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- 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡
"what the fuck, alana." kenny sends.
i can hear his disappointment ringing through my head. i can hear everyone's loud thoughts about this situation.
i decide to message kenny first, hoping he would understand, after all, he's my best friend.. right?
right..?
"it was planned months ago, ken." i respond, attempting to be as formal as i can to mask my sadness.
"fuck alana. why wouldn't you tell me? or us? any of us?" he responds faster than i could imagine.
multiple different thoughts run through my head. do i tell him the truth? do i lie?
"i knew you guys wouldn't let me come.. and i've always wanted to marbella. i wasn't wasting a perfect holiday just because my ex was going on it." i respond, truthfully telling him.
"you didn't have to lie, alana. it isn't fair. please tell me your not sharing a bed with him?!" he takes longer to respond this time, clearly thinking over his words.
i sigh. we are sharing the same bed.. the same room.. the same closet.. the same bathroom.
i was stuck. i was 100% in a position i couldn't get out of. i didn't know how to, i knew there was one person more disappointed in me.
not chunkz, who absolutely despised mio, not niko, not triangle mole rat and obviously not kenny..
it was sharky.
i decided to leave kenny on delivered for a moment meanwhile i facetimed sharky.
as if he knew i was going to, he picked up straight away, not even one ring.
"alana." he spoke through gritted teeth, now why was everyone so mad.. it's..
"it's not a big deal." i responded, hoping he would be sympathetic.
"fuck, alana. of course it's a big deal!" he rambled about the same things i had just talked to kenny about.
mio decided to leave the room to give us privacy, saying he'll come back up later, and for me to just shout him.
"with mio wills? the emilio wills?" emilio was mios real name, except his whole life people have called him mio as a nickname.
"alana, you can't be going places with your ex? you NEED to tell us." he emphasised the word 'need'.
"look alana. emilio isn't a good person, ok? can't you see? look back at how he left you. you were a mess for nearly 3 weeks, and now your going on a holiday with him? please tell me nothing happened." he lectured.
"well..." i spoke in a high pitched tone, turning my head slightly to the side to avoid looking at his eyes over the phone.
those beautiful ey-
"holy shit you kissed him!" he interrupted my thoughts; i could see his eyes almost pop out of his head at the news.
"don't be dramatic! it was one kiss, ok?" i told him, attempting to calm him down.
"holy shit your gonna fall for your ex!" he hung up the phone.
he hung up the phone.. he hung up? wait.
only i'm allowed to do that.. little whore.
i attempted calling him back, because petty me wanted him to answer so i could hang up. but did he answer? no.
but did i now receive a whole lot more messages from my other friends?
yes.
did i bother to answer them?
no.
did mio come back in and try to make out with me?
well...
did we make out?
...there's a possibility.
now. real question. did i have feelings for mio.
no.
no... i didn't. because it wasn't mio.
it wasn't mio, and it wasn't the stupid other guy i blocked.. i even forgot his name.
it wasn't my secondary school crush, it wasn't my crush back in somalia, it wasn't the bell boy.
the bell boy?
yeah he's fit. the bell boy here is so much fitter than you can even imagine.. ever.
ok maybe it is the bell boy.. nah.
you know who it actually is? you wanna know?
someone along the lines of.. uhm...
sharmarke mohamud.
an: alanas true feelings era???? mio is such a dick lol
