𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄❦︎ - 𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋

𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄
[forever love]
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It felt almost surreal, cramming into a taxi with her girls by her side for another big game. Last time she was there to support her brother, having to sit on the sidelines whilst Lamine was all over Alex then waking up the next day and seeing all the blogs post about them. This time she was his there to support both of them, she could clap from the stands knowing exactly who they were for and then she would wake up the next day next to him. It would be awkward with all the social media interactions her and jude had been having over the past couple months. He was like that with everyone, his two exes and famous models on instagram so she wasnt suprised at his acts but to act like his little brother liked her just to be annoying, was infact annoying. "You excited?" Maria asked noticing the girl deep in thought as she stared out of the scenery of Madrid. This city had a place in her heart, everything special had happened here and it was a staple in the pairs growing relationship. "Feels like last time" Alicia admitted. It did feel exactly like last time with only minor changes on her behalf. Dhe knew going to this game would officially put them out into the dating world if they were pictured together and it somewhat worried her but if the hate meant having him by her side, she would happily take it.

FLASHBACK!

"Whats with you?" Maria asked, nudging Alicia on the shoulder. She had been knee deep into whatever was on her phone when she was supposed to be listening to whatever work problems Thalia had going on. "Nothing" The girl blankly replied. The truth is Alicia was busy stalking. Lamine only folllwed a few girls on his instagram so it didnt take her long to find Alex' account. Scrolling through her timeline she couldnt help but compare the two. They were polar opposites her with black hair and Aled with brunnette. The curls of hers that he claimed to have loved had been replaced by naturally straight hair and her freakishly athletic body made Alicia look like a twig against her. "You said all of that, just to shower first?" Thalia screwed her face up at her sister who had stood up for the past twenty mintues outlonging a work story so the girls would let her shower first. "Priorities M, priorities" Thalia said before swaning off inside the bathroom and still laughing when she entered inside of it.

It had been a few days since Alicia had returned and adjusting to her new old life was proving to be hard especially when one person refused to leave her mind. Maria could practixally hear the girls questioning thoughts from next to her and peered ovee to see what could be so intresting. Anyone with eyes could see there was something between Alicia and Lamine but maybe she was too late to find out. "Seriously, stop" Maria tutted, pulling the phone away from Alicias grip as she begged for it back. Taking a flick through the photos herself she could understand Alicias thought process but still dissagree. "You still like him?" Maria questioned. After their conversation the other night Alicia made it seem like it was just a childhood crush she hadnt expected to come back once she locked eyes with him again but then being found deep in his current girlfriends instagram posts, it couldnt be a coincidence. "What? Ew! No?" Alicia exclaimed, stumbling heavily over her words before grabbing her phone back out of Marias hand. She looked down at her as if she didnt believe her. The speed of her protest made it sound like she was trying to tell herself that. Maria was okay with watching her drown in delusion as she knew she could be the perfect buoy for when she couldnt swim any longer.

After Thalia spent what felt like hours in the bathroom it was finally Alicias turn to shower. She had been waiting for this all day. A chance to finally let loose and let her mind be free while every thought took its turn to reach the forefront of her mind. Maria knew her all too well and it was frightening sometimes but Alicia was firm on the fact she didnt like Lamine. Her subconscious enjoyed playing tricks of her when she ran through her hair and imagined it being Lamine hand. Or when she slipped her arms through the fabric of her jersey she pictured Lamine behind her, guiding her arms to safety. The girl had to physically shake these thoughts out of her head and when she walked out the bathroom it look like she had been through every stage of grief.