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𝐈𝐆 𝐃𝐌𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐑 + 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓 Hi Where's my fucking girlfriend
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐑 hi wheres your fucking pfp update youre in your forties stop acting like youre still in your twenties btw pfp means profile picture and btw means by the way
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓 I know
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐑 sure you do old man
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓 Just tell me
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐑 I DONT KNOWWWW
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓 You do though I swear if she's with that blonde asshole
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐑 ACTUALLY tom has brown hair AND when a man is blonde its spelt 'blond' without the e
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓 You're a bitch A real fucking bitch
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐑 jealous
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓 Of?
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐑 of me of tom of josh for knowing me of anyone lizzie has every interacted with because she DEFINITELY prefers them
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐓 Bitch
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐑 repetition 👏👏 fuck off marcus. shes finally gotten rid of you and no one is letting you anywhere near her
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𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋 + 𝐓𝐎𝐌
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋 old man just texted me thirty eighth time this week
𝐓𝐎𝐌 Dick
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋 precisely how is she
𝐓𝐎𝐌 Good Better We went on a walk earlier
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋 romantic
𝐓𝐎𝐌 I'm hyperaware of that You don't understand how much I fucking love her
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋 my parents actually
𝐓𝐎𝐌 She's been writing a lot
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋 theyre about you for sure
𝐓𝐎𝐌 My delusions:
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐋 THATS SUCH A TIKTOK THING TO SAY LMAO
𝐓𝐎𝐌 She made me get it There's a lot of edits of me on there
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"What do you want for dinner?" Tom asked Lizzie as he walked into the kitchen where she was sat with a notebook full of lyrics.
He'd been keeping a very heavy eye on her eating habits.
She shrugged, not looking up from her writing. "Not that hungry right now."
She finally looked up and met his eyes, seeing how close he was.
That intense eye contact he was completely unaware he did.
She got jealous, actually jealous, when she saw interviewers and other people flirting with him. That never happened with Marcus. Then again he was also having sex with them.
"Yeah, but you need something." Tom whispered from behind her, his chin resting on her shoulder.
Lizzie quickly covered up the notebook, not wanting him to see the lyrics she'd written. She smiled up at him. "Go."
"I want to read them."
"No."
"Come on..." He murmured.
"No! You'll hear them when they're out."
"When will that be?"
"Depends. Can I have some people come here so I can record?" She asked quietly, her nose almost touching his from the close proximity.
"Course you can." Tom muttered, kissing her head without really thinking. "Anyway, back to dinner. Should I just order something and you can have some of mine?"
"Mhm. Thank you."
She was happier than she'd been since she was eighteen.
