Saving Aliyah (editing)

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-Aliyah Cameron-

It's been weeks since Alastair told me anything, and weeks since the kiss, yeah, that too.

I can't stop thinking about it, I couldn't even stop smiling, Cesare and I have- well become friends now, I've been really careful now for when Alastair takes care of- that.

I still can't believe what he does honestly

"So he told you everything?" Cesare's voice knocks me out of my thoughts, I nod "yeah, he said I could ask and he'd answer." I say

Cesare hummed "he still hasn't told me anything really" he said, I shrugged, my eyes flicker to the steps, seeing Claire come down

"Hey Claire." Cesare said, making her freeze "oh, hey." She mumbled, I look between them, when I realized they like each other.

"Where's-where's Alastair?" She asks, I look at her "I think in his office" I tell her, Claire nods slowly

"I'm gonna go.." she murmured getting up, I see Cesare watching as she leaves, he's eyes not leaving until Claire disappears

"You like her." I say, his eyes snap to mine "what?" He questioned "you like Claire." I say slower "no I don't." Cesare lies "you watched her leave." I glare

"Don't tell Alastair, please." Cesare says, I seal my lips "he'd murder me, probably bring me back to life and then murder me again." Cesare said

"I don't think he will" I say, Cesare stared at me "have you seen how protective he is of Claire?" I shrugged, I personally believe Alastair wouldn't kill him

"I won't tell anyone."

"Won't tell anyone what?"

I jump hearing Alastair's voice, "why did you sneak up on me?" I question "it's my house?" He questions, I glare at him

"That didn't answer the question, Aliyah." He said walking over to me, sitting on the couch "uh-" I don't know what to say? I look at Cesare "We were talking about a movie, she was about to spoil it."

I glare at Cesare, I would never, I sighed, going to sit next to Alastair on the couch "I want a cat, they're so adorable, and all the videos I see of them." I said, Alastair stares at me, for like a good minute, then shakes his head

"No, no cats." His answer is short "don't you dare pout and give me those eyes, my answer is final." He grumbles.

I sighed, slumping into the couch, such a cat hater. How could anyone be mean or hate cats, I roll my eyes thinking about it.

"I'll start dinner, yes?" He says after a while of being quiet, I nod my head watching as he leaves "what's going on between the both of you?" Cesare asked

I shrugged, I don't know, sometimes he'll be not so grumpy, then next time he's grumpy as fuck. I think he has a period, that would explain the mood swings.

"I mean, he talks about you all the time, you two aren't-like together yet, other than the marriage?" Cesare questions "he talks about me?" I asked, he nods

"What does he say?"

"All he talks about is good things."

"Like what?" In intrigued on knowing, Cesare shrugged "like how perfect you are and other things." My eyes flicker to Alastair, he's in the kitchen right now "he said that?" I question, Cesare nods

"What if he's talking bad and you're covering for him?" I asked, Cesare gives me a look and then goes to say something, a voice beats him to it.

"Who's covering for me?" Alastair asks, making me jump again "where the fuck do you keep coming from-" I ask, Alastair stares at me "the kitchen?" He tells me.