Running Back To You - The Kid LAROI. x Reader

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(20.48 PM) you: wtf no way

(20.48 PM) you: r u serious?

(20.48 PM) Charlton: Duh 😂

(20.49 PM) you: damn okay..

(20.49 PM) you: i needa talk abt it to ellie first, then i'll txt u later

(20.49 PM) you: rn i gtg, so ttyl:)

(20.50 PM) Charlton: Okay :)) Byee

--- time skip to Ellie's room

you both were on her bed, watching Netflix together. well, not really. Ellie was busy posting all her concert videos on her Instagram and fangirling over Charlton. ew. you told her that you both was invited to join Juice and his friends, and of course she said yes.

"man i can't fucking wait for tomorrow," she said, then face-palmed herself. "oh shit, i don't have an outfit for tomorrow!" she rushed to the closet and started picking out clothes.

you laughed. "bro chill, it's not like we're gonna get fans swarm us."

"what if Juice asked us both to work with him? oh my God that'd be a dream come true! then i'll just drop out of school and be an artist instead!"

"ha ha." you said and rolled your eyes.

her phone rang. you took a quick glance at her phone and it was an unknown number.

"ayo, someone calling you!" you shouted.

she rushed from her closet with a dress on one of her arms. "who?"

you handed her the phone. "don't know, random number. here."

she froze, her eyes widened, and tossed her phone back on the bed. "ignore it."

you chuckled. "why the attitude?"

"nah, it's my Dad. he prolly found out we're here. i really don't wanna speak to him right now. not when i'm having a good time."

"wait a minute. you lied to me about telling your Dad before we went here?!"

"mhm. i don't wanna hear my Dad's endless lectures about borrowing one of his mansions that he doesn't even use anyways."

her phone rang again, and this time it was from Steve. she picked it up and from what you can hear was a terrified Steve convincing her to pick up the phone call from his boss, which is also Ellie's Dad.. duh.

she took a deep breath. "fine. but if he gives me one of his boring ass lectures again, i'm blocking his number." she ended the call.

"ugh, whats the use of blocking his number... he'll buy a new phone with a new number along with it. what an asshole." Ellie mumbled to herself.

she went to her call logs and called her Dad. he picked up and all you heard was just shouting from the other end of the call. you decided to mind your business and continued watching the show on TV.

even if Ellie was calling her Dad on the balcony, you still could hear her shout to her Dad on the phone.

"you WHAT?!"

you lowered your TV's volume and decided to eavesdrop a bit. you leaned on the glass door and listened.

"no, i'm staying in LA. i'm not moving to Korea with you! not when i finally found a friend here. a real one. not those fake bitches who want me for your money."

she's.. what?

"no. i said, NO! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE?"

her Dad started shouting even louder at her.. even you could hear it.

and with a shaky voice, she let out two words. "fuck you."

she ended the call and started sobbing loudly. like, really loud. maybe the whole mansion could hear her on the balcony.

you rushed to open the doors and found her sobbing on one of the chairs. you went to take a bottle of water from the mini fridge inside her room and gave it to her. 

"hey, hey. i'm here. what's up? why you crying?" you said, as you gave her the bottle of cold water.

she started talking, but you couldn't hear a single word she said because she was choking on her tears and still sobbing. the two words you could hear was "Dad" and "leave". 

you sat down next to her and hugged her from the side. you waited for her to calm down and finish her bottle of water.

"hey man.. don't be mad, but i kinda eavesdropped.."

her face turned into shock, then she stared at the floor. "d-did you h-hear what m-my D-dad s-said?"

you shook your head yes. Ellie cried again, this time maybe a decibel louder. or two. 

"i d-don't wanna l-lose y-you!" she said, then cried again.

you hugged her. "mate, you won't ever lose me, ever. and that's on God. if you really need to move, do it. besides, we can still call each other, it won't be that hard. right? i mean, look at the bright side! you haven't been to Korea, right?"

she let go of you, wiped her snot and tears with a tissue, and muttered, "twice."

"oh, um.."

she chuckled, then wiped her tears again. "man, i hate my parents so much."

"don't we all hate them.. or at least hold some type of grudge on them secretly? i mean, i'm still mad at my Dad for driving over the speed limit just to be home for dinner that night." you then chuckled sadly.

"i'm s-sorry, this just m-makes me f-feel like i'm ungrateful for everything i h-have." she said.

"don't feel that way. it was meant to be anyways. i mean, eventually, everybody leaves our lives anyways, right? so don't be too bummed about it i guess. there's no use of it anyways. 

"true, true.." said Ellie.

"also if you actually do move, you'll be able to get out of our shitty school and enter a school where rich kids like you usually go to. isn't that amazing? no more soggy french fries and grumpy lunch ladies whatsoever. ooh, they might even sell Starbucks in the cafeteria!"

you both giggled. 

"but here's the thing.." Ellie said. 

"hm?"

"my Dad told me i'm moving in a few months. he even contacted some of his workers to pack my stuff starting next week. not like i have a ton of stuff anyways."

your eyes widened. "wh- what? then what about- what about school? you can't just pack up and leave just like that, right?"

she sighed. "i know right? ugh whatever, i don't wanna talk about this. atleast i've got two more months to spend with you!"

"you right. might as well make the best of it."

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woooo can't wait for buck 50 to drop! :)
here's a chapter to read while streaming "bad boy" and "buck 50", your welcome 😎💕
xoxo anya

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