a/n: so you've heard one of harry's secrets, but here's one of alina's. enjoy the chappy.
The next day was quiet. Yes, I let Alina out of the room. When she came out, I asked her if she was hungry and she simply shook her head and went to our bedroom. I followed her, watching her every move. She walked into the closet, coming back out after about 3 minutes with an outfit that compiled of red Adidas drawstring sweatpants, a grey Hipsta Please crop, and turquoise UGGS. Alina most likely already had a shower in the room, so she changed quickly, still not saying a word to me. After she finished dressing, she turned to me saying monotonously,
"I need to talk to you," and walked out of the room and downstairs. I followed closely behind, sitting on the couch opposite to her. She sighed softly, running her fingers through her hair. I could only hope that she had an explanation as to why she was acting this way.
"Just as you told me about Lucia, I have a secret of my own as well. His name was Seth. He was 6 feet, brown curly hair like yours, Australian he was. A real handsome one," I heard her sigh softly.
"But he changed. His mother had passed away, the cause being cancer. It tore him apart. I couldn't even do anything to help him. He joined a gang and ran away. He was my first love. We had done so many things together. Went on vacations together, we were each other's firsts," She rested her head on the top of the couch, continuing.
"I haven't seen him since. The reason why I was acting like that was because I had a dream about him." I raised an eyebrow, clearing my throat awkwardly.
"Er, what kind of dream exactly?" I asked, full of curiosity.
"Oh!" She appeared to be amused, "Nothing of that sort. It was just as if I had seen him in some place. I-I just miss him, I guess," she said softly, looking down and twiddling her thumbs. I reached out and grabbed her hand
"Look, I completely understand. After our date, all I had were flashbacks of Lucia and I still together. I'm sorry I acted the way I did about you finding the photos. Let's just say no more secrets, okay?" I told her, looking her straight in the eye. I thought I saw a glimpse of something as she simply replied,
a/n: is Alina psychic? aha, no, she's not.
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