𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝗼𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝗼𝐯 ❥i don't even know how to forgive myself, i feel horrible. i yelled at y/n for having trust issues.
i ran into my bedroom where y/n was texting someone in silence.
"who are you texting?'' barron asked. "nobody.'' y/n said. "that's an unusual name.'' i replied. y/n rolled her eyes. i froze immediately when i saw the contact name. "ben, ben as in my best friend.'' y/n smirked in nod.
ben is my best friend, or was. we grew up together. we played video games, went on walks, went on vacations together, and did crazy adventures as kids. he came to the sleepover with the friend group. y/n and him got along well, she got along with everyone that came very well.
"why are you texting him?'' i asked curiously. "maybe because he is my boyfriend.'' y/n smiled in excitement. "he asked me earlier. of course i said yes, i thought he was pretty sweet and cute when we saw him so why not try a relationship with him, at least he waits.'' my jaw clenched.
"y/n, i would wait forever to be with you but you just- why did you say yes to him and not me.'' i said. "barron, if you were
thinking right, i recall you never actually said the words 'do you want to be my girlfriend.' so really it's not my problem.'' y/n said.𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬!
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Fanfictionbarron trump texted the wrong number. lets see what happens in the next episode of keeping up with the kardashians.👏🤣 (𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃)