William leaned back and turned his head towards him. I was also looking at Alexander, trying to gauge his reaction but he kept his instance neutral like he doesn’t care, I know he does!
“Who are you?” William spoke first, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
“I’m Alexander Salvatore. And you’re William Wilson, I guess!” He started calmly. My eyes widened at his casualness but he’s not looking at me.
“Oh, so you already know my name. Are you my fan?” William asked sheepishly and I rolled my eyes while Alexander huffed in annoyance.
“I know your name because I’m Isabella’s fan.” He growled and I stood up abruptly from my seat. If I won’t stop him here, he’ll spill out something that I wasn’t ready to tell anyone yet.
“Alexander, is everything alright?” I interjected before William uttered anything.
“Yeah, everything is good.” He answered nonchalantly, without glancing at me.
“You know him?” William asked me in a hushed tone as I was standing one step ahead of him.