We walk quickly into my room and I lock the door, not wanting a pregnant, snoopy Alice in here.
Hoody looks around for somewhere to sit and I sit down on my bed, patting it.
He smiles and comes to sit next to me.
We sit there, saying nothing for a few seconds.
"I know you're hiding your past from me," he whispers, turning his body toward me, facing me. I sigh and turn to face him too. "I told you mine, tell me yours… please?"
I bite my lip and think for a second. Then I nod.
"Ok," I say and he settles, watching me.
I grip my arm.
He notices and pulls my arm away. I tense as his fingers carefully brush the jumper that I'm wearing back.
He gasps when he sees the burn and I wince.
Because surely he thinks I'm disgusting.
Ooh... he's seen her scar...
What are u thinking?
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