Fight

P. Seventeen

LUNA
Confused I read the article. Are they serious? I've got allot of tweets about it too. Me legs. I save the picture they used. I look through my photo gallery looking for a picture of myself, because I take so many photos of myself. Not. But the first picture I see is perfect. It's with Z, we're sitting and it shows exactly what I wanna show. I don't have more pictures. I let my legs rest on the ceiling, making a picture of my legs, the sun shining on it, making it show good. I open Instagram. And add the three photos. I saw that there was allot of talking about my legs after the race this weekend. Yes I grow hair people, on my legs, arms, stomach, back, face, all over my body just like you. No I don't shave my upper legs, why would I? Shaving is hard, your girl is the worse in shaving, I suck at it. I hate it, it takes so freaking long! But I don't care! I'm not gonna save my leg because ya'll want me to, it's my body. The second picture is me and @zendaya , you can see I have cellulite. Allot of woman do. And you don't need to comment about out it too (if you even read this). It WAS an insecurity. So WAS the big scar the side of my leg (it's a funny story, I'll tell you one day), now I have another one added and I actually love it, both of them! I love all my scars. You should too, there are so many futures on your body what make you unique. Embrace your beauty. I'm not gonna talk more about excepting because I already did that. But I'm gonna say again, stop giving two shit about people's opinion. And for the people who always have an opinion, before you say something, say it to yourself. How would you feel if someone told you the hate you wanna post? Have a nice day! I check what they say about me sometimes. I don't know why. I'm just a curious person. And if there are bad things about me maybe I can change it, or not. Just like not shaving my legs, I'm not gonna change that because they want me to. They are the lightest blond hairs. I've thought about it though, many times, shaving my upper legs too. But I'm too lazy, I'd rather dance a little longer underneath the shower than shave. Sorry not sorry. But a just shaved leg does feel great though. I have to admit. Softly like a baby bottom.

I'm surrounded by models. Well four or five. They are all so pretty and then there is me. Short, not as fashionable Guusje. Lewis invited me to a come to his apartment with friends, some sort of BBQ but without actual meat. I know some of the girls are big models, I recognize them. I drunk a couple of glasses, something I told myself not to do. It's Monday, and I don't like drinking unless there is a special occasion. Or when I'm on the podium, but that's also a special occasion. 'Come girl picture time!' The woman from my age drags me with her on to the balcony. I sit down on the ground with her in front of the other girls. I smile big as Lewis takes the picture. After three flashes he hands the phone back to one of the woman. I like the fresh air here, it's hot inside. And Lewis has a pretty view over Monaco. I lean with my arms on the ceiling. I see Lewis in the corner of my eyes doing the same. We're alone. 'You don't look 34, I thought you were way younger.' I look to my side, at him. His dark eyes are sparkling because of the light from the windows. And his white teeth show. 'Am I old?' He smiles. 'Yeah you are basically.' We both laugh. He takes a step closer to me. His face slowly comes closer. Is he going to kiss me? His eyes are moving down and back up. Before I can turn away his lips are on mine. But I freeze. When my mind knows what's going on I softly push him back, my hand on his chest. I pres my lips together. 'I'm sorry I can't do this.' I leave him on the balcony and rush over to his bathroom. Quickly I lock it and look at myself in the mirror. What just happened? Does he like me? Well this isn't going to awkward. Daniel. What am I going to tell Daniel? I take my phone out of my pocket and text him. It's only 1, maybe he's still up. I need to tell him. I can't stay here longer. I leave the bathroom and walk over to the couch where most people are. 'I need to go.' I play with a pillow. Avoiding eye contact with Lewis. 'Why?' Why do you need to ask me that question? I just wanna leave Lewis. 'Buzzy days ahead,' is all I say. 'It was nice meeting you all.' They say things back.

I knock on the door. Daniel texted me he was still up because he couldn't sleep. Thank god. The door opens. Daniel is standing in only his underwear. He lets me in. 'How much did you drink?' Can you smell it? 'Not much, four glasses or so.' We enter his bedroom. He jumps into his bed and lays down. 'You can take something out of my closet if you want.' Yay. Gotta love his wardrobe. I change in a t-shirt and then lay down next to him. I'm pretty tired. I asked him if I could stay over, we live in the same complex but that doesn't matter. Now laying in his bed I don't wanna leave it anymore. 'I need to tell you something.' There is a knot in my stomach. He waits for me to continue. 'Lewis kissed me.' He frowns a little. 'I get that, you're so pretty.' He smiles. I want him to be serious. Because I don't want it to ruin us. We're only dating but still. I like him. 'I'm serious Dan.' It makes me insecure. He places a curl behind my ear looking at me. 'So am I.' I role my eyes. 'No but really. He kissed you right?' I nod. 'I froze. But pushed him away.' I hate that it happened. Why did it have to happened? If I didn't went. Ugh. 'It's fine Luna. He kissed you, now I'm gonna kiss you.' I softly smile when he says the last thing as he comes closer. His lips on mine.

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