A Sequel to an Alan Ashby Fanfiction

“Hey Vic!” Alan draped his arm around me.
“Yes’m?” I asked, my mouth filled with fairy floss.
“Take a selfie with me.” He demanded as he pulled out his phone. Great, another photo for fans to hate on.
I leaned into Alan’s embrace and smiled, when I heard the camera shutter go off, I let the smile fall from my face.
“Let me see!” I peered at Alan’s phone as he uploaded the photo onto Instagram. The photo was beautiful, the only problem was that my smile was fake but I doubted anyone would figure that out.
A few minutes after Alan uploaded the post I got my phone out to check out the picture on Instagram;
“@AlanAshby: Carnival day with my beautiful girl! <3 xx”
I stupidly checked the comments;
“She’s beautiful!”
“Awwww! They’re perfect for each other!”
I started to feel a little bit better about myself until I read the next comment;
“I don’t see what’s so great about her, tbh she could lose a bit of weight.”
Great. Why? It’s like I love to destroy myself. I looked at the guys ahead, mainly Austin since he kind of knows what goes through my head. I let go of Alan’s hand and I walked over to the bin and threw out my fairy floss. I didn’t want to eat anymore.

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