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[tHE NexT dAy...]
Daniel POV-

Oh.
My.
I just found Abigail's Instagram and I'm sHoOk!! She's beautiful and amazing at singing! Since I followed myself back, I knew my dms would go through to her...

Abigail POV-
I'm an idiot. I never realized how famous Daniel was. He had over a million followers on Instagram!! He's in a band, and he's been on three tours! I should've followed him without being asked/forced! /Ding/ What? That's the noise my phone makes when I get dm. Hmmm..

Daniel: Hey! I didn't realize you sing. Have you done any original songs before?

Abigail: I have a few, but none of them are like yours! I mostly do covers.

Wait a minute.. Did *the* Daniel Seavey just ask me if I do my own songs? What is going on!! I need to get myself together.

Abigail: Then again, I've written so many songs. I'm a song machine lol

Daniel: Have you ever thought of persuing singing? Like more than Instagram?

Abiagil: I've always wanted to, but it's really hard to get out there when all of my tracks are on the keyboard.

Daniel: Your songs are amazing though... you should be recongized more.

Abiagil: That means a lot. Thank you so much.

Daniel is being wayyy to nice to a girl like me. I'm too plain.

~this part is supposed to be narrated so bear with be~

The more Abigail thought about Daniel, the more worthless she felt. He had everything, and she felt like nothing. She thought about how she looks and she felt like a monster. "Body image is everything", she would tell herself as the days piles on, massive bricks on her shoulder. It's all about being hot or fine but not the kind if fine she'd rather be. Her cuts were deeper than her pure hate of herself. She would cut and then cut some more because what's there to live for that isn't worth dying for?

A/N
IDK if I like this dark kind of a thing from Abigail but whoops. Please don't ever do anything of  the things about self harm in this chapter.
Ily.