A Guide To Being The Third Wheel

Cuddle

November 13, 2015 3:58 AM

     "Come on Robbie. Give me the phone before you drunk text anyone." I warned.

     "But she's my baby." Robbie whined before kissing the screen.

     "Gross." I grabbed his phone.

     "Hey!" Robbie groaned as he tried to grab his phone. I stuck it in my bra, in hopes of stopping him.

     "Jupiter, boobs aren't going to prevent me from getting my phone." Robbie laughed.

     "Fine. Just no more using your phone okay?"

     "Alright."

     We walked into the house and he stumbled into my bed. He collapsed onto my bed. He rested his head on his hands and fell asleep. I rolled my eyes and decided to see all the juicy secrets his phone might contain. I opened his phone and saw a bunch of Instagram notifications. 

     It was a picture of us. His arm was wrapped around my shoulder as he smiled at the camera. I, on the other hand, was turned to him. My tongue was sticking out at him. He probably said something lame or he complimented himself jokingly.

     I love her.

     That was his caption. I then decided to do something I would regret later; I read the comments.

     Ew, what kind of creature is Robbie next to?

     Go die Jupiter.

     Ugly Whore.

     I swear if they date...I'm going to murder da bitch.

     Wtf? Don't worry guys. Robbie will realize how much of a skank she really is soon.

     Why? Why did I do that? And I just sat there in the dark, sobbing, as Robbie slept soundly above me.

     "Jupiter?" Robbie stirred, " what's wrong?"

     "Everyone hates me." I sobbed. My back was leaned against the side of the bed. Robbie moved a little from where he was. He kissed the top of my head and whispered, "I don't hate you."

     "Your fans do." I cried as I turned to face him. He looked confused. I showed him the comments and he got angry.

     "They don't know what they're talking about. Don't listen to them. You, Jupiter, you are just perfect the way you are." Robbie stated as a tear also ran down his face. I climbed up to the bed and grabbed his arm and wrapped it around my neck. We were only centimeters apart, our noses were slightly grazing each other once in a while.

     Our sniffles died down and we just laid there with our eyes closed, well my eyes were closed, but I'm not sure about Robbie though.

     Creep.

     I giggled at myself like a loser. 

     "Why are you laughing?" Robbie asked.

     "Are your eyes closed?" 

     "No."

     "Creep."

     He just laughed and kissed my forehead.

     "Goodnight Jupiter."

     "Goodnight Robbie."