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    Introductions 6

    While she was thinking, Dana’s hand subconsciously moved to her neck to play with the locket Alice had given her months before. It was at her birthday party, her fantastic party, where Alice had given it to her. Dana had been so tempted to kiss Alice that night, to tell her how she felt. Of course she didn’t, but after that night her feelings for Alice were so strong that she couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to kiss Alice or to hold her. In the end she broke up with Lara because of it all, feeling as if she were somehow betraying both Lara and Alice by continuing the relationship. Her plan was to break up with Lara and then tell Alice how she felt, the latter half of the plan failing due to the appearance of Ella almost immediately afterwards.

    “We just never seem to get a break,” Dana muttered under her breath as she opened the locket to look at the gorgeous photo of Alice. “Oh Al… why is it that we are never single at the same time?”

    Dana closed the locket and took another sip from her drink, ignoring the weird look she was getting from the person sitting next to her who had just seen her talking to a locket.

    It was then that it hit her. The sudden realisation which made her almost spit her drink out.

    “Holy *****,” she said out loud to no one in particular, quickly paying the barman and walking quickly out of the bar and the dinner. She didn’t care about whether or not she had to be seen at the dinner, nothing mattered more to Dana then getting back to Alice straight away.


    We’re both single… now.

    Dana crashed her hand down on Alice‘s door, impatiently waiting for her to answer.

    “Alice! Alice open the door!”

    It had taken Dana twenty minutes to reach Alice‘s house after deciding at the dinner to tell Alice how she felt. Her body was chock full of adrenaline which she hoped lasted until she talked to Alice. She didn’t want to become a mumbling wreck, not now.

    “Alice!” The door opened and Dana began to talk with her eyes firmly shut, not wanting the image of Alice to deter her.

    Comments

    1. hey there. I usually do not leave a lot of comments (I should, I know, I try) but I just had to now, ’cause I REALLY love your story and I guess you’re my favourite fanfic writer.

    2. Yeah we love the torture but this is so Danish, missed chances, confusion yet so right. That’s why they’re my favorite pairing, thanks for updating so soon and I love it that you’re dragging this out. great update!

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