its complicated | ❥sean lew

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part one : reasons

your pov
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i woke up from the stiff cold air nipping at my bare skin. i made a mental reminder to wear a long sleeve shirt to sleep tonight.

i usually wake up before my alarm clock, most of the time because i don't want to be jumpscared by the sudden life absorbing beeping. when it does go off though, im already out of the washroom after doing my usual things.

after getting ready,
wearing my black long sleeved shirt that says 'help' in small white letters and my worn out black jeans.

i put only lotion and chapstick. not makeup-makeup, the fuck, who am i trying to impress?

psh no one.

exactly.

i grabbed my backpack, charger inside, with my earpods in my back butt pocket of my pants and my *broken* phone in hand.
leila got mad at me this one time and threw my phone at the floor, the screen cracked slightly but after that i made sure to have a $30 case because i need this shit protected.

i closed my door and knocked on my sister, leila's, door. we call her
lei, lele, or leila, but anyways, she was my parents first and favorite child. well at least my mom's favorite.. she gets every single fucking thing she wants and doesn't even have to whine, my parents don't like it when she whines because she is just so annoying. me on the other hand, i do ask for things but i make sure i earn it..plus i think im not as annoying heh.. and, my family's kind of going through some things while leila is just making matters worse, she doesn't even know it.

after knocking for what seemed like 20 minutes she screamed and so i opened the door, seeing her fully dressed, backpack beside her, and her eyes glued to her phone screen.

"Y/N OH M GEE, SEAN, you-know the really hot guy i like, WELL HE LIKED MY FUCKING POST! on my fan account but like STILL!" leila screamed.

"y/n did your sister break her phone again. *exhales* dan! lele broke her phone again!" yelled my mom,

im probably adopted.

"geez? seriously?" yelled my dad from his office.

yup probably adopted.

(too many ppl are talking, oh mans)

"no mom, she was just screaming something about that sean guy for the thousandth time!"

im seriously so annoyed that she keeps fucking talking about him, like stop already. we get it, you wanna have babies with him, geez.

"oh.. okay. dan never mind!" my mom yelled as she got ready breakfast.

"lé tampon, we have to go in 20 minutes come on.."

"chill your damn tits y/n. and don't fucking call me a tampon, and can't you see im scrolling through
sean's instagram, oh yeah, your
blind, you should get your
glasses checked."

"stop using the word 'and' over and over again, it makes you sound like you have a poor vocabulary."

(warning may trigger insecurities 😤)
she needs to chill her own damn tits, aha, oh yeah.. she doesn't have any, her boobs are so small. and she acts like she's the shit hah.