Little White Lies

Prologue

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I shook the feeling that swelled in my nerves from my body before letting out a puff of air. I felt nauseous, and I ran my fingers nervously down the fabric of my dress. I don't why I was nervous; hell, it was just my high school reunion.  Alice who was in charge of planning every one of these damned events, decided that we were having a five year one. 

"Because in like ten years everyone's gonna be old and gross, and I wanna see them before they age to wrinkled pretzels and perfume wearing grandmas whose curves drag on the floor." 

Her words, not mine. I was content when I decided on not going. But Alice wouldn't hear it. So, here I am sitting at one of the foldable tables which happen to be cheesily-decorated with our school colors (according to Alice, Kayla Rickman from our tenth grade English was in charge of decor). I sighed, and looked down at the turquoise shard the hung from a gold chain around my neck. 

Lips suddenly tickled my cheek, and I turned towards my culprit. "Hey," Alfie leaned pulled up a chair exhaustively. "Been fending for yourself long?" 

"Yes, and sadly, no man's yet to approach me so we can reminisce together," I looked and made eye contact with some man, who to his surprise, was surrounded by girls. Obviously, the past have treated him well and the girl's who once ignored him were almost forcing his pants down. 

Must be nice.

Alfie followed my gaze before gently nudging me. He laughed, "remember, you were voted most likely to be successful and independent?" 

I glared. "Yes, and if I remember correctly, you were the one who came up with the title."

"Hey, it's a nice title." The blonde idiot attempted seriously, but his laughter got the best of him.

"Yeah. If you consider insulting nice," I muttered. 

Alfie chuckled wholeheartedly. 

"Why do I feel nervous?" I asked after a moment of noglastic silence. 

"Maybe something magical is gonna happen," I provided him with a skeptical look. "What? You never know." His deep voice exclaimed when he finally noticed. 

I merely shook my head, resting it in my palm. I never experienced sweet, innocent high school love. Many guys confessed to harboring feelings for me, but wouldn't ask me out because I was out of their league. What the hell does that mean? I never quite understood the lame excuse. It might have been everyone always thought me and Alfie dated throughout our four years.

I want to be curled up on my couch with Frank nestled by me with a takeout box of sesame beef. Just I reached my fingers out to grasp the plum colored bag I brought Alfie pinched me. Hard. I opened my mouth to scold him, but the knowing smirk that coated his lips and his eyes were following someone. My brown eyes followed his gaze and my eyes widened. My chocolate hand reached and grasped Alfie's.

"Well, look who decided to show up." 

Light brown eyes held my near-black ones as we watched each other intently. Sweat popped up out nowhere like the dishes in my house. 

"Liam..." I trailed off quietly. My lips felt dried underneath my red lipstick. The strange desire to run my fingers through my curled ink hair suffocated my hands. 

"Noelani? Or are in the midst of lying through a relationship and are gonna break someone's  heart again?" Liam's words stung as he stood in front of me. "Or is your name even Noelani?"

But I deserved every harsh word thrown at me. I deserved the distance he put between us, the songs I know he's written. Because I had lied and pretended to be the girl he wished for. I waited too long to tell him it was for his sake. He wouldn't listen, for I found myself in too deep and I waited too long to be honest.

So if this is the price I must pay for my actions, so be it.