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( y/n Pov )

"Wooooo!~ yea!" I clapped along with some audience, "yes! Keep on applauding!" He cried out with pride. Whistle, clapping, and cheers were heard as I praise my friend.

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"Hey! You did pretty well there!" I admired him as I walked up to my friend, "of course I do well! I am the most handsome and loveliest in this land!"

"Of course you are" I played along with joy

"Yo narcissist!"

In the said spirit turned around. "Come on, we're gonna be late..." They wave their hand for him to come over "Give me a minute! now if you excuse me beauty. I will have my night for a moment, take care dear~" he ends with a charming voice

All I can reply was a wave to him, tho I've been less hanging out with him. But as long as he's having the moment of the life with his friends. I'm happy with that.

Though I don't quite trust them, I don't want to look like I'm jealous or just not wanting the narcissistic to enjoy his day. I just want to be a better friend to him

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It's been 8 days, and it seems that he's too occupied with his friends. I mean well. They all have the same taste as he does so we can tell why

On the other side, I am happy that he's happy. But I'm also a bit disappointed that's he's too occupied with the crowds. Sometimes I just want a little time with him, even just a minute or second.

I mean, of course. His career is a performance in the theater that's what makes him look good. But what am I? Just a simple supporter.

"Darling, sorry to took you long"

I looked at the sound "oh, eh. It's fine, are you done with your friend?"

"Nope. They just went out to get some drinks. You seem to be quite a lonely darling. And what got you so numb today?" He asked

I turned you're head down "heheee... Just. Uh, lost a bit..." I lied. He patted my shoulder "well darling. You could've asked me for help, I'm always open to you~" he said with a seductive hint at the end

I'm used to his flirty words and it doesn't make me blush honestly. It just makes me laugh. Sure I was a good-looking girl, almost every male cat called me. But it didn't catch my attention much

"But you're already opened enough" I talked back

"Playing dirty, aren't we?"

"Eyo"

We both turned around, I saw his friends. "Hey uh... We kinda almost buy the drinks. But.. We just need 20$ more, is it okay if we use your money a bit?"

"It's no problem" he gave him the money he asked with a smile, clearly clueless. It makes me feel uncomfortable, I was about to say something but I don't want to ruin their friendship. Still, I feel bad.

Dare to say it, I've been stalking their friendship relationship. And I would describe it as if they were only using him for fame. It angered me knowing that they were only playing with him

"Are you sure that was okay?"

"No, dear. It's fine" he said proudly swinging his hair

I sighed. Thinking about how I should tell him about this, but again. I don't want to ruin his life and career. I'll wait for the best time...

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~time skip~

I have been watching their schedule. Day and night, I kept a close eye on them. Trying to inspect something suspicious on them

And it wasn't a useless plan, because just what I predicted is true, they were only playing with him.

They keep using his money on random excuses. Some of them do make sense. But others are just bullshit, and yet. He still let them use his things?

I mean sure a guy like him would have a lot of cash and it's no big problem, But at the same time, he can't let anyone walk all over him.

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"Are you okay with this? You've been giving them a lot of cash"

He put his drink down "Darling, they're my friend. We've been through thick and thin, and I trust them." He said calmly. Sometimes I just want to shout at this guy for being so bullet-headed

It frustrated me so badly the fact that he's so foolish in recognizing which is bad and good.

"Okay, but please. You need to hear me out, please... Look at yourself, I know you want to have fun. But they're doing it by cutting you to pieces"

"They're only using you for fame and money"

"Don't be so blind..."

I tempt him a bit. Thinking it would work to make him realize.

"Alright (y/n), we'll talk about this later..." He responded lowly

You shattered.

You watched him walked away out of the bartender

It's rare to hear him call you by your name, he would mostly use something like darling, dear, or beauty. But this time he went completely different, and he doesn't seem to look that charming too.

Was I too much? Not sure if I should blame myself or just let him considered it. Though I feel bad, it's like I'm pushing him too much.

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*next week*

I sat down backstage brushing my hair still thinking about what I just said, it's been taunting me for a while and it just makes me felt so terrible.

"Alright (y/n), we'll talk about this later..."

It's been haunting me a lot, I thought this was going to pass. But it keeps whispering in my head. It just makes me so numb of myself

Just then I heard the door open, I looked at the door seeing him crying

It alarmed me, "huh? Why are you-"

Before I can ask. He runs up to me and kneeled, head buried to my knee and his hand both on my thigh. "Uh, hey? Why are you crying?" I gently stroke his head

He looked up at me with tears all over "you were right! I'm sorry!"

Does he finally notice? Well, that's a relief. But it still saddened me to know that he's crying. "Hey, it's okay.. I know you just need time to think about it" I murmured.

"No, I'm... Sorry for being so foolish! I should've listened to you. I regret it!" He cried even further. I grab his chin. "Hey, it's not you're fault.. At least now you're out of this misery"

"I don't care how stupid you are. " I smiled

He softened because of my touch, still resting his head on my knee sobbing. Just trying to keep himself calm and collected.

I will teach those bastards lessons

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:D this turned out ok

-ta76

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