messages between : 'gracie 👑' and 'ellie 💋'
gracie 👑
hey booooooo
i need pic opinions
like stat
PHOTO SENT BY 'gracie 👑' AT 12:32 PM, 16.01.2017
is it good enough for the site???
i mean she's wearing our jacket
i got it out by bondi somewhere i think
ur the one who did photography for a semester
helloooooooo?
(12:42, 16.01.2017)
ellie 💋
hola
sorry
yeah
that's a good photo
good angle
upload it
u haven't put anything new on the site in like
years
(12:45, 16.01.2017)
gracie 👑
omg she's alive
(12:46, 16.01.2017)
ellie 💋
yeah, i am
(12:46, 16.01.2017)
gracie 👑
are you okay els?
you don't really seem like ur usual self
i mean maybe it's just me
but i don't think it's just me
(12:47, 16.01.2017)
ellie 💋
im fine
just tired
lots of work for uni
dont worry about me, g
im not worth worrying about
(12:48, 16.01.2017)
gracie 👑
you're worth the world, els
that's why we're best friends, remember?
you know you can tell me anything, right?
i already know about your pills, it's not like i'd judge you if you got worse
you know i wouldn't ever judge you
have you ever thought about therapy?
ellie?
(12:48, 16.01.2017)
ellie 💋
i think about a lot of things
define therapy
(1:12, 16.01.2017)
gracie 👑
just talking
that's all it has to be
just talk to someone ellie
please?
even if it's just me
or not me
but you should talk to someone els
get it off your chest
(1:14, 16.01.2017)
ellie 💋
it's not really something i can just 'get off my chest'
but okay
i'll talk to someone
no specifics, right?
just someone
(1:16, 16.01.2017)
gracie 👑
exactly, els
just someone
i know it'll help you
i mean, i don't KNOW it'll help
but i think it might make you feel better
i mean, that's all u need right
to feel better?
(1:17, 16.01.2017)
ellie 👑
i guess so
sort of
not really
not at all
but you're trying
i promise i'll talk to someone, g
but i have to go
miss you already x
(1:20, 16.01.2017)
gracie 👑
miss you too els x
i hope you're okay
god, i really hope you're okay
stay safe my lovely girl
love you x
i hope talking works
bye bye x
(1:21, 16.01.2017)
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Ellie sat back in her desk chair, drumming her fake nails (to hide the ones she'd bitten to the quick) on the wood of her desk
Talk to someone.
That was all she had to do.
But wouldn't it be easier? Wouldn't it be easier to just keep this all locked away? That way she was the only one getting hurt. That's what she thought, anyway.
Still, Gracie was trying. Ellie knew that. The other thing that Ellie knew was that it had taken her three months to work up enough courage to tell Gracie (her best friend of twelve years) about the antidepressants. The ones she'd had for three years, and counting.
Gracie thought she could just open up to a stranger, someone who would listen, and tell her how to 'fix herself'. What if Ellie didn't want to be fixed?
However, Ellie knew that Gracie didn't like specifics. Ellie also knew that it was often very easy to find a loophole around her promises to Gracie.
Closing out of the messages app on her phone, Ellie swiped over to instagram. She had around one thousand followers, but that was only because of her friendship with Mila and Mieka - if you could even call sharing a house a 'friendship'.
Swipe down, swipe down, double tap, comment. The same routine that Ellie liked. It practically kept her sane.
And then, a photo of herself popped up. A photo posted by none other than her cousin Becca, all the way back on January seventh. Ellie's birthday.
Looking at Becca's handle, an idea popped into Ellie's head. @mullingar_girl. Becca's full-on fangirling was always intense.
Gracie had said that Ellie should talk to someone. Someone. Gracie had never said that it had to be someone who would listen. Someone who wouldn't ever read her messages was perfect for Ellie, in this case.
Who better than a celebrity for her to spill all her darkest secrets to?
Ellie sat at her desk, staring blankly into space for a few more minutes, combing through her brain for a celebrity to text.
It had to be a boy. That was a given. She didn't need yet another girl in her life, her house was already full of them. The boys in her life were all dicks, so maybe she could replace them.
Her brain continued to run dry until about five minutes later, when she looked back at Becca's account, and her profile picture lent some inspiration.
A curly-haired, green-eyed face floated into the forefront of Ellie's mind (the face of none other than her first celebrity crush).
Harry Edward Styles.
There was no chance in hell that he'd ever read her messages, let alone reply.
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DIRECT MESSAGES BETWEEN @elliepotts_ AND @harrystyles
(1:45 PM, 16.01.2017)
@elliepotts_
well hello there Harry Styles (and Harry Styles' management)
i'm just another one of thousands of messages that come into your inbox
let's clear one thing up - i'm no crazy fangirl
i'm not one of those girls who gives you credit for saving their lives
no, i'm just a girl who needs some comfort as hers slowly slips away
poetic, isn't it?
that's why i'm a literature major
now you know two things about me
my major, and my name
then again, i could google you and find at least ten thousand articles, so i don't feel too bad
well
i've left your inbox slightly more cluttered than it was before i arrived, and that was truly my only intention
until tomorrow (that's right, im sending you this crap every day, enjoy it)
bye harold x
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heyyyyy
im sorry this was so long
PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME
I'LL MAKE THE NEXT ONES SHORTER
I SWEARRRRRRR
and i know it's meant to be an insta book
but i put regular text in there, because i needed it for the story, mkay
until next time
all the love, K xo