Suck off.

Break-up.

  "Ken baby! What took you so long." Barbie chided, arms akimbo. Ken looked at her nervously, forcing a smile.

  "Barbie.. do you think-"

  'Ring!'

  "Ah sorry, just a minute! Must be Stacy again.." She sighed, taking out her phone from her pocket.

  "Fuck.. how am I going to tell her. Say I cheated on her?" Ken thought, rubbing his head.

  "Yeah, I'm coming back Stacy. Just wait for me, okay?" Barbie frowned over the phone.

  Swiftly, she hung up and walked towards Ken again.

  Putting her arms around him, she smirked.

  "So, shall we.. head to my house?"

  Ken looked down at his shoes, "Well..  uh, I-I'm kind of busy tonight.. I gotta head home first."

  Barbie pushed him away with force, irked she wailed at him. "What the fuck Ken! Why do you keep ignoring me! Aren't we always this loving? Unless you have been cheating on me?" Barbie questioned him.

  "N-No.. Barbie! Hear me out, I really have important stuff to attend."

  "Like what? Having sex with your new girlfriend?" Barbie crossed her arms.

  Ken grumbled, "Barbie, I think our relationship should have a break."

  Barbie's eyes widened.

  "Are you fucking serious? Asking for a break up now?"

  "No! But if we keep on fighting like this, it won't come off good." Ken made up an excuse.

  ".. fine. Yeah, our relationship can have a break. That doesn't mean I want to break up, okay?" Barbie stated.

  "Yeah, thanks.. babe." It was strange to call her that, or at least that was what Ken thought.

  Barbie beamed, giving a peck to his cheek. "Well, see you at school tomorrow, honey." She got in to her lamborghini and drove away.

  Ken huffed, this is going to be a headache.

{}

  Ken yawned when he heard his phone ringing.

  Picking up, he saw Ryan's number.

  "Whats up, Ryan."

  "Hm, boring greeting, Kenny boy." He heard Raquelle's manic laugh.

  Ken grunted, "says the one who wanted to call me because he missed someone."

  Ryan rolled his eyes, "yeah, I miss my Kenny boy so much!" A sarcastic tone came off.

  Ken chuckled, rolling on his bed.

  "Man, Ryan, wanna facetime?"

  "No, you'll surely tease me."

  "Awh, shy?" Ken challenged.

  "No you, fucker." Ryan huffed.

  Ken tapped the facetime button, which Ryan have no choice, (unless he'll be called a pussy.) but to accept.

  "Hey, Ryan." Ken gently placed his fingers on his screen where Ryan was.

  "Hm, what are you doing, Kenny boy?" Ryan stared at him.

  "Mesmerising at your charm, of course."

  A smirked plastered at the end of Ryan's face.

  "Smooth talker, as always."

  Ken grinned giving him imaginary kisses.

  "Stop with your cringe kisses." Ryan chortle.

  "Mhm.." Ken dozed off.

  Ken's camera angle was facing him, his blonde hair hairline falling lazily on his forehead.

  Ryan smiled, placing a kiss on his phone, directly on Ken's lips.

  "Goodnight, Kenny boy." He whispered and ended the call.

  That night, both Ken and Ryan had a sweet smile over their faces.

{}

  Ken yawned, while waking up.

  His phone rang in loops.

  "What the fuck.." He groaned, picking it up.

  It was Barbie.

  Ken hesitated, why was Barbie calling him in the first place?

  Slowly, he picked it up.

  "Uh, hey-"

  "Ken, you have a girlfriend, don't you." Barbie interrupted.

  Ken's mouth formed a thin line.
 
  "Ken." Barbie's tone was strict.

  "I don't have a girlfriend okay." Ken mumbled.

  He heard Barbie's sarcastic laugh over the phone.

  "Fuck you, we're breaking up."

  Barbie hung up on him.

  Well, fuck.

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  Well, hello.
  Sorry for the god damn late update, I knew I promised to update frequently but my results has been quite crap recently so my parents kept my phone, yeah. Don't worry though! I have lots more to write and show all of you. Until then. :)

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