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Confession

It was annoying having an actual physical body with duties attached to it, like having to pick up the phone if someone called.

Particularly annoying when I was having a particularly intense make-out session with Will. It had gotten intense so quickly that a part of me was wondering if this was, like, 'the time', when we actually (for want of a better phrase. Desperate want) consummated our relationship. Although I had to be careful not to think about it, because for some stupid childish reason, that phrase made me giggle like some kind of school girl.

Seriously. This body could be a pain sometimes.

So Will's hands were just lightly brushing over my body as he kissed me and the my phone buzzed violently in my pocket, making me jump and make a very embarrassing yelp as if I'd just been electrocuted. I muttered death threats under my breath, ignoring Will's amused expression and wrestled the phone out of my pocket (trying all the while to hide that my hands were still shaking a bit. Will was good. Really good). I answered without checking the caller ID (stupid, stupid). "Yes?" I said, proud of myself when my voice came out strongly. Being breathless would only make Will laugh more.

"Hey, Lil-Ally. It's Joonie."

I resisted the impulse to swear and instead brightly said, "Oh, hey, Joonie." I glared at Will but he just looked at me blankly.

"I was in the neighbourhood and wondered whether you wanted to hang out."

"Oh. Hang out," I said, shooting Will a desperate look, but he just put his head slightly to one side, looking remarkably like a confused dog. "Yeah, sure," I continued when it became clear that Will wasn't going to help me out.

"Great," Joonie said. "I'll be at yours in about five minutes."

I hung up and immediately set to glaring at Will. "What is wrong with you?"

"What?" he said. "Joonie's not that bad, Alona."

"It's not that. Although she is freaky on a whole load of levels."

He muttered something under his breath.

"What?"

He sighed and glared at me. "I said, you were nicer when there was the threat of disappearing."

I rolled my eyes. "Insipiente," I said, crossing my arms.

Will frowned. "Did you just insult me in Latin?" I started to answer but he cut me off with a wave of his hand. "Whatever. What's so bad about Joonie?"

"You mean apart from the fact that she tried to kill you? But it's not that anyway. You remember the reason Joonie and Lily fell out in the first place?"

He finally caught up. Honestly, calling him a fool wasn't mean. It was literally the truth. Men were so slow. "Oh, right," he said slowly.

"Exactly. How well do you think Joonie will take it if she finds out that we're... well, whatever we are?"

He grimaced and looked away. "We just won't tell her. She's hardly going to come back anyway. We won't invite her if we have a wedding..."

"If we have a wedding?"

"Oh, fine. When we have a wedding-"

"I'm sorry?"

He smirked at me and touched my cheek. "I'm spending my life with you anyway. Might as well make it official."

I stepped back unsteadily, hoping that the light was just dim enough that he wouldn't be able to see the blush colouring my cheeks. "I don't think now is the time for romantic declarations, Will. Your psychopath friend might just murder one or both of us in about two minutes." The doorbell rang and I swore. "Make that two seconds."

"Since when have we ever been practical?" Will said.

He had a point, really. I turned away from him and started towards the direction of the front door. He grabbed hold of my hand as I reached up to open the door but his expression was uncharacteristically innocent as I hissed some random threat to him and yanked my hand back.

Joonie seemed slightly surprised to see Will and ducked her head down slightly. I think she still felt guilty about almost killing him last year.

Will excused himself pretty quickly even though I was begging him with my eyes to stay (he understood too. Just decided to leave me floundering) and although Joonie seemed awkward when Will was here, she was even more so when it was just the two of us alone. She fiddled with the safety pin in her lip (which still grossed me out, by the way) before finally smiling and saying "I felt I had to apologise personally for what I did. Over the phone just didn't seem right."

I sighed. "Don't worry about it."

"I did try to bring you back," she added.

I nodded carefully. "Will told me."

"I just... didn't really think."

"Joonie..." I started, feeling awkward. I wish Will had stayed. "You tried. You didn't go the right way, but still, there's the nice... sentiment," I finished weakly. Yeah, nice sentiment. Dragging Lily back from the light to put her in a body which may or may not have worked, giving the whole operation a good chance of trapping Lily in a prison of flesh and bone.

To be fair, she didn't know that Lily was happy in the light. In fact, she thought I was Lily (which I very much wasn't. My fashion sense was a million times better. Although, with the clothes Joonie wore it was obvious she knew nothing of fashion either).

Joonie sniffed and nodded. "Thank you, Lily." She paused and frowned. "Sorry. Ally. I keep on forgetting." She watched me for a moment, her gaze shifting to something quite intense.

"That's okay," I said slightly awkwardly. "Joonie, there's something I really should tell you. Just don't... freak out, okay?"

"What is it?"

Well, either I would regret this for the rest of my life, or I wouldn't live long enough to feel anything like regret. "I'm kind of... dating Will." I watched her carefully, ready to make a run for it if necessary.

She gaped at me, and I shrugged awkwardly. "It just kind of... happened."

"I thought you'd gotten over your crush on Will," she stammered out.

I bit my lip, then jumped as Tyler came bounding in. Thank goodness. She wouldn't attack me if Tyler was here, right?

"Oh, hey Joonie," he chirruped. "Don't worry. I'm just passing through."

Joonie waited until he had left (I resisted the impulse to grab onto his arm to keep him here) and then said uncertainly "I should go."

I jumped up. "You sure?" She just nodded, slightly paler than usual.

The relief was almost physical when she left. I groaned and leant on the door, jumping when Will appeared next to me. "Where the hell have you been?"

"In your room," he said meekly. "Thought that you and Joonie may have wanted to talk alone."

"Well don't do that again," I grumbled.