fanboy ; rarl

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*one month later*

trigger warning

carls pov

im even more depressed than ever. ron was my rock. without him, im nothing.

i carried myself into the kitchen, my aunt was watching 'American Horror Story' on the tv.

"hey carl" she smiled.

"hi-i" i stuttered.

"are you okay?" she paused the episode and looked at me.

"y-yeah" i said.

"no you aren't" she corrected. "you have been getting worse... do you want to talk about it?"

"i ca-ant yet" i told her, trying not to cry.

"princess" she started, "i know its hard. i love you. stay strong. im going to order us a pizza" she added.

i nodded and walked back into my room.

this life i was living, wasn't healthy. i dropped 10 pounds, stopped wearing makeup, did nothing but cry. i needed him.

i couldnt take it anymore, i was going insane.

i ran to my phone and clicked on 'ron💔'

i called him.

and on one ring, he picked up.

"..carl?"