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It's Saturday evening.

Jared's birthday.


And there he is

With my girl.


My Alice.

Holding her.



Kissing her.

Laughing with her.


That should be me.

He stole her from me.


He stole everything.

"Happy birthday Jared"


He hugs me.

Get away from me.

You are a disgusting creature.

Don't you dare touch me.


"That's one year closer to dying"



I could speed up the process even more.


"You and your humour Wil"

Stop calling me that.


Just Alice is allowed to call me Wil.

But why are you laughing so perfect again?

With your perfect white teeth.


Your perfect jawline.

Your perfect hairline.



Your perfect being.

















































































"Do I have something on my face?"


"Huh?"


"You're staring again"

He laughs.


Stop laughing.

I don't want to like you.

I don't.


I hate you.

And I still want to kill you.


"I was just admiring your beauty"


Did I just wink at him?



Am I flirting?



No.


I would never flirt with such a grotesque pig.


I hate him.


"Says the right one cutie~"



His face is so close.


His breath smells like alcohol.



"Oh yeah? What's so cute about me?"


His eyes wander around my face.


I feel like I'm on fire.


Is that the alcohol?


It must be.



"Your eyes shine this specific way in the sun light"


Why does he study me when we are outside?



"Your cheeks always have a pink hue"

Wh-what?


"Your lips are chapped, but still so plump"

What is going on?

"Your nose is formed this special way that I've never seen at anyone else before"



Why am I feeling like this?!


"And your mess of hair. Oh god how much I always wish to just ruffle it up"



Stop!




"To just glide my hands through it"




Stop talking!!!



"To just grip you by your hair"




Get your hand away from me



"And then..."



I can feel his breath





Why are you so close?








Your eyes stare into mine








Stop this





Stop this feeling





Stop










"Just kiss you"

































































































It has been a week since Jared kissed me at the party.





We both agreed that it was just the alcohol.




But two questions still remain.




















































Why didn't I pull away?



















































Why did I like it?












A/N

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