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When Y/N woke up the next morning, the day of the Paris concert, she hoped last night was just a terrible nightmare. But she knew it wasn't, she could feel her guilty heart broken tears dried on her face.

What am I gonna do? She thought to herself. And at that moment s knock was heard at the door. Y/N jumped out of bed and rushed to the door, hoping it to be Dinah. But as she opened the door her spirits fell, "Oh it's you..."

"Well a good morning to you too!" Alia said as she walked into her room, "So? How'd it go? Was Dinah ecstatic when you told her?"

Y/N shook her head sadly as she closed the door, "No, actually we broke up."

Alia's face dropped, "Y/N... I'm so sorry."

Y/N gave a sad laugh. "Yep, she was jealous, and I should've seen it sooner so I could've cleared it up before it got out of hand," she said as she sat beside the French native.

"What was she jealous of?"

Y/N sighed, "You..."

Alia's eyes grew in bewilderment, "Me?! Why?!"

Y/N shrugged as she fell back on the bed, "She said you were overly flirtatious. She was afraid I'd fall to your temptations and eat you out like the fucking queer I am," she stressed.

Alia laughed awkwardly at such an over exaggeration.

"Well that's one way to put it. I just can't believe she thought I was flirting. Drew and Lili always did say I was a little too nice. But I thought Dinah knew I was straight," Alia added.

"Apparently not, which is weird because it was completely obvious," she answered as she rested hands behind her head.

Alia laid next to her in the same position, both of them staring at the ceiling.

"What are you gonna do now?"

Y/N sighed as she closed her eyes, "I don't know..."

"Well how are you getting home? You were supposed to leave tomorrow weren't you," Alia asked.

"Yeah. Why? You don't think she'd be petty enough to just leave me here?" Y/N said as she shot up in worry.

"I mean I don't know Dinah. I can't say. I just want to make sure you get home safely," Alia assured as she too sat up.

Y/N put her head in her hands, "What the fuck am I gonna do?"

"I could give you a flight back home. My parents are taking the family jet out to Oregon. I'm sure they won't mind making a pit stop on the way."

Y/N's jaw dropped, "Your family has their own jet?!"

"Well, technically, it's not ours. It belongs to France. It is a gift to our family until my parents retire," she explained.

"I- I couldn't possibly-" Y/N started.

"Please, it's the least I can do considering I am a big reason for your break up, and besides I have to meet someone in California anyway," she responded.

Many things were running through Y/N's mind before she decided to answer, "When do we leave?"

"Today at 6."

"Today?!"

Alia nodded, "Is that a problem? I can send the jet back for you."

"No, no. I just- I ever to say goodbye to Dinah and the girls. They're at the venue all day rehearsing, and I was going to say goodbye at the concert tonight, that starts at 6..." Y/N sighed.

Alia smiled at her reassuringly, "My friend, whatever you choose I will give you a ride home either way. You can come today, or tomorrow."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. People have different ways of getting over somebody. Saying their goodbyes and forgetting or avoid and forget. It looks like you will find out which one you are today. Either way the place will be ready for you at 6 today or tomorrow," she explained, "You must forgive me. I have to get going Y/N. My family is having lunch together before we all start parting ways. But we will wait til 6 for you."

Alia rushed leaving Y/N to her thoughts, Should I stay and face all the emotions of saying goodbye to Dinah or should I leave giving both of us peace of mind?

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