abigail was to people who were complete asses.

As soon as she watched outside and shut the door, flashing lights blinded her and a million voices filled her delicate ears. But instead of cussing them out, she smiled gently and began walking toward her destination. What are you up to Abigail?, How is Larissa?, I heard her baby daddy is in town! Is it true?, Is it true you are set to star in an upcoming film? the questions filled her head non-stop. A couple people walked up, holding out pictures of her for her to sign. She smiled and stopped walking, taking the marker and signing each on individually and slowly. The question of Larissa’s baby daddy being in town blurted out once more and she smiled up at them. Actually, I have not spoken to Rissa recently. I am not sure about that one. As for the others, I have not been up to much. Just having a night out tonight is all; last time we talked Larissa was doing fine; and no, I am not set to star in an upcoming film. I do wish though! It would be amazing to work with some people. she said with a smiled, handing the person back their marker and began walking again. More questions blurted at her once more.

Out to see anyone special tonight Abbi? one of them asked, and Abigail let out a light laugh. Naw, I am just out to go have a good time. But don’t tell anyone! I would hate to be seen as a partier. she said, and they let out a few laughs before she turned in to the club and left the paparazzi at the door. She sighed, shaking her head. They were so damn annoying. She walked to the bar and she just shook her head no when the bartender asked if he could get her anything. She was not much of an alcohol drinker, and even if she was she would not drink right now. Why? She was pregnant, that was why. She did not plan on losing the baby any time soon, though she planned to do the one thing Larissa would never do – she planned to give the baby up. She knew she would be an unfit mother with her party habits, constant flirting, busy schedule and making out with different guys. That is not how a mother should act, so she was set to give it up. She was doing what as best for the baby – she just hoped it would pay off in the long run.

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[axel harrison shadows]

<sup>waking up axel moved to his mirror stumbling over a pair of heels that were laying in the middle of the floor. "fuck man," were the only words he was able to get out of his mouth before catching himself on the wooden panel of the dresser. he looked at his face before slapping it lightly trying to wake himself up. from the mirror he saw a small girl in his bed, but the thing was he hadn't remember her being there the night before. he was sure they hadn't done anything sense he still had his jeans pants on. but he wouldn't question anything knowing he was about to get shit faced before he'd have to preform again. feeling a pair of hands wrap around his chest he didn't move but just looked up in the mirror. the girl kissed his back lightly before thanking him for letting her stay and grabbing her heels in her hands and leaving the room. he hadn't looked so bad from before knowing this wasn't the first time he had gotten drunk, but it had been one of many that he didn't sleep anyone. he became one of the main whores of the music world but he didn't think anything less of himself knowing his self esteem wasn't high enough for him to do anything to begin with.

it all began when he was in his sophomore year of high school knowing he wasn't the cleanest guy ever. he was clean but smoked and skipped school more than he actually did attending it. though the one day he did attended his seventh period english class was the day he'd never forget knowing that it was something extraordinary to him. he back mouthed the teacher more or less and was assigned after school with her that day, and well one thing lead to the another and bam. he fucked the teacher in his afternoon detention. he knew it was a bit more in depth about it, and well it actually began when she broke down from her boyfriend who seemed to always be hurting her. though that was also the relationship that could be blamed for axel being a man whore and not believing in love. the woman and him had this relationship but it ended with him heartbroken, and the teacher back in the arms of her boyfriend who started this mess. to axel love was just a bitch, and he wasn't going to become serious with anyone, ever. he knew most didn't know that story because it wasn't like he was the most emotional guy in the least bit. axel knew he was an asshole towards everyone really, though rissa and those victoria secret angels made him drool. he knew this, and well he was hoping on actually getting with one soon. he never slept with them nor hung out with them because they were suppose to be angels right? and well, axel was refereed to as the devil for his bazaar behavior and music.

going to his shower he turned on the shower before stripping and bathing. it took him a while knowing he just stood there wasting hot water letting it run over him to get the buzz off of him. he finally turned the nozzle off before heading to his closest with a towel wrapped around his waist. he picked out a random set of clothes knowing it was his normal partying clothes which was anything he could get his hands on really. getting dressed he left his stuff on the desk next to his bed before moving down stairs of his house and pulling on his shoes. he finally went to the downstairs bathroom and did his hair before grabbing a tick tack and popping it into his mouth. he smiled at himself in the mirror before looking at himself once more and heading out of his house down the front door. like usual behind the fence was a group of people with cameras asking him questions. he was violent for the most part when it came to people fucking with his personal life, and he thought he had made the point clear with one of them being attacked by him. he knew no charges were pressed because they hit him first.

walking through the crowd he managed to find himself in the center of the group before it made a circle around him. they threw questions at him about the latest rave of fan girls that had bought out his most recent concert. he didn't mind but knew he wasn't the best which was something they were bugging him about for the moment. one of the female reporters gathered around him asked were he was going, and he shrugged before grinning lightly at the cameras. "were do i always go late at nights to have fun?" he finally reached his car before sliding into the drivers seat and starting it up pulling out onto the rode and to the club. he knew his tinted windows were useful for something and hiding from the press was just that. reaching the club he parked his car before slowly walking inside giving a head nod to the man outside knowing he was a usual at the club. being famous was great, but he was also a well known parties though even being lightly buzzed wasn't going to stop him from having a good time. he walked through the door and someone already told him a victoria secret girl had come in and was looking hot. smirking he just assumed it was the one who wasn't pregnant, though he wasn't sure knowing it would be worth mentioning if she was. "i didn't know good girls like you came out to play in this big bad world." his lips were on her ears before he smiled and walked in front of her leaning on the bar. all the other seats were taken though hopefully, he wasn't going to do much sitting.</sup>

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[abigail marie dawson]

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Who could honestly say fairytales came true? Cinderella, Rapunzel, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, all of those stories about damsels in distress with their prince charming coming to rescue them; they never could come true. If we wanted to get technical and scientifically describe why they could never come true then we could. No girl could magically be transformed in to a beautiful girl, and have to leave the castle by the stroke of midnight or else she would turn back in to the ugly maid she naturally was. No glass shoe could withstand the force she had when running. No woman with as big of feet as the ugly step sisters, no wait – no human – could possibly bend their foot to fit it in there the way they had. When the shoe shot off her foot it would not be able to withstand the force when it hit a surface as hard as it did. Now, let’s leave reality for a second to say why this could never come true – it was a story. No one lived that kind of life, and it was practically impossible. Besides – you could not change back to the beautiful girl in the ball gown you were before as soon as you slip that shoe on. As for Rapunzel? No girl’s hair would ever be long enough to stay in a tower, tie it around the pole and lower it down for the prince to use to climb up. As for Snow White; you can not be awakened by a magic kiss of the prince you’ve been waiting for all your life. And I think you get the point by now – that when people say fairytales do come true, it is all just a bunch of bull shit.

Now, with that being said, I am not saying people did not think their life was a fairytale and that if you looked on the optimistic side of your life that it would not come close. No, that is not what I am saying at all. Now, just take for a second you were in Abigail’s shoes. She was a sweet girl, her dream of modeling came true and she was rising to the top of modeling fame almost instantly and over night. The next thing Abigail knew her house was swarmed with paparazzi, asking question after questioning about how she was doing, how it felt to be an instant sensation and many other things. She had gladly accepted the attention, though, answering questions and signing autographs. Of course, then Larissa took her under her wing and taught her what to do and what not to do with the paparazzi, how to exit a car when wearing a skirt and how to treat the paparazzi and news reporters, how to smile but continue walking, and even sign autographs when moving. Though that was not her strength – the signing autographs while moving – she was getting better. She knew to tilt her head down when walking, so it was a big help.

The music thumped against the girl’s ears as she entered the bar, glances were tossed her way and a sweet smile spread across her face. Many men watched her as she walked by, leaning back to catch a good look at her rump; only to be smacked by their girl friend, female friend that liked them or the female that was dancing with them that thought the guy liked them. Many bachelors winked at her, whistling at her and giving her rump a light tap as she walked, causing the model to roll her eyes. That was natural behavior for the men in here – caught up in a drunken stupor, having no clue what had happened two minutes ago and all they knew was that a beautiful model had come in. Another gorgeous model that their man hood could try and touch tonight, but one thing they did not know about Abigail was that she was not like models. She did not sleep around like the others did and she sure as hell did not just give her body up to anyone or sell it off for money. If there was one thing that annoyed her more then sluts it was prostitution. She had on idea why people seemed to love to sell their body off and get the risk of being raped, killed or gaining a sexually transmitted disease from the nasty scum bag that had paid them to sleep with him. She knew a lot of them were nice – she just did not get why the sold their body off. But she, like prostitutes, had a nice body and got attention. Could you really blame her? Beauty came naturally, but a figure was something you had control over. Though her job called for her to maintain a good figure, she would do it even if modeling was not her career. She was beautiful, she had natural beauty; and there was no way you could possibly take such a thing from her. It was not her fault all the guys that were taken or hot caught sight of her and wanted her, completely forgetting about their girlfriends or their friends.

She listened to the music, but it was not long before she felt lips to her ears, and the voice was extremely familiar. i didn’t know good girls like you came out to play in this big bad world were the words that came from the deep, gruff voice that rang through her ears. She smirked, and looked up slightly as a large figure moved in front of her. Axel; just who she had been waiting for. She let her eyes scan over his large figure, taking in his large frame and tattooed arms. She could make out distinctive designs such as skulls, flames, and skeletons. She would not exactly say a body littered with tattoos and a lip piercing with gages in the ears was exactly the definition of “sexy” to most people – but it sure as hell was the definition of sexy to her, and Axel was exactly that. She would never admit it out loud to anyone but him and her friends, but she found him extremely sexy. Despite the fact she did not exactly listen to his music, she knew Larissa was a huge fan of his – more of a friend then a fan, but she still loved his music. That was how Axel and Abigail had met in the first place – through Larissa mostly.

She smirked up at him, giving him that charming yet seductive smirk she gave most men she talked to. Well, I guess you learned something new today huh? she said with a smirk and stood up. She straightened out her skirt, though it did not do much since it was extremely short. It revealed her long legs, and in the back ran at the line of her rump, though occasionally revealed some of it. She stood at a tall five foot nine inches, though with her three inch heels on it made her just about the same height as him, maybe a few inches shorter. She was one of the shorter models, Larissa was the tallest at almost six feet tall. She placed her hands on his chest, running them across then down his arms, grabbing his hands and smirking. Dance with me? she said with a smile, turning and taking a few steps toward the dance floor, but stood close enough that he could pull her back to him if he did not want to go with her.

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[axel harrison shadows]

<sup>fairy books weren't something axel was ever good at reading or even telling about. in his mind they were a bunch of bullshit wrapped under some pretty cover to make girls feel better about themselves. he knew he never related to any story of disney unless you include the oogie boggie man from jack skeleton. in his mind oogie was the shit and in so many ways his idea knowing most got pictures of jack skeleton because he was scary but misunderstood. were as to axel he was just a bad ass character who kidnapped santa claus. in so many ways axel somewhat worshiped this animated character because prince charming, or these eyes that were so perfect just seem to be complete crap. he knew girls could believe all they wanted but he knew the sad truth behind it all was that it was never going to happen despite how nice, and charming they were. he was reminded of a princess anytime he thought of abby knowing she was just to innocent, and it was impossible for him to even think of her as a angel.

he knew larissa was pregnant, which meant in some way she was a whore despite him loving her. him and larissa got together once before though he knew he couldn't go to far knowing she was pregnant and in his mind damaged goods. but they were friends, and kind of more in some sort of way, though he knew with the baby daddy in town it couldn't ever be. her lesbian lover, was just a whore in so many ways in his mind. though he never really took the time to know her knowing they were just to high maintenance for him. he couldn't complain knowing that they were hot but he needed a girl that loved his appearance and didn't want to get to know him. he was only nice to the angels because of rissa mainly though abby and him did talk for a while. he wasn't going to be heartbroken again because it wasn't worth it plus why would he give up his fuck buddies when he could just do that to them over and over. there were no strings attach and well he enjoyed it that way, and many many people asked him about a family when he eventually settled down out of music. he couldn't answer knowing he just laughed and said he wasn't going to get old.

he knew that was a sad fact in life that he'd eventually have to get old with someone. but he knew he couldn't see himself as an eighty year old man settling down with tattoo's all over his body in a wheelchair or walker talking down to kids. he wasn't good talking to kids telling them not to do drugs since he was still a druggie and drank all the time, but he wasn't going to lie to them. he knew that kids would do it eventually, and some wouldn't like it and it was all good. not all musicians were screw up in the hollywood world despite popular belief but he was one that was a screw up. for his kids he knew he couldn't be screw with them because he did all this things while he was in high school, and well he wasn't going to lie to them because it was just wrong. so he figured he actually let them try the things before they became arrogant and ignoring him. though he wasn't planning on having kids until he was at least thirty or more. he wasn't sure if that was the realistic turn knowing most were guessing another year or two but he was responsible enough to wear a condom unlike some.

walking into the club you knew someone special was there because the girls were all of the guys much more or the guys were all over the girls. plus it wasn't like that gossip didn't travel fast knowing it was just high school but more compacted and with lots more booze. he knew if high school had weed or booze he would have never skipped a day, but instead he missed most of his school days smoking and drinking. though if he wasn't doing that he was passed out on the couch of his friends house.walking into the bar he heard the girl before smirking and nodding, " i guess i did." watching her get up out of her chair he knew rissa told him something about her being the shortest but knew she was about as tall as him now. he knew it was probably cause of the heels but he didn't mind knowing height wasn't something he bared to hard on because, who fucking cared in his mind. feeling her hands on chest he just watched her eyes before looking down at her hands before finding them intertwined with his before hearing her. as she walked away he let his hand extend slightly before pulling her back into his chest and kissing her on the lips somewhat hardly before pulling back. "how about that dance."</sup>

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[abigail marie dawson]

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Can you say that you honestly have been caught between two people? That you had to choose between the two people you wanted the most, knowing one of them was going to end up heart broken? Maybe you could not but Abigail sure as hell could. At first she had been fully focused on winning Noah over, but as soon as Axel stepped in to her life she felt like her world had been turned upside down and that it had suddenly become so confusing and frustrating. She and Noah had dated for a small amount of time and with Abigail been as head over heels as she was she thought he was the one. She thought he was the one thing she had been looking for and that he actually loved her, that he meant everything he had ever told her and that she they would never split. That they would end up growing old together, that they would have everything they ever wanted. And most of all? He promised everything under the sun. And with that she lost her virginity to him, thinking she had won his heart over and that they would never split in a millions years – and she would be damned that she was wrong. As soon as that pregnancy test was taken and it came out positive, she told him and he was gone like lightning. Gone like the wind without a trace, though he obviously stayed in Miami since she saw him around quite frequently, yet made no contact with him.

He had left her heart broken and totally unsure of what she had to do now. With that hatred toward him began to grow up within her; and not long after that did she meet Axel Shadows, the lead singer of a world wide known band and a total player. She never had fully met him until then. Larissa had pulled her along once or twice to one of his concerts but never had she fully met him and come in contact with him. At that time they did not know each other, and Larissa was the only angel that was good friends with the so called “devil”. He had been so nice to her that she immediately fell for the man who was known around the world to the paparazzi as “the devil himself”; and that could stir up one hell of a problem. No one would ever expect a Victoria’s Secret Angel to date or even consider being with a rock star that got wasted and fucked up while sleeping around – much like Axel himself. But Abby could not help who she liked or who she fell for or even who she got along with. It was not like she could tell herself to “not like him”. That was pretty much impossible, as much as Larissa hated it. The paparazzi were going to have a ball with this.

You see, Abigail knew exactly what kind of guy Axel was. He was the kind of guy she always told herself she would never fall for. He was a jackass, an attention whore and not to mention someone who could be extremely violent when need be. He was a heart breaker that hated relationships – and secretly that was what she wanted between him and her. She wanted a relationship, and one she could depend on to. But with him being a player that was pretty much impossible as of right now. Well you see, sweet little “innocent” Abigail here knew just how guys like this worked – hell, she had a brother just like Axel. They had tried a relationship but in the end found them self heart broken and alone. Abigail had felt that way a many of times but never had exactly given up on them. She still fully believed there was someone out there for everyone, it just took time. You could not find “that one” through your first relationship, though some were lucky and did. But that had not happened to Abigail, since she had yet to find the one person she was waiting for. So until then, she would not complain and just wait patiently, live life while she could.

Abigail was not exactly the best dancer, and had even considered asking Jennifer for some lessons on dancing. She knew Jeni would be no help, though, since all her dancing was choreographed most of the time and even when it was it was not like she knew how to dance at a club. She was much too shy to ever attend one, and it would be a miracle if Shane ever got Jennifer to go to one with him. She wasn’t exactly sure why she offered a dance anyways, she would be way too focused on Axel to even be moving, but she decided it would be better hen just standing there and flirting. As she backed up slightly, she found herself pulled against his large chest. Without being able to fully comprehend what had happened, lips were pressed roughly against hers and her eyes just shut automatically. Her stomach turned slightly, like she was getting nervous or completely dazed about the entire thing. When he pulled back her eyes flickered open, and she felt a bit shocked somewhat. He was so forward that it kind of scared her. When he said something about she dance, she nodded her head gently as she held on to his hand still. She could not exactly explain how she felt after that short moment. Dazed, dazzled, confused, silly, none of them would do any justice. It was a mixture of feelings, and feelings she could not explain. Y-yeah. Okay.. she said, stumbling a bit with her words and feeling like a total ditz.

She pulled him out on to the dance floor, receiving several smacks on the ass by guys that decided they would be confident tonight and smack it. She did nothing about it, just ignored the perverted comments they made toward her and continued her way. As she reached an open area – surprisingly in the middle of the crowd – she pulled him close and smiled up at him then looked back down. She allowed her hips to sway to the beat, though she was unsure if she wanted to go any further then that. She was not exactly the best, and was rather self conscious when it came to things she was not good at; just like dancing. But despite the fact she was self conscious about dancing, she had other things on her mind. What would the paparazzi think if they left together? Probably think they were together of course. Relationship of the century, bitch. She was trying to think of why she had felt so weird after he had kissed her, trying to think of way it would not relate to liking him. She second thinking kissing him too. As she looked up at him with gentle blue eyes, she beginning to think maybe kissing him was not a half bad idea.

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