Taylor Swift - Wonderland (Part II)

A/N: Yes, I know. I'm a horrible person who didn't update for at least two months or something. I've been focusing a lot on music lately and every time a had a choice: writing a song or writing on a story. The song always won. Until today. I'm not really happy with this chapter and some scenes are really cringy, but I didn't want to wait any longer. I hope you still enjoy this chapter.

As always, you can read it as a whole, but if you want to know: The first part is about the second verse, the second about the second pre-chorus, the third about the bridge and the last one is about the chorus.


But that didn't stop them. Yes, there was nothing going on for a few weeks, but after that, it all got a little too much. She needed him. They needed each other.

So the secrets started again. They met at secret places, telling their parents they were somewhere else. They tried to do the best they could with their hand magic and together, they could even cast a silence spell.

Alex noticed Justin had changed a little. Though he was still a good kid and tried to do things 'right' - even when they were wrong - he wasn't the 'angel kid' anymore. She didn't know if she liked it. She knew it was because of her. Yes, it had taken her a lot to convince him they could still be together, but the normal Justin would never have broken the rules.

Maybe it didn't matter because he had already broken the rules once.

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They met at some Chinese restaurant today. Justin smiled when Alex walked in. She greeted him with a kiss before sitting down at the table he was already sitting at. "Hi," she said.

"Hey," he responded, his eyes following her. "What did you tell mom? I thought she wanted to go shopping with you today."

"Told her I was seventeen and really didn't need a mother to come with me to go shopping," she answered. Maybe she'd said it a little nicer.

Justin wanted to answer, but he got interrupted by a man in black, who was also wearing a black mask. He opened the door with so much strength, that Alex was afraid it would break. He ran over to the counter, pulled out a gun. "Don't move!" he said.

Alex froze. "Justin, what's happening?"

He didn't answer. Nobody in the restaurant said anything. Only the man in black was speaking. "If you give me the money, I won't shoot."

The woman behind the counter was frozen in shock. "I… I…"

"Hurry up a little."

She gave him the money with trembling fingers and the man was gone as sudden as he had come in.

"Oh my god," Alex said as soon as the door shut.

Everyone started talking and nobody could understand anything.

"Please, everybody, calm down," a man behind the counter said.

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"Could it be the same guy that broke into the substation last week?" Alex asked when they were outside.

"Maybe. I don't know," Justin answered. "But I'm going to go to the library now. We can't get home at the exact same time."

"Right," she said a little sad. She looked around if there was anyone around they knew and smiled when it wasn't the case. She leaned in to kiss him and their lips locked together perfectly. She felt his hand stroke her check gently. It gave her chills. Why are the best things always the things you can't have?

"Did you guys know there was a robbery at a Chinese restaurant today?" Jerry asked at dinner.

Yes, I know that, Alex thought, but she kept quiet, not wanting their parents to get curious. "No. But why do you care?" she asked instead.

"Because maybe it's the same guy that robbed the substation last week," he answered. "I've already contacted the owners. We will compare the material from the safety cameras tomorrow."

Alex saw that Justin was a little in shock, but tried to cover it. "Do you really think that's necessary, dad? I mean, it was only like thirty dollars."

"thirty dollars is still thirty dollars, right?"

"Yeah, but it's not like the world is going to end," he said. He seemed a little nervous in Alex' eyes. She wondered why, but he went on. "There are much bigger problems in this world. Global warming for example. Now that's a real problem."

She was confused by his behavior. He started to sound like Max. And she wasn't the only one who noticed. She wanted to say something, but then suddenly, it hit her. They were probably on the videotaping from the safety cameras too. If their parents saw it, they were done.

She looked over to Justin. He gave her a weak smile. He probably wanted her to think everything was okay. But it wasn't. Their father wouldn't be pleased at all if he saw the material.

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"Alexandra Margarita Russo and Justin Vincenzo Pepé Russo, lair, now!" Jerry cried from downstairs. Alex could tell he found out. He almost never used their full names. And if he did, you could better be prepared.

She didn't want to go downstairs, but she knew her dad would only get angrier the longer she waited. She got up from her bed where she was reading her magazine and made her way to the door. Alex opened the door at the same time Justin did. They looked in each other's eyes, not saying anything.

In some kind of impulse, she walked to him and gave him a tight hug, wanting to feel his comfort one more time.

He rubbed her back gently, but then let go. "It's going to be alright," he said, but he had never been a good liar.


"Why? What did I tell you guys? Do we have to go through this all again?" Jerry yelled at them. They were sitting on the couch in the lair and he was standing right in front of them. Theresa was sitting in the chair, finding her shoes really interesting.

"Dad, it was one time, okay," Alex said calmly, which was kind of unusual for her. "I promise it won't happen again."

"That's what you said last time too."

Theresa looked up. "Was it really just one time?" she asked uncertainly. "Or has this been going on for longer?"

Alex knew lying was dangerous now, but this whole thing was kind of a lying game. She decided one more lie wouldn't hurt. "Yes, I promise." She looked over to her mother, hoping she would believe her.

"Justin?" Theresa asked, knowing he would never lie.

Alex looked at him with a pleading look. Please.

"Yes, it was only this one time," he said.

"Well, I don't believe you," Jerry said determinedly. "Justin, cast a truth spell on Alex."

Alex looked down. She'd always hated the truth spell. She used to be afraid that she would say something to Justin that he wasn't supposed to know.

"I don't have my wand," he said.

But Jerry solved that problem quickly by giving him his wand, which he had kept in a box with a lock on it. "If you don't do it, we know you two are lying. But since you obviously speak the truth, you have nothing to fear for, right?"

Justin played around a little with his wand. Alex looked at him again. If he cast the spell, she didn't know what else would slip out. She wouldn't be able to control herself.

"I… I can't do it. Sorry," he said quietly, but still clearly.

Alex could see the disappointment in her parent's eyes. She wasn't surprised by their reaction. "Maybe it wasn't the first time, but please, please give us just one more chance," she pleaded.

Jerry shook his head. "No, you've had your change. We warned you. We told you to not do anything you would regret. Therese and I have already talked, but we think the problem will solve itself."

Notice how they call us a problem, Alex thought. Like they were some sort of vermin.

"Justin, After summer break, you will go to college and won't be living here anyway. At the weekends, you'll stay there. We don't want you two near each other anymore."

Justin and Alex both opened their mouths to protest, but Jerry hadn't finished yet. "And you're going to our family in Italy for summer break," he finished with a monotone voice.

"Dad, you can't do that!" Justin said loudly.

Alex looked down to hide the tears she felt coming up. She knew it was their own fault. It was their choice to still see each other. They rushed into things, once again. It had just felt like some kind of fairytale. They expected it to have a happy ending. And when she'd been afraid it wouldn't, Justin had always been there. He had looked into her eyes and told her everything would be okay. And she had believed him because he had always been the one who was right.

"Watch me. You know what, you should be happy with it. I could've sent you to the North Pole and Alex to the South Pole and let you stay there for the rest of your life's," he said, raising the tone in his voice until he was yelling at them. "Maybe we should have done that. Thank your mother for not doing that."

Justin looked over to his mother, but she sat quietly, just like she had done the whole time.

"And I've discovered you developed your hand magic. Good, but we said no magic, so no power for neither of you," he went on, more calmly this time.

Alex didn't even seem to care at this point. She just didn't want to be alone. She had already imagined the summer with Justin. It would've been a lot of hide and seek, but at least it would've been the best hide and seek game she'd ever played.


Justin was gone by the end of the week. At least their parents had allowed them to say goodbye. Nothing more than a hug, but still. She could already feel the loneliness. They weren't allowed to call each other or speak to each other in any other way. It just wasn't fair.

She sat in her room that whole day. What else could she do? Her door was locked and she ignored her parents completely. She planned to do so for at least a month. Maybe her mother would start to worry and flew Justin back eventually. Maybe.


She picked up her journal. The one she drew all the pictures in. The magic one. The magic didn't work, but she could still draw. She drew her story, their story. It was short and stupid, but it had been a fairytale for a moment. A beautiful fairytale. Like they were in Wonderland.


A/N: I know I really don't deserve it, but if there is anyone out there who wants to spread some kindness today, please write a comment! It was the comment made by a guest (Hurry up and continue plz) that eventually (after a two week holiday where I didn't have my laptop) got me back to writing, so it does help! Even if it's just to let me know that people are actually reading this.