BLEEDING HEARTS ☆ liam dunbar | UNFINISHED

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Alina walked, her worn-out converse hitting the pavement with each hurried step as she tried to keep up with Shay's strides. Alina lets out another groan, trying to pull her skirt down as it rides up her thighs with each wide step. She hates that she allowed Shay to pick out her outfit for tonight- that outfit not being from the small selection of clothes from Alina's closet, but rather from Shay's never-ending, walk-in closet. She also hates that she even allowed Shay to convince her to go to the Sinema in the first place. However, it was 'best friend duties'- as Shay called it- since the girl that Shay says is just a 'friend' will be there and she needs her 'wing women'- again, as Shay called it.

Little does Shay know that Alina knows this 'friend' is more than just a friend. Alina came to this conclusion by the number of times the two have hung out privately. Not to mention that Shay will not stop talking about this girl from school, yet still manages to not give away her identity or any clues to direct Alina to who this girl may be. Nonetheless, Alina reluctantly came to this club to be the mental support her best friend needs.

Though that does not mean that Alina is happy about being here and will not complain through the night.

Alina groans, pulling her low-cut shirt up and skirt down, trying to keep as much covered as possible. She decided to zip her leather jacket up would be the best option. "Never have I felt more naked than right now." Shay laughs at this.

"Oh, come on, Alina. You look amazing! Don't be so critical." Shay unzips the leather jacket, "don't hide a body like that! I'd die for boobs and hips like that!" Before Alina could say anything back, Shay pulls her in the direction of the building where they can hear the faint sounds of music, till the world ends by Britney Spears playing.

Alina puts her feet to the ground, pulling herself and Shay to a stop causing Mason and Liam to stop as well. "I can't go in there looking like this."

"Shay's right, Alina," Mason begins. "You look hot." He nods matter of factly to which Alina only grunts in reply.

"You're such a liar." She rolls her eyes, "you're just saying that so you can party and find yourself some hot dude."

"Well, yeah, I do want to party and find myself some hot dude, but I am not lying!" Mason looks offended at the accusation. "You do look hot. If I wasn't gay, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of you!" He looks to his best friend, "right Liam?" He nudges the boy in the ribs, knowing that Alina needs reassurance to go inside. Liam's eyes widen, his mouth opening to say something but quickly closes. His eyes move from Mason to Shay to Alina and back to Mason.

"Uh-uh, yeah," he stutters out. Once he earns another elbow to the ribs by Shay this time, he opens his mouth to say more. "You do-you do look very hot." He swallows thickly, his cheeks redden a light rose colour and Alina can faintly hear the sound of his heartbeat picking up.

Alina sighs, "thanks for all the compliments, but I just wanna go home." Alina says but begins to walk in the direction of the building, knowing it will make her friends happy. Also, knowing that she needs to get out of her comfort zone sometimes, and live a little, after all, she spent 95% of her life locked up in Eichen House.

"Can you put your phone away for five minutes?" Mason sparks up the conversation, once more, now dealing with Liam. "Scott can howl if he needs to." This causes Liam to sigh and put his phone back into his pocket with reluctance, his cheeks still aflame.

"I just feel like I should be doing something," the boy replied, and Alina nodded to show her agreement. Alina was on the phone with Kira just before Shay had arrived at the McCall's household to tell her about the new threats, new antagonist, new enemy of Beacon Hills- that being Chimera's which is what Tracy is expected to be.