Alvia's POV
"Who are you talking about?" I feign ignorance
"Someone else slept here last night?" She asks pointing at his folded shirt he left behind and the note in her hand
He left a note for me. I was in ecstasy, I totally forget Miley standing in front of me
I keep thinking what he could have written on the note
"Can I have the note please?" I ask reaching out for the note in her hand
"Deacon again? I have heard this name too many a time to be a coincidence, who's he? She asks with an increased tone
"He is a friend from school" I lie.
It isn't all lies, he goes to the same university as me so basically I'm still on the path of truth
"He spent the night here?"
"I told you a good person drove us home. He was the good person "
"But you never said the good person slept with
