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𝗙𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗦 wasn't one for the quiet life- she loved the click of the cameras and the way people begged her to look at them. one thing that came with fame? hate and rumors.
"Can you get up?!" She yells again. Liam shifts in his bed, stuffing his face into his pillow. "No," He yells back. Evalina scoffs in annoyance and opens her phone to text someone.
"It's winter break, just leave me alone!" He sniffles, turning onto his side. "Quit being such a baby about everything!" She argues back.
There's silence up until she slams the door of the house, causing Liam to groan. "'M not a baby." He mutters to himself.
Liam grabs his phone and turns it on, swiping up as opening all the notifications in his Notification Center. Recently he'd been nominated for an award, so he'd gotten plenty of congratulations and reposts.
The only repost he really cared about was the one that came from Francis.
"Go vote!" The story said. Right next to his stupid face. He messed everything up. He did, not her. He shuts his phone off and turns to lay on his back, shuffling around under his blanket.
He plays with the bracelet with the initials 'J + S', for Judith and Silas. Francis made them on the sick day she had off and even bothered to make it his favorite color.
He couldn't even imagine how much he hurt her.
He takes a hold of his phone and opened their messages, and let the blue marker blink. He didn't know how to start.
The 6 messages Francis had sent before things went bad were still there.
frankie ROBLOX RN PLZZZZZ I'M GETTING MY HAIR DONE AND I'M SO BORED HURRY
He kept it simple.
liam hi
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"Like it?" The hairdresser asks as she moves her hair in front of her. "Love it." She smiled, looking over at Emilio. "Em, come on." She sighed and stood up.
Francis knew Liam had texted her, she just didn't have the energy to respond and get her feelings hurt again. "I'm gonna start telling dad to bring you. I'm so sick of paying for this." He sighs and passes the hairdresser his card.
"But you love me, right?" She giggles, putting her coat on and zipping it up. "Keep dreaming." He nods and takes the card back, tucking it in his wallet.
Francis opens her phone again and stares at Liam's message as the siblings walk out of the salon. She keeps almost pressing it, but she's absolutely terrified of seeing his contact picture again.
It takes a lot of strength, but she finally replies.
