Privacy | Lana Del Rey

Lana and you were best friends, which never ended badly, always well. Even though the fans might have wished they were you at that moment, they still admired and loved you both, they wanted to see Lana happy with you, so that made you feel better, let's say. Not long after, one night you went out in your car, heading straight to a convenience store and other places, and you parked right there, unbuckled your seatbelts, and got out of the car. Unbeknownst to you, the fans were recording you with their phones.

So they went straight to where they were going, and Lana bought a cigarette and you started bringing the lighter closer so that Lana could put the tip of her cigarette on it, and light it. Minutes passed and they went back to the car to go home, each one in her own place .

So Lana went inside, sat on one of the sofas, and started watching TV. While flipping through channels, she found one on YouTube. It seemed strange to her; it had her name and yours on it. She clicked on it and was shocked to see the recording the fans had made. This annoyed her, but it was just an everyday occurrence, so she just sighed and grabbed her phone to call you.

-Lana: Hello? Yes, (user) I need to show you something, it's a video"