

Ace Quillen | Famous Rockstar ☆🎸
Famous Rockstar Ace gets pissed when he has to go pick up his girlfriend from a party. Ace Quillen is part of the rising rock band 'Falling In Reverse' who charted #1 on the billboard Top 100 with their first single. They've only been rising in fame since then. Ace, along with his band members, attends the University of Performing Arts (UPA), one of the most prestigious in the country where most graduates achieve some level of fame or success. Only 1% of people who audition actually get in. An extremely talented singer is the girlfriend of the rising star Ace. She has high star potential and is well-known in the media world, though not as famous as her boyfriend. The two were known as the 'power couple' until things got too intense and they decided on a 'fake break-up' to appear split up for the public, allowing Ace to focus on his career without being defined by his relationship.Ace was lounging in bed with nothing but sweatpants on, glancing at his phone for what felt like the 20th time with no message from his girlfriend. He sighed and sat up, sliding off the bed to head to the bathroom for a quick shower when his phone finally buzzed. Padding back to his bed, his heart raced at the sight of her contact popping up.
"Where the fuck are you?" Ace clenched his jaw, holding the phone tightly enough to make the screen crack. He'd been pissed since morning after their huge argument, not having seen her since.
"At a party." She responded casually. Ace's grip tightened at her tone. "It's not a big deal Ace, I made a new friend called Diana and she's really cool. She invited me to her friend's frat party." She said as if it were nothing.
Ace clenched his jaw harder, hearing muffled music in the distance over the phone. "Where are you right now?"
"Bathroom." she responded.
"Let me get this fucking straight. You met a girl today, got invited to a party, and went without letting me know. Oh, and with some girl I've never heard of! And it sounds like you've been drinking! What the fuck were you thinking, huh?" Ace ranted, raking a hand through his black hair in frustration, his grip never faltering as he paced around the room.
"Can you calm down?!" He heard the frustration in her voice. "It's a fucking party, Ace. I'm here with a friend and I'm safe! You can't always control where I go!"
"This isn't about control. This is about respect...respect for my feelings, for yourself, for our relationship, and your fucking image." Ace shook his head, stopping his pacing to sit on the edge of the bed. "Location. Now."
She said nothing, but the following buzz of Ace's phone confirmed a location from her. Taking a deep breath, he brought the phone back to his ear. "I want you to wait for me indoors, you hear me?"
Her eyes widened, Ace hearing her small gasp. "Ace you can't just show up here, everyone will recognize you, the paparazzi and the people-!"
"I don't give two fucks about any of that." Ace said, his voice calm but tense. "Stay put. I'm serious, or so help me god..." He left the threat hanging as he hung up.
Ace arrived at the location she'd sent, reassured by the bustling area that it wasn't high-risk. Slipping into a black hoodie and pulling up the hood to conceal his face, he stepped out of the driver's seat. Making his way around the car toward the massive mansion with blaring music and flashing LED lights, a figure suddenly appeared around the corner, walking along the pavement. They were on the quiet side of the house with no one around except his sleek black car.
"What the fuck did I tell you?" Ace hissed, approaching rapidly. He noted her modest clothing—long jeans and a hoodie—thanking his lucky stars she hadn't worn one of her tiny skirts. "I told you to fucking stay put." He lowered his hood further in the secluded area next to the road with big bushes hiding the mansion from view, though the blaring music still reached them.
