It's been two weeks since I last talked to Charlton. When I walked out of his house he didn't even try and stop me, so I have no intentions on reaching out to him. If he doesn't reach out to me, I shouldn't reach out to him, right? If he doesn't show me that he cares, I shouldn't either, right? The other night I came close to messaging him and congratulating him on his achievements with the song "Stay", but I couldn't bring myself to send the message. I didn't want to make myself look weak, vulnerable, or simply just give in to him. I constantly see pictures he posts on Instagram, and it really looks like he is having a good time. I am happy for him, but why can't I be happy with him? Why can't I just be normal and forgive him so we can move forward together? I would love to be at his concerts cheering him on. I would love to see his posts and not tear up. I would love to just be his, if I am being honest.
As I sit in my room and loath in self pity, I pull out my phone and contemplate messaging him. I really want to tell him I'm sorry and just tell him how I really feel, but I don't know if I know how to. I go to his Instagram and decide to look at his pictures.
thekidlaroi: Fighting all these demons in my head😈🔫❤️
User: Are you okay bb?💔
User: We love you Laroi! 🥵
justinbieber: You're knocking them dead, brotha! 🙏🏻
User: Get yourself a girl like me that can take care of you! ❤️🔥😍
I could read these comments for hours, but half of them are just girls confessing their love for him and how they can make him so happy. Well, get in line bitches. I want to message him and make sure he is okay, but something is telling me not to.
thekidlaroi: Cozy
User: looks big enough for the both of us😘
User: so hawt😍🥰
addisonraee: Look very warm😚
User: Omg Addison wants some!!^^^
User: Get some Addy!😱Addison Rae, what does she have that I don't? Yes, she is stunning, gorgeous, rich, but she seems to be fake. Maybe she is the nicest person in the world, but to me she seems to be a bitch. Yes, I don't know her, but I would rather keep it that way. I would like to think that I look way better than her, but no one else seems to think so. I decided to stop looking at his Instagram, and just post my own pictures.
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The Boy I Used to Know*The Kid Laroi Story*
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