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Falling - Harry Styles



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Alia stared at her reflection in the mirror, small pants leaving her lips while steam coated the surface as she did so. She had brushed her hair to perfection, her porcelain skin glowing under the light of her room and though it was late at night, she still had light make-up on.

She felt... More beautiful than she had ever looked before, even though she was dressed in such drabby clothes, this clothes being her pyjama pants, but Alex... Alex used to like them.

She wondered if the female would still like them though, it had been... So long.

Alia looked at her clock, taking in a gulp as she did so. It was already seven forty-five. Fifteen minutes before she would come.

If she did.

At Adriana's funeral, she had slipped a note to the twins to give to her when they hugged her, which she was sure they did, but she doubted that Alex would actually... Honour that.

She had asked in the note if Alex could come to her room, at the exact date it was presently, at eight