(so i've switched things up again lmao, i had a good idea about how to incorporate arabella's past high school life to link in with her insecurities about relationships and herself so bare with me)
i'm going to post more tomorrow as i don't have a stable signal to update which i apologise for!
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𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 +
it was now the interval after act one of dear evan hansen and arabella still had chills after the performance of you will be found. she was awestruck by what she had just watched and she owed it all to noah. arabella put her purse on her shoulder and instantly linked her arm with noah's.
noah turned to her with a small smile which she didn't notice before they began to leave the theatre for the break. arabella and noah had made their way to the toilets.
"i'll be a few minutes," arabella smiled before instinctively pecking noah's lips and making her way into the bathroom.
she didn't fully comprehend her actions until she entered the bathroom stall, closing the door behind her. arabella let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding in.
little did she know, noah was outside the bathroom with a huge smile on his face. he couldn't explain the bubbly feeling inside of him following arabella's actions, but it was good.
arabella left the bathroom stall heading towards the sinks. she noticed a girl next to her but didn't say anything as she lathered soap onto her hands and began to wash them. arabella looked up into the mirror and had a proper look of the girl, instantly recognising her as her ex best friend from high school.
arabella felt her heart race, instantly looking away as she walked over to the hand dryers.
"arabella, wait! please," the girl exclaimed.
arabella ignored her and quickly dried her hands.
"please arabella, can we just talk," the girl pleaded, placing her hand on arabella's arm.
"don't touch me!", arabella snapped, her body snapping round to the girl. "i don't want to talk to you mia, okay? leave me the hell alone."
the girl let out a sigh as arabella barged past her and out of the bathroom. arabella plastered on a smile as she spotted noah scrolling through his phone, she made her way over to him, causing him to look up and put his phone in his pocket.
the bathroom doors opened behind them, arabella instantly tensing up as she sensed it was mia. noah furrowed his brows at arabella's tense nature, his eyes moving as he saw a girl walk past who was staring at arabella.
"do you know her?", noah asked, turning back to arabella.
"uh no, she's probably just a nervous fan. she might e too scared to ask for a photo of something," arabella lied with a fake chuckle.
noah sensed there was something wrong but decided against saying anything. arabella began to walk ahead and make her way to the auditorium in silence, a confused noah following behind her.
this time there was two sets of eyes watching arabella. both of them being ghosts from her past.
☺︎︎☻︎☹︎ 𝗞𝗬𝗥𝗔𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗦 ☹︎☻︎☺︎︎ hi! i hope you all enjoyed this chapter! i'm sorry that it's so short but i just wanted to do this narrative quickly.
the next couple of chapters are going to be narratives due to me needing to develop a storyline.
any guesses on who the two people watching arabella are? hint: they're part of the reason why she's so insecure of herself and relationships
comment your theories!
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ily all, stay safe!! <3
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