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"he doesn't like it when the girls go" -M.O.N.E.Y., the 1975
noora | monday | 10.32 a.m.
message from: willhelm i can see you looking at me. how cute.
i turned around, seeing the expected facing me with his mysterious eyes. he gave me a small smile, making my heart hurt. i wanted to tell him so bad. tell him that i undeniably had feelings for him, and put my hand in his. but it just didn't feel right, vilde still consuming my thoughts. i couldn't be with william- it would break vilde.
but sana's words repeated over and over in her my head, 'if you have feelings for him, vilde will support you all the way, don't prioritise her' maybe i should start putting myself first.
message to: willhelm i know. i'm so cute. (:
message from: willhelm you really are.
i decided that now was my time, and if i wanted to be with william then i would. i sat patiently, my eyes on my book for the next half an hour. the sound of the bell ringing made me sigh loudly.
"hey." i heard someone approaching me. "willhelm, hi!" i said eagerly. "noora? is that you? you seem happy to see me?" he said with a laugh. "pshh, never." i smirked. "i'm having a party on friday, i hope to see you there." "a party? me? i don't think so. why should i?" "because it would mean a lot to me?" "i'll come if... if you raise money for the refugees at the party. everyone who comes in has to donate 10kr. (about £1GBP) to the refugees." "fine. but you have to come." "fine. i will."
noora | friday | 6.49 p.m.
blaring music flooded into my ears. i had always hated parties. i had only come to help the syrian refugees.
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i smirked to myself, seeing william's petty attempt to help the refugees.
"noora!" he said with a big smile. "willhelm." i nodded, looking for somewhere to put my coat. "eva, look after my coat and bag, i'll be a few minutes, ok?" "okeyyyyyy." eva slurred, she was already drunk. i rolled my eyes and followed william into another room. "fuck, you look beautiful." william murmured. "you're so obsessed with me, willhelm!" i pushed him playfully. "more like you are obsessed with me." he said with a small smirk.
"never." i scoffed. "we'll see about that. i know you like me, noora." "i do not!" "fine then. prove it. tell me you don't like me, and i'm gone. you'll never hear from me again." i could feel my heart thumping in my chest. i wanted to say i liked him more than anything, but the fear overwhelmed me. i was so conflicted.
