Been awhile hasn't it, I haven't really been on wattpad for some time as I spend a lot of my writing time on tumblr. Yet, I want to say thank you for 20K, how I am still unsure of but thank you. Love you all so much, enjoy. (also if you want to follow my tumblr it is the same name as mine on here) x

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Squirming in the uncomfortable seat I took small sips on my drink as I ensured the little earpiece and microphone Jim helped me obtain was functioning. "Am I good?" I muttered under my breath as the bartender walked by, giving me a weird look to which I responded with a sweet dopey smile.

"Yep you're all set. If you get stuck I will help, don't worry Ali." Letting out a sigh of relief I was thankful that Jim was here, even though technically he was back with Jess in our place he was my support for tonight.

I focused on the couples in the bar, the ones who held hands and how some hands found their way to places that should be kept for elsewhere. Others who laughed too hard at jokes for sympathy, those who sat alone drinking away sorrows with their top button of their shirts undone. Then the classy girls, too good to be seen or approached by any man who comes to her, offering her a drink- I watch them as they flip their hair back and continue their girly chat and wonder what it must be like to have that much confidence.

Then there was those like me, the ones having a drink with a somewhat friend, an almost date. I picked a low key bar, somewhere that won't be filled with people but still remain busy. Of late I'd been too paranoid with everything to allow him to chose a place to have drinks, who knows who to trust anymore.

Pulling out my phone I scroll through the endless stream of notifications. It had been three days since the video had been published, Zoe convinced me to try social media again but at this rate I doubt I'll keep it much longer. Going past all of them I see if I've had any form of messages from Caspar yet, nothing. No sign of a response to verify him being on his way, maybe he'll just send Alfie on his behalf, just another snake anyway.

Turning around to face the array of drinks displayed lavishly behind the bar I focused on my reflection seen in the glass. How I did just about enough to impress him, entice him to think that there is some part of me who would want him that badly. A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do in these situations, and unfortunately that meant wearing heels and a dress that meant if I fall over everything will risk exposure. I think I'll stick to hoodies for future reference.

"Ali?" I swivelled on my seat and managed to stop myself from falling, the heel of my shoe locked in with the chair, preventing my demise in yet another bar. Smiling brightly to him I tilted my head to one side so I could curl my hair around my finger whilst he just stood there staring at me. Patiently I waited for him to move or speak up but instead he just had his mouth ajar unable to communicate like any sane human being- then again I am forgetting that this is Caspar.

With ease I stand up, shoulders back and slowly walk over to him. A sultry look on my face that I'd practised with Jess over FaceTime I gave him a kiss on the cheek and closed his mouth before carefully sitting back on the seat, ensuring nothing was exposed. "You going to join me or what?" I asked politely and too quickly he came, like bees to honey. Too easy.

"You know you're stuff." The bartender mumbled as he cleaned some glasses over the counter smirking to me. I rested my head in my hand and winked to him, unsure what sort of persona had come over me tonight.

He moved closer to me and I whispered to him, "You know it." Before quickly retracting myself and sipping at my drink whilst Caspar ordered himself one. "Remember the last time we were in a bar, well a club more so." I started and let out a small laugh as I thought back to the evening prior to the incident.

Caspar let out a soft chuckle and nodded in response. "How can I forget, your excitement at the drinks available and you falling over. I'm surprised you're managing okay in those shoes now!" He pointed down to them and I nodded.

"What can I say. I've come a long way since wearing barely heeled boots." I lifting my glass up and he copied my action, clinking our glasses together. "To change."

"Why the sudden change of heart, Ali?" His question took me off guard, it was a lot sooner than I had expected him to ask.

Struggling for an answer I picked up my drink, luckily the glass was big enough for me to mumble into it. "Jim help." Then as I sipped at the drink Jim gave me the perfect answer, to which I repeated seamlessly. "People change, I know I have. And I know that I was a bit hast with you, and you didn't deserve that. I want, I want to try again." My insides turned as I placed my hand on his knee, smiling softly to him as opposed to a smile so sickly sweet.

His eyes focused on different aspects of my face for a while which made me feel uneasy, I fiddled with my nails as a distraction until he smiled back to me, easing the tension and my heart rate. "Can we talk about that night?" He asked and to try and dial back my eagerness I slowly nodded. "I mean, only if you want to."

"It's okay Caspar, but if we talk about that night there are some things I will need you to tell me. Okay?" If he agreed I had my leverage over him. Once I had his words, the story that I needed then it would all be over, who knows if things would be the same again but at least the torment would decease.

For a while we had the same conversation, the same details were recounted just like before. Except now I had another person saying what they saw, not just little Ali Sugg. "How, how did you get involved with Alfie? And the whole take down plan?" I raised an eyebrow whilst he struggled for words in his seat.

Obviously he knew I knew, the way I'd treated him since and the various threats were enough to go by. That and his 'super top secret plan' that I easily uncovered. He began to pull at the top of his shirt and unbuttoned the top of it, now matching the other guys in this bar sipping at their Whiskey. "I was forced into it." Shifting in my own seat I moved closer, now intrigued by a new insightful aspect of the story. "Alfie, he erm. He made me side with him or he said you'd get hurt." My face within a close proximity to his I tried to find the lies, which part of him gave it away but I fell short.

"How am I supposed to believe you after all of this?" Retreating back to my original position I rest my head in my hand as I swirl the perimeter of my glass.

He sighed and forced his seat closer to mine, "Because unlike some people I care about you, regardless of anything. And I didn't want you to get hurt." Clearing his throat he leaned closer to me, too close for me to not have goosebumps and for my heart rate to increase. "You mean too much to me Ali."

Coughing he backed away and I tried to act as if his words had no effect over me. I crossed my arms, knowing I had to take everything he said with a pinch of salt. "You know about my family then?" He nods and I can't help but scoff, of course he knew, Alfie must've told him.

"I'm sorry Ali, but at least you've found your brother." He spoke with sincerity, much like he used to do all the time but now there's something different to it that is off putting. "That and you have Jim as well." I focused on his facial expressions and how it changed as he mentioned Jim. From a small smile to a straight line, his eyes turning hard and his whole body becoming stiff.

All became silent between the two of us as music faintly played in the background. It was uncomfortable as all I could picture was seeing Alfie and Niomi past Caspars right shoulder, watching them walk out and do unspeakable things knowing who they're hurting in secret. The fact that Caspar allows this to happen even now, and that he let me get hurt even after trying to prevent it.

"Ali." Caspar spoke up, snapping me out of my thoughts. "You said you'd get even." I raised an eyebrow to him, unsure what he meant. "The other day, you said that I destroyed you, and you'd get even." Releasing a shallow breath I begin to go through my purse, looking for change to leave for the drink. "What have you done Ali?" His voice sounded louder and more demonic as I found myself rushing to find some money in my purse, the shaking of my hands becoming more apparent than I'd like it to be.

Quickly I dump change on the counter and place my bag on my shoulder and begin to walk out, ignoring the callings of his name. "You did it Ali, you have his confession." Jim spoke into my ear as I kept walking, my shallow breaths coming out as wisps in the bitter evening.

"Now I can get even."