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{𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮
𝘐𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦}
~ 𝘈𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦

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Alex POV:

Not that I was still uncomfortable talking to this guy, but I really wanted to get out of here and Kenan wouldn't come out. What the hell was he doing?

– Are you sure you're waiting for someone? – asks again, flirtatious. – I know a place... – he can't finish saying that since a second voice interrupts him.

– She's already with someone. – a rather serious Kenan appears, who comes as far as I am and greets me with a rather unnecessary kiss and then stays behind me surrounded by his arm around my waist.– Thanks for keeping her company while waiting for me. You can go now. – adds with a rather false smile.

– Are you really with this guy? – asks with a certain tone of mockery.

– Is there a problem? – answers Kenan before he gives me time to do it. – Because I have no problem solving it right now.

– Easy, buddy. – He's laughing. – I just thought she'd have better taste than this.

– Excuse me? – now angry question.

– Didn't you hear me? – says to turn to me later. – You deserve better, someone like me.

I can see how Kenan behind me gets even more tense than he already is and I can't help but get a little nervous.

– Be careful what you say. – warns Kenan.

– Should I be afraid? – continues to mock.

How is it that until a while ago the hallway was full of people and now that I needed someone wasn't there?

– Well...– I finally decide to intervene while I get rid of Kenan's hug. – It's been a lot of fun talking to you, but we have to go now. – I say as I go away almost pushing him to walk. What's wrong with him?

– I hope we'll meet again soon. – adds the other just by disturbing more accompanied by a wink.

– Don't even think about answering. – i warning to the idiot who was practically dragging and to the other one I only dedicate a smile.

When we get to the parking lot, I relax and finally let go of his arm.

– What's the matter with you? – I mean pretty upset. – Don't act like that again, I remind you we're nothing.

– Do you think I care? We're supposed to be here, and you have to act like it. – answers also altered. – I can't believe you were flirting with him. What if someone saw you?

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