"Cartah don't do that," you laugh as you hear Carter's mom say her famous line when Carter drops a glass bowl and it smashes.
"Mom!" Carter says, clearly embarrassed since he knows you were standing right there the whole time.
"What, Cartah? Do not break the bowls or I will break you, Cartah," his mom says, knowing she would a reaction from you. You drop in the floor laughing, and Carter walks in beside you, arms crossed and looking down at you squirming around the floor.
"It's not that funny," Carter says, and that just makes you laugh harder.
He helps you up, and you hug him, still giggling. You step back to admire him, and he looks you up and down.
"Babe," he says, suddenly looking serious, "I know this is a touchy subject that I should never bring up, but I need to ask you. Have you lost eight recently?"
You look down, remembering that you'd been avoiding him for the past few days because of this. "A little, why?"
"I can feel your ribs when I hug you," he says, tears filling his eyes. "Please tell me you've been eating lately, y/n."
You begin to feel tears roll down your cheeks, and you shake your head.
"Why?" He asks, pulling up your chin so he can see your eyes, and he's just looking at you.
"Because all of your fans are so skinny and perfect, and then there's just me, your girlfriend, who you're with because I'm not a crazy fan. If one of those girls wasn't so insane, you'd be with them."
"That's all bullshit," Carter says, and wraps his arms around you. "All of my fans are perfect, but baby, you are so much more than them. They look up to me, but I look up to you. You're my rock, you're my one and only. I really want to marry you, baby. But you need to understand that no matter what size you are, I will love you so much. Just please, don't hurt yourself because you think you need to be a certain size to keep me. Because that's not true at all. Okay?"
You sniffle and look into his eyes, "okay."
"Now I have another question for you, a very, very important one."
You are more nervous than ever, especially when he bends down on one knee and reaches his hand into his pocket.
"Y/n, will you marry me?"
"Yes, Carter. Yes!" He smiles and stands up, spinning you around in his arms.*VERY IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE*
So, this isn't just an imagine. This is a message to all girls and boys. You need to understand that you are so perfect, and so amazing and so loved. Size is just a number, and in the words of my science teacher, if you ever weigh yourself and are disappointed, just remember this; you should never measure your self worth on a number. Weight is just a number, and gravity is so unfair when it comes to that type of stuff. But it doesn't even matter. So just live your life, and love yourself for you. (And, a little message from me, gravity is a bitch.)I know about two years ago, I didn't eat for five days because I wanted to lose weight. All I ate was lettuce and drank water, and I lost ten pounds. But i couldn't breath very well when I played basketball, or even tried any sort of physical activity. My stomach hurt, and everyone was worried. Except for me. I thought this was okay behavior, just a quick way to become who I wanted to be. But when I started to eat again, I was myself again. To be honest, I missed my stomach, and I missed myself. Please, don't ever hurt yourself for someone else. So don't ever starve yourself. If they don't treat you right, leave their sorry ass because they're just jealous of your fabulousness. So, all in all, you all are so perfect, and basically my entire life now. I love you all SO FUCKING MUCH, stay strong my beautiful fans. ❤️❤️❤️
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