A/N: hey guys sorry I've been gone so long i just am too preppy for wattpad
TW. as fucking usual.
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Lover's Pov:
I woke up the next morning, it was finally the weekend. One thing, though, I wasn't alone.
As I woke up, I saw a figure laying next to me and scrolling on her phone.
My brows furrowed and I rubbed my eyes.
"Top of the Mornin, darlin," the girl said in a really fucking bad British accent.
A really bad- oh. That's who it was.
"Hiiii," I greeted.
"Speak let me in," she informed, her voice normal now.
I nodded and rolled into her.
She opened her arm and held me to her while still scrolling on her phone as I watched her.
"Why are you here?" I ask softly.
"Because 1, I wanted to hang, 2, you're fun to hang with, 3, you were acting off at school yesterday," she listed.
I groaned and buried my face further in her neck.
"You okay, sunshine?" She asked, rubbing my back with her hand.
"Yeah, thanks for asking reppy," I muttered, my face still tightly buried in her neck.
"Mhm," she replied.
"S' too early..." I muttered quietly.
"It's 11:00 am, sweet girl," she chuckled.
I sighed, blushing a little at the friendly nickname.
"You have breakfast yet?" Rep asked.
I shook my head no.
She grabbed me and sat up.
I squealed and held tightly onto her as she carried us downstairs. She set me on the couch and went to the kitchen, which I could see as our kitchen and living room were jointed.
"Mm not hungry," I murmured.
She shook her head. "Speak said you didn't eat dinner. You're hungry, you just don't know it, cause you just woke up," she told me.
I shrugged, being too tired to fight back.
A bit later, she comes back with two plates. Pancakes.
And of course, my brain decided to torture me.
The oil, that's calories, the batter, that's calories, the flour, the eggs, the-
"Lover," she snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Hm?" I hummed back.
"Stop staring at it. Eat. Weirdo." She teased.
I dramatically gasped. "I AM NOT A WEIRDO," I defended.
She nodded and put her hands up in faux defense.
I sighed and took the fork. First, i just cut it up and divided it to make it look like I ate more then I did.
I hesitantly brought a bite up and ate and swallowed it.
It tasted really good, but I could get fatter...
I kept pushing it around and poking at it. Rep had already finished hers.
"Sunshine? You okay? You barely ate, lov," she points out.
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FanfictionLover's always been off, she's always had her struggles, always had problems. She's always been able to cover them up with fake laughter, 'I'm fine!'s, and various creative white lies. What happens when her best friend starts to notice them?
