I'm in my room, laying across my bed, mindlessly scrolling through TikTok. I had a long day and I just wanted to relax. until.... One video. Two videos. Three videos. Then I froze. The edit on my screen started playing. It was me. And of course Manon. I immediately rolled my eyes "Seriously?" I said
The caption read: "They're definitely not beating the allegations." The comments were even worse.
Marzlover- "Lara looks at Manon like she's the only person in the room."
Wehatecandy- "The tension is crazy."
Xaenx-" Tell me they're not dating because I don't believe you."
I laughed to myself and kept scrolling. Another edit. Then another. And another. Every single one was about me and Manon. Some were funny. Some were actually kind of cute. And some... Some made me question whether people were seeing something I wasn't.
One clip showed Manon fixing my necklace before an interview. Another showed me staring at her during rehearsal. Then there was a compilation of us hugging. The creator had even slowed it down. I buried my face in my pillow.
"These people have way too much time on their hands."
My phone buzzed.
Sophia 💜 "Girl have you seen TikTok today?"
I stared at the message. And judging by the edits currently attacking my For You Page... I wasn't sure I wanted to. Then another notification popped up.
Manon 🤍 "HELP WHY ARE PEOPLE EDITING US AGAIN 😭" A smile immediately appeared on my face. And somehow that only made everything worse.
I text Manon back and said "I just opened TikTok... I regret everything." Almost instantly, the typing bubble appeared.
Manon 🤍 "one edit was literally just us making eye contact for 1.5 seconds. the comments were all like "omg they're so in love". like bro we can't look at each other??"
I laughed and tossed my phone onto the bed like it had personally betrayed me.
Then it buzzed again.
Sophia 💜 "I just saw one where you and Manon being cuddly in the live with Dani and the comments are saying yall are extremely gay for each other. 😭"
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I sat up so fast.
I told Sophia to "block tiktok, delete it, and burn it." But even as I typed it, my phone lit up with another notification—Manon again.
Manon 🤍 "...be honest. are we actually that obvious or are they delusional"
I stared at the screen. Because the worst part wasn't the edits. It was that I didn't even know how to answer that.