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In My Head (K-391 × Alan Walker)

[Very short chapter no one asked for. But listen. I may or may not have cried like half way through this. :/]

(Alan's POV)

   Me and Ken have been together for a while, basically ever since we released Ignite. Me and him flirted in the studio and he won my heart over. I mean, he was clever, he was sweet, and I just happened to fall gullible for his flirting. It's been two years and. . . Well, he's more materialistic. Spending money on expensive stuff, cars, clothes, and other pricey stuff, stuff I wouldn't even consider buying myself. He didn't just get with me for the money, he just got really into the spending. 

   I sat on the couch, watching whatever was in since I binged everything on Netflix. Ken went off to the studio but said he would be home later since something came up. Happy was sleeping by my side and I was beginning to feel sleep. The sound of keys jingling on the other side of the front door. Ken walked in with a black on white shopping bag, with guess what's logo? Gucci. I sighed as he set the bag down on the floor.

"Give me the receipt." I held my hand out without looking away from the TV.

"It wasn't a lot, I swear!" He insisted.

"That bag doesn't look not a lot," I said in a monotone voice. He reluctantly gave me the receipt, I looked at it with disappointment.

"$3300. What did you buy?" I asked.

"Just some clothes," He said.

"Yeah, apparently you spent on a watch and a pair of tennis shoes. You don't even play tennis!" I shouted. I got up from the couch, Happy already knew what was gonna go down so he exited the room.

"Ken! You spend thousands on useless things you don't need!" 

"What else are you supposed to do with millions of dollars?" He argued.

"You don't waste it! Use it on stuff you actually need." I told him.

"Come on! Not like we're gonna go bankrupt! Enjoy the royalties you get every week!" He insisted. 

"I get that but I don't want to use it on things I won't use!"

"That's the fun of it!" He exclaimed. 

"Understand that most of these royalties you get are from me!" I argued.

"I basically invented you! You were nothing without me! Sorry to say but it's true." I said.

"Yeah, I get that. . ." He murmured.

"I'm sorry but this is really getting out of hand, Ken. . ." I mumbled. He sighed before hugging me.

"I know that you're just trying to have fun, but I don't want you acting like an idiot," I whispered. 

"I love you so much, Ken. . . but you're confusing me so much. . ." My voice cracked as tears fell, I could hear him cry. 

   One of his weaknesses is hearing me cry over him, which he hates. He kissed my cheek softly as he held me tighter than before. Me and him never get emotional a lot but he really does worry me, and it makes me cry. I know he gets scared too when this happens, I don't want him to feel guilty but I feel he needs to be held accountable for his actions. I pulled away to see his red face. He's like a puppy giving me the puppy eyes so I won't blame him for his actions, in a way it worked, but I knew better.

"Ken,"

"I love you, I really do, but I think we need some time apart. . ." His face then filled with fear.

"I think it's good if we think about our actions. . ."

. . .