#( II. ) CONVO. / ALLISON MARSH.

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closed starter for: @littlcfreaks.

"i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear tonight.  thought  you’d  like  to  know.”

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"surprise!"  she  retorts,  sarcasm  dripping  in  her  tone.  "my  brothers  play  --  there,  a  nice  fact  about  me.  wasn't  that  easy?"  ali  breathes  out,  alluding  to  the  fact  there  was  a  lot  about  eli  that  she  just..didn't  know.  not  that  she  had  a  right  to  know.  after  all,  they'd  only  met  after  she  was  three  sheets  to  the  wind  and  needed  to  feel  something. eyes  break  the  gaze  they  held  to  glance  down  at  eli's  hands.  hands  she'd  wished  were  on  her  again  in  all  the  right  ways,  but  that's  clearly  never  happening  again.  she  refused  to  be  someone's  excuse  to  cheat.  not  again,  at  least.  it's  fucked  up  that  it  even  happened  a  second  time  --  her  luck,  right? "don't  even  try  to  say  you  didn't  leave  that  out,"  her  voice  is  barely  above  a  whisper.  it's  taking  everything  in  her  not  to  cry  because  that's  the  last  thing  she  needs  --  crying  in  front  of  a  man  who  clearly  could  care  less  about  her.  "great,  thanks  for  finally  being  honest."  her  arms  cross  over  her  chest.  "i  have  another  question  for  you  though,"  something  changes  in  ali's  demeanor  entirely.  "every  time  you  fuck  her  now,  are  you  thinking  about  me?"  it's  a  bold  question,  but  she's  officially  past  the  point  of  giving  a  damn.  "and  remember,  eli  --  don't  lie  to  me."

"i never pegged you for a hockey fan." his voice is dry and void of any emotion as he says this, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. he has a feeling that's not why she was here, and his suspicions are confirmed when she claims it wasn't that hard to figure out what team he played for.

he doesn't fight her when she tugs her arm away. eli lets his hand drop to his side, fingers now fiddling with a stray string on his dress pants. the sight of ali again is making him nervous and as much as he wants to reach forward and touch her again, he knew it wasn't the right thing to do. not when he had a girlfriend he was supposedly loyal to.

when she pokes at his shoulder, it slightly moves backwards as he just stares. "i didn't-" eli begins, but really doesn't know what to say. he has no excuse for what he had done. really, though, he had thought he'd never see the blonde after that night. "i do. yeah. she's my girlfriend."

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@ofbookshelves asked: ❛ don't think this changes anything between us. ❜

“Look,”  Allison  hums  softly,  avoiding  any  and  all  eye  contact  with  Rae.  It  was  uncomfortable  for  Allison,  being  around  her  former  friend  like  this  after  their  falling  out  but  she  needed  these  books  and  the  only  person  she  knew  could  help  her,  was  the  woman  in  front  of  her  now.  “This  was  sort  of  a  last  resort  because  nobody  else  seemed  to  have  what  I  was  looking  for  but  I  know  you  can  help.  After  this,  I'll  be  out  of  your  hair  again.  Besides,  I'm  starting  study-abroad  next  semester  for  grad  school,”  she  was  talking  a  lot  but  she  was  nervous,  could  anyone  blame  her?  “So  you  won't  even  see  me  anymore.”

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she  pretends  to  gag  at  his  words  but  deep  down  ali  did  at  one  point  have  a  crush  on  him  that  she  thought  had  done  away  but...maybe  not.  "gross,  royce,"  ali  can't  help  but  laugh.  she  does  find  it  odd  he's  suddenly  all  interested  in  her.  "why  do  you  need  to  know?  you've  never  been  one  to  be  even  the  least  bit  interested  in  a  single  thing  i'm  doing."

“   nothing   wrong   with   admitting   you   have   a   massive   crush   on   me   .   ”   he   has   to   tease   her   about   it   ,   especially   since   she’s   denying   it   .   “   such   as   ?   doesn’t   look   like   you’re   doing   much   else   to   me   .   did   my   sister   stand   you   up   or   something   ?   ”

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she  catches  his  eye  and  ali  can  see  the  realization  hit  him  like  it'd  hit  her  a  few  moments  ago.  eli  remembered  her  and  now  part  of  her  really  wishes  he  hadn't.  because  now  she  can't  escape,  she  can't  leave  unnoticed  and  she  was  more  than  sure  that  they  now  had  to  confront  this. ali  wasn't  sure  if  she  could  leave  though  --  it  was  like  she  was  frozen.  now  she  really  wished  she  came  with  someone,  her  best  friend  at  least  --  she  was  the  only  person  who  knew  what'd  happened  between  her  and  eli.  but  she  didn't  and  she  was  alone  and  now  the  world  felt  as  if  it  were  crashing  down  on  her. it  was  like  hours  had  passed  while  she  watched  him  kiss  his  girlfriend  on  the  cheek  and  send  her  out  of  here  --  a  smart  move  on  his  part.  it's  not  like  ali  would've  told  her  right  then  and  there,  she  would've  let  him  do  that  and  shoot  himself  in  his  own  foot.  the  blonde  was  petty,  sure,  but  he  fucked  up  --  he  lied,  not  her. letting  herself  be  pulled  off  to  the  side,  away  from  everyone  else  ali  can't  help  but  roll  her  eyes.  "god,  can't  a  girl  come  watch  a  hockey  game?"  there's  a  bite  in  her  words  as  she  says  them,  who  can  blame  her?  "you  didn't  have  to,  genius.  there's  only  one  eli  love  in  the  league  --  it  doesn't  take  a  rocket  scientist  to  figure  out  what  team  you're  on."  ali  tugs  her  arm  away  from  his  grasp  even  though  deep  down,  she  wanted  to  keep  it  there.  "seems  like  you  left  out  another  important  fucking  detail  too,"  a  finger  comes  up  to  prod  at  his  shoulder.  "you  have  a  girlfriend?  seriously?"

He's smiling. It's a rare thing to witness in public, as more often than not he keeps his face expressionless. His girlfriend has her arms wrapped around his neck, face close to his as she congratulates him on a good game. As he chats away with her and a nearby fan, he almost misses the sound of her voice.

He'd recognize it anywhere, despite only having heard it for a night. Ali. The girl he had gotten a little too tipsy with and had taken to bed, despite having a girlfriend. The woman he had told over and over again that he was in no relationship. Lies. He had fed her lies. And now she was here, watching him happily greet the blonde. At least he was consistent with his type.

Eli needs to get her out of there. He doesn't know Ali well enough to know what she would and wouldn't do. After handing Odette his keys, he tells her that he'll meet her at the car. That there were a few more things he had to do before he got out of there. She smiles, placing one more kiss on his cheek before exiting.

When he looks over, she's staring. After signing a few autographs, he slowly makes his way over to her, stomach now in knots. Fuck. He never thought he'd see her again. "What are you - why are you here?" His voice is low as he asks, grabbing her by the arm as he pulls her to the side and away from the crowd. "I didn't even tell you what team I played on."

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truthfully,  allison  loves  getting  this  reaction  out  of  oliver.  one  where  he's  caught  dead  in  his  tracks  at  either  what  she  says  or  what  she's  wearing  --  it  just  means  she's  done  everything  right.  "because  while  we're  at  this  party,"  the  woman  saunters  over  to  where  he's  waiting  on  the  couch  and  leans  down,  her  lips  right  against  the  shell  of  his  ear.  "i  want  you  to  hold  onto  the  thought  that  i'm  just  dripping  with  anticipation  of  what  you'll  do  to  me  later."  pressing  a  kiss  to  his  cheek,  allison  smiles  down  at  the  other.  "are  you  ready  to  go?"

as usual, allison was taking forever to get ready. he should have been used to it by now, learned to prepare for it so he wouldn't end up ready and waiting on the couch for an hour before she was finally ready to go. this time - at least he gets something out of it. he blinks a few times while staring at her, a flush growing over his cheeks, "shit, allison. why would you tell me that when we don't have time to do anything since you took so long?"