unwritten | dele alli

eighteen.

"greg as in... your ex greg?" sofia heard dele behind her. she didn't answer. she couldn't. all she could do is stare at her ex, mouth agape, hands shaking, she could barely breathe.

"i knew you were in london but i didn't know you were here," greg said to her. "it's so good to see you mia bella."

"what... what are you doing here?" she trembled.

"i got divorced."

sofia's breath hitched. he was divorced? after all this time he finally did it?

"why?"

"mi sei mancata."

"um... what does that mean?" dele piped up.

"it means he missed me." she sighed.

"who is this?"

"my boyfriend." sofia replied.

"boyfriend?" greg looked shocked. "so soon?"

"soon?! listen greg i don't know why you're here but it really doesn't concern me anymore. i'm sorry you and anna got a divorce but that's not my problem."

"so... just like that you've forgotten all about me? this is what you wanted fee!"

"just like that? greg it's been over a year. i decided to go to university in england purely so that i could get away from you and focus on something other than you. you don't understand how hard it was to get over you but i've moved on. please respect that."

"so that's it, you're over me?"

"yes." sofia replied, voice cracking. deep down she knew that was a lie.

"i don't believe you."

"she said she's over you, now leave her alone." dele said sharply. "come on sof, lets go."

sofia stood for a minute, staring at greg. yes, she'd moved on but... she wasn't over him. there was too much love there for her to get over him- she wasn't sure she ever would. she gave him one last glance before she grabbed dele's hand and walked away from greg.

"so that was um... weird."

"yeah i mean, i don't really want to talk about it if that's ok?"

"of course it's ok." dele replied. there was a pang of annoyance in his chest. he knew she was hurting but he wanted her to talk to him about it, he wanted to be there for him without her bottling up her feelings or keeping them from him.

the car ride back was quiet. dele didn't want to make sofia uncomfortable by asking questions and sofia didn't feel up for much talking. so many thoughts were racing through her mind. why now? they had been together for so long, and he never once even got close to divorcing anna, so why now that she's moved on? and was he in london for her? he didn't know anyone else in london, not that she knew of anyway so why else would he be there? she couldn't take all of these questions racing through her mind- she knew she was going to have to talk to him eventually. she had to have answers.

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"your ex WHAT?" bella shouted.

"yep he came to london."

"for you?"

"i don't know," sofia sighed. "i have so many questions i need answered."

"god i bet." they fell into a silence, both lost in their thoughts. sofia's phone chimed, causing them both to jump.

"god who is that?"

from: unknown.

hey, maria gave me your number. don't be mad at her, i begged her for it. i need to see you mi amore. i know you have questions, so do i. but i also have answers. per favore.

where?

i haven't sorted everything out yet so i'm still at a hotel so, here?

sure. see you soon.