KAYLNN REVEAL /\
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_________________________________________'I've lost my phone.' Wilbur says panic in his eyes, patting his skiisuit down.
'Look at reception, someone might have turned it in.' James suggested.
'Are you sure its not at your place?' I said coldly, I haven't said much to Wilbur since the events at the motel room.
'I definitely took it out, I remember I took a picture.' I rolled my eyes internally. He turned to James, 'I dont know where reception is, wanna show me?'
James nodded and they both headed off down the slopes. Wilbur turned to give me a death glare. I do not trust him.
'I'll come too!' I yell, running after them.
Wilbur looks pissed off, but knowing him he would have thrown James down a mountain or something.
We get to reception and, lo and behold, Wilbur's phone is there. Apparently some workers found it at the bottom of a mountain, where James's dead body would be if I hadn't followed them.
'It's been going off every second, whomever is texting you? A girlfriend perhaps? Lucky bastard.' The receptionist rambles.
People constantly flirt with Wilbur Soot just because he has fluffy hair and is tall. I don't see the appeal.
'Erm, yeah probably, well its complicated, she's kind of my...' He cuts of as James and I look at him expectantly.
'I'll tell you later.' He says in such a way that I can tell he won't tell us later. I'll find out anyway. I have my ways.
We leave hurriedly and James bursts out laughing.
'Sooo, who was that?'
'No one.'
'Then why did you..?'
'To get her to leave me alone.'
'But she was cute, you would have been cute together.'
'I'm not looking for anyone at the minute.'
A million thoughts rush through my wrinkly brain, the main one being; who was blowing up Wilbur's phone while we were skiing?Mentally I made a list of people it could be;- The Spanish Alps group chat: not possible Wilbur was the only one who brought his phone.
-His family: doubt it, because of time zones its about 2am in England, and I don't think that they're that over protective.
-An actual girlfriend: or boyfriend i guess but even so...
-Aria.
Kaylynn, its obviously not Aria. She is in Afghanistan bravley fighting for the people. Stop trying to accuse people. Just because you hate Wilbur's guts doesn't mean he is like having an affair with James's girlfriend. I almost chuckle at the absurdity. Maybe Wilbur has a crush on her at most but she's in a warzone so not much can be done about that.
Right?I finish up the skiing for the day with, what will probably be, a huge bruise on my thigh. Our crew head over to a little cafe by the ski shed. It's quaint, with a wood-burning stove in the corner and a selection of cakes and cookies. I order a hot chocolate with whipped cream and a fragrant blueberry muffin can you tell im hungry rn? Everybody else orders and we sit on some leather sofas, fur blankets draped over the back.
"Did you see Alex's face when he fell over?! Hysterical!" George, quiet frankly cackled. I laughed too, even though I did, in fact, not see Alex's face when he fell over.
"Did you know Wilbur has a secret lover?" James said out of the blue, against all good judgement i joined in.
"Yep, he even refused to flirt with the cute girl at reception." Wilbur shot me a dirty look.
"I don't have a secret girlfriend, I swear I would tell you all if I did."
I scanned his face, looking for any signs of untruth. Nothing. Although they do say psychopaths are great liars.
The gang picked on Wilbur some more, asking him questions about his 'girlfriend' until he broke.
"STOP" he aggressively said. "I'm pretty tired so I think I'm going to head back to the cabin." He looked over at Will, who handed him the keys."Do you think his girlfriend is Nihachu?" James turned to me, "I mean he was scrolling through her instagram. Thats what I would do when Aria first left..."
My chest panged. Aria. James loves Aria. Maybe Wilbur does too... never mind, he's too conceited for romance.No one has ever really loved me, there has been the occasional person, but they never stuck about. Obviously.
I'm so selfish. James's girlfriend is in a literal war zone and I am being miserable because no one likes me. Typical.
"Yeah maybe. Heh heh." I do a terrible attempt at faking a laugh. If he can tell he doesn't tell me.
That's when I remembered. Wilbur wasn't scrolling through Niki's instagram. It was Aria's.
Wilbur scrolling through her social media isn't quite sufficient evidence to show he is having an affair but now I have a lead.I read too many mystery books as a child.
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Concealed // Alex x George
FanfictionAn emotional enemies to lovers story about George and Alex.. What is life really like without the mask?