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-TRISTAN-

I sat outside once again in the balcony while eating chips, I can't...I can't think that..that...Alistair is just keeping me here because he obliged to, I never even wanted to go here in the first place but..Kate said I have no choice, I feel so..trapped, I only been outside once.

"Twisted, I wanna go out."

I whispered to the cat beside me as it only rolled on his tummy and fall down because he was on the edge of the couch..

I ignored his meowing state as I stare down at the busy streets, It never died once, It continue to be passed by and so on,

It's already Afternoon--- After France left, I decided to eat my lunch and gave half of it to twisted because France ate my cat food so Twisted have no snacks left for him.

I was wondering...since it's February, Harry told me that Valentine's is near and I should celebrate it with someone..but..but...who?

He told me that Valentines is about all love and friendship, Mostly, Lovers celebrate Valentines day on the hotel as Harry said to me because he googled it or have a date on something beautiful or adventurous;

"Oh, Twisted, I feel so..alone, so so alone sometimes..you know?"

I talked to my cat as I continue to stare down at the streets, I wanted to go there and enjoy but Alistair told me that I shouldn't go all alone.

The phone that Alistair left me rings as I grabbed it and put the phone on my ear, Someone finally spoked;

"Tristan? Baby?"

Ah! It's Alistair!

"Uh..H-Hello..A-Alistair?"

I stuttered as I felt tingles on my stomach, I feel like a butterflies have spread around my stomach;

"How are you?"

He asked as I look down at Twisted who only looked up on me;

"Uh..I'm fine! I'm doing good!"

I said and smile, Twisted sat up and meowed a little as I wait for his replies;

"Alright then, I'm coming home soon, cook something good for dinner, okay? Bye bye baby."

He said as I whispered a small 'bye bye' as the call ended. That's a first sign, He gave me nickname but we doesn't have any relationship at all;

Ahhhhhh! It's so complicated! I don't know if he likes me at all, Once I confessed to him, I probably would leave this instant so it won't be hurtful when he asked me to leave, Afterall--- He...He's special for me..

I teared up because of that..I..I never cried that much before, tears continue to escape my eyes as I sobbed. I don't know but..I..I really felt hurt inside..I..I don't want to feel this kind anymore..

I wipe my tears away and start to prepare our dinner, I cooked some spaghetti and prepare some iced tea, After a few hours of waiting, The door opened up..

#24: Discomfort.