Party 'til you pass out / When the party's over

2.13

'I know you're right, it's just -' She inhaled deeply to calm herself down. 'It hurts so fucking bad knowing that there has been someone else in your life after me. Because if it had been up to me, there would never have been an after us.'

'I know,' I just muttered, feeling her pain. Alison put her laptop and camera on the side table and threw her arms around herself. She suddenly looked sad and fragile.

'I'm just having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that our lives went on without each other, and there have been other people who we thought could take each other's place. And I'm not okay with it, because I never stopped caring about you, Oliver.' She looked up at me with troubled eyes, on the verge of tears.

'But still you were the one who walked out on us,' I told her.

'After you gave me all the reasons for it!,' she yelled at me. 'I didn't do it because I wanted to - I just had to!' Her tears spilled when she squeezed her eyes shut.

'Why is it always that you're the victim in this, and you never even think about how it has been for me?! You were not the only one with a broken heart, Ali! My heart was just as broken as yours! And I too have been having a real hard time to overcome that!'

'At least you got to sing your fucking heart out about it!,' she hissed at me. 'And then calling the album Amo, for fuck's sake.' I just huffed at her and shook my head softly, biting the inside of my cheek as I tore my gaze off her.

'The songs about you on Amo aren't even the best representation about how I felt,' I muttered.

'Then what is, Oliver? Tell me, because I'd love to listen to it to know how you felt,' she said with a very sarcastic undertone.

It fell silent when the current song in the playlist that was still playing ended, and a slower one started. I recognized it immediately, and I wanted to pull my phone out of my pocket and pause it, but I was frozen. The timing couldn't have been worse - or better, maybe. I looked at Alison as the realization of hearing my voice sing Billie Eilish' When the party's over hit her. Her eyes went wide and all she could do was stare at me.

'Don't you know I'm no good for you

I've learned to lose you, can't afford to

Tore my shirt to stop you bleeding

But nothing ever stops you leaving

Quiet when I'm coming home

And I'm on my own

I could lie, say I like it like that

Like it like that...'

Alison closed her eyes and a tear ran over her cheek. She gulped and inhaled deeply, biting her trembling lower lip. I could only look at her slowly falling apart right in front of me, the sadness of our breakup and all the pain afterwards washing over us like a tidal wave while the words of the song worked as the perfectly painful setting.

'Don't you know too much already?

I'll only hurt you if you let me

Call me friend, but keep me closer

And I'll call you when the party's over

Quiet when I'm coming home

And I'm on my own

I could lie, say I like it like that

Like it like that...

But nothing is better sometimes