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1) Devoted- f.w

Inspired by L.A Devotee by P!ATD You are both 17.
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You got two black eyes from loving too hard.

I decked him right in the face. Twice.

And a black car that matches your blackest soul.

I dumped black paint over his car as revenge.

I wouldn't change ya. Oh.

He said he would never change me. He tried.

I would never try to make you leave. No.

He lied to me. I tried to make him leave.

This is our story.

We had a great relationship.
Had.

Ever since season 3 and 4 of Stranger Things, everything changed. Drama, relationships, and the casts' fame. I was close with all of them, at every chance they had after filming, we all hung out; Unlike Finn.

     He changed, not for better, but for worse in my opinion. He barely hung out it's us, he barely cared about Culpurnia, gets caught up with fame and social media, it just wasn't him. Anytime I asked him to hang out and watch Netflix or something, he just declined and said he was busy. He was always busy.

     It was either a panel, an interview, or modeling. Which I'm fine with because he has a career, he's famous. Although, it becomes to happen more often and he gets snappy or angered at me. One night had changed everything.

     He invited me as a plus one to a red carpet premiere party. I wasn't that famous but I was a singer and was recognized here and there. Here is the story.

Me, Finn, and everyone else are at my place getting ready. I had on a pretty decent and pretty light blue skater dress that hit my knees with a black leather belt right under my chest with black flats. Everyone else wore something nice like a tux or a long mid thigh dress.

     Everyone else had brought close friends and Finn brought me. I thought it was the first nice thing he did for me in a while after all this. We were about to leave to the limo when Finn had stopped me.

" Woah, woah, you're not going out in that plain dress right?" He asked me in a snarky tone. He looked at my dress in disgust like I was wearing a trash bag. "

     Um, excuse me? I happen to like this dress, It's not like this event is big or anything. We go to these type of things all the time." I said to him crossing my arms staring at him straight in the eyes. The entire group stared as us at this point a little shocked but surprised he did this.

     " So what? This is a celebrity event, you can't go looking like your going to a simple party, you'll embarrass my image." He said rolling his eyes and putting his hand through his curly hair. I gave a little sigh in defeat because I knew we would be at this a while if I kept talking.

     I go put on a mesh black skater dress that goes a little high than mid thigh and some black ankle boot heels. I come back out to the front door and cross my arms.

"How about now? Better?" I ask waiting for a response. He turns to look at me and gives a little smile. It meant nothing, just a smirk of satisfactory. "Better, now lets get going. We have to get there if we want to make it to the paparazzi in time."He said waving us all to the black car.