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@aliciaklarson: hair made by @eazy_eskild with the supervision of @loglady99 and @williammagnusson
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@evamohn2: feeling betrayed right now :( @isakyaki: I should have been there!! @eazy_eskild: she's mine ;) @isakyaki @thomasbaardsson: ;) I<3 you See more...
FRIDAY 9:54PM
The party was full with strangers, but Alicia had found some of her friends from school. Even and Isak had been with her in the beginning but when they started kissing, it just got a bit too much for her. Eva and Jonas weren't even appoachable. Noora was already nowhere to be seen along with William and Eskild had found some guy to dance with.
So Alicia was left on her own until Thomas' finally arrived.
"Do you want another drink?"
Alicia looked up to meet Thomas' blue eyes, he was smiling down at her. She searched for the same sparkle once again, willing to give it another chance. After all, she couldn't just give up without trying hard enough. But she found nothing, just like all the other times.
They were in the crowded garden, in a small corner.
"Yes, please." She asked.
Thomas handed her another shot of vodka, the liquid burning her throat. The brunette asked for him to refill it, a smile dancing on his face while he did. Alicia threw the vodka down her throat once again, not flinching this time.
Thomas pulled her closer by her waist, "I love you, you know that, right?"
But will he love her when she's sober? Will Thomas love her when she's too tired to talk and even to listen all the things he have to stay about his favorite sport? Alicia can't help but wonder if he will love her when all she can think is 'I'm not good enough'. Will Thomas love her when she's crying or will he only love her when she puts her arm around his neck and tells him he's so good looking. So handsome and so empty blue eyes.
"Thomas," Alicia pushed him away softly, "we need to talk."
"What is it?" He hold her by the shoulder, "Are you ok?"
"I can't do this."
"This?" Thomas frowned his eyebrows.
"Us." The brunette sighed, "I think we should break up."
"Wh – What? Why?" He widened his blue eyes, "I don't understand. I thought we were good, I'm mean I love you and –."
"But I don't." Alicia forced herself to look at him, "I don't love you. I tried but I can't."
