Aiden's Point of View

"Why are you mad at me?" I asked, starting to get annoyed with him.

He scoffed, "You're really asking me why? Isn't it obvious yet what makes me angry?"

"I am not doing anything!" I defended myself.

He smirked and averted his eyes, "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say."

I bit my lower lip and held my tears back. Why is he so mad? I don't really avoid him, I only avoid his hand. Because he doesn't know how I feel, he can say that. He didn't know that I was going crazy every night thinking why I was like this. Every time we stare at each other, my heart beats faster than I used to. And every time we just touch for a moment I feel electricity in my body that I have never experienced before.

For a moment of silence, my tears finally fell down. I sobbed, and when Wyatt heard it, he immediately turned to me. I just stared at him as my tears just kept coming out.

Wyatt wiped his hand over his face when he saw me crying. He sat down again while his palm remained covering his face.

"Don't stare at me like that, Aiden. I'm mad! You can't get me by crying like that!" He shouted.

I bowed my head and stopped crying, "I don't really know why you're mad at me. You even yelled at me. I don't know what I did to make you mad with me."

"Oh, really?" He scoffed, "You sent Danica here and tried to kiss her. You avoid me but you still deny everything even though it's obvious. It's like you're telling me that you don't want to be my friend anymore."

"No—" I couldn't finish what I was going to say as Wyatt continued speaking.

"Or maybe you don't want to be touched by me because you think I'm kind of germs? You're avoiding me to give me a sign that you want to end our friendship. Or else, you feel like I'm going to take advantage of you because of what happened to us last week," he added.

I stood in front of him, "How can you say those things to me? Is that how you think of me, huh?!"

He shrugged, "I don't know. You're the one who gave me those ideas so don't blame me."

"You..." my voice shook and I clenched my fist, "I hate you so much."

He just smirked and tilted his head, "Why did you try to kiss Danica? If I didn't come, would you really kiss her?"

"What if I say 'yes'? Can you do anything?" I challenged him.

I saw how his jaw moved but I ignored it, "Do you really like her?" He asked.

No.

"Yes," I answered.

He nodded and sat properly, "That's good. I'm also planning to court Vanessa. You know, my crush." He smiled.

"Why are you telling me that as if I care? You don't have to inform me to all you want to do," I said.

"See?" He crossed his arms and tilted his head. "You don't even care about your friend's love life."

"Should there be?" I asked, "We all have privacy. That's your life so why would I interfere?"

He scoffed, "You just told me that you don't care for me." He stood up and stretched his arm before he looked at me directly to my eyes, "Let's make up. Just like you said, let's not just interfere with each other's lives, but let's still stay friends." He held out his hand and I stared at it for a moment.

It was as if a needle had pierced my chest but I ignored it. I don't want to overthink things anymore. If that's what he wants... Then let's do that.

I reached his hand and we shook hands, "Are we... really okay now?"

He nodded, "Of course."

"Why did you get mad earlier?" I asked.

"Oh," he chuckled. "Never mind that. Let's just forget about that."

"But—" I couldn't finish what I was going to say when he spoke again.

"Oh, and by the way..." he picked up something on the floor then he went to the kitchen, "...I'm sorry for what happened earlier. Just let Danica come here again next week. I won't bother you, don't worry. "

Why... does he sound sarcastic? Is he just pretending we're okay? I also stopped crying when Wyatt asked about my attempt to kiss Danica.

"Wyatt," I called him and approached him. I wanted to say something but I couldn't because he spoke.

"I bought it earlier while I was on my way here. Eat it all," he said.

I looked at the food he was taking out of the plastic bag before turning to him, "I'm the only one eating those?"

He smiled and nodded, "Yep. So you could get fat somehow."

"How about you? Won't you sleep here?" I asked.

He was stunned for a moment but he recovered quickly, "Jacob and I talked, we're going to the bar."

"But there's school tomorrow, you might be late for class tomorrow. Won't your grandfather scold you—" I stopped talking when he turned to me with a serious face.

"We just talked. We're just talking about not interfering in each other's lives. We've talked about that before, haven't we? It's not just my imagination, is it?" He asked.

I feel stabbed. I know he had that idea from what I said, but I still couldn’t help but get hurt. But what right do I have, if I feel that I also hurt his feelings by what I said earlier.

He left after he had put all the food on the table. When he left, I cried again. Aish, I’m always just crying. It's annoying! Why are my eyes like this? My heart is so sensitive that even a small thing hurts. Haa, damn it.

I went to the bedroom and cried there. I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep crying. I just woke up when my phone rang, signaling that someone was calling there.

I answered the phone even with my eyes still closed, "Hello?"

"Aiden? Are you with Wyatt?" Hmm? Who's this?

I opened my eyes and looked at the cellphone to find out who was calling. When I saw Wyatt's grandfather's name there my eyes immediately widened and I immediately sat down.

"N-No, sir." I answered.

I heard him take a deep breath, "Do you know where he went? I'm sorry to disturb you this late, because I don't know anyone close to my grandson except you."

I shook my head, "No. It's fine, uncle. Uhm, about his whereabouts... If I wasn't mistaken, he's at the bar right now."

"Oh, goodness. What should I do with that brat?" He sighed. "Can you take him home, Aiden? You have a car, right?"

"Uhm..." I bowed my head and closed my eyes. What should I do? I don't think I can face Wyatt. Damn. "O-Okay. I'll just get dressed."

When I finished getting dressed I went out of the room and there I saw the food that Wyatt had prepared on the table. I just remembered that I didn't eat before going to sleep.

Eventually I went anyway. I know which bar Wyatt always goes to, so there is no problem.

When I entered the bar, I was greeted by loud music. I also see others kissing to the side, they don’t seem to care if anyone sees them or not.

I looked around for Wyatt and others. I went to the counter but they weren't there. Haa, have I been looking for them for a few minutes but I still can't find them? I also went to the dance floor earlier to look for them but I only saw Hans. I don't want to approach Hans because he was dancing with a girl and I might disturb their good times.

When I felt like urinating, I decided to go to the bathroom first. I was about to enter when I saw Wyatt on the side talking to a woman. The woman came even closer and poked his nose, then they laughed.

"Wyatt," I whispered his name.

I don’t know but I felt a shiver in my chest. But even so I still decided to approach them, I was close to them when Wyatt noticed me. He just glanced at me before he looked back at the woman he was talking to. I was only a few steps away when Wyatt suddenly kissed the woman causing me to stop walking.

It was as if something had pierced my chest and it was as if I wanted to cry of what I saw. A few more seconds passed before I could move again. I pulled Wyatt's arm without saying anything to the woman. We went into the bathroom and there I just let go of his hand.

"Aiden?" He smiled, "What are you doing here?"

"Your grandfather called me and he sent me to get you," I replied.

He turned around, "I'm not going home."

"Your grandpa's concern, you need to go home," I grabbed his arm.

He turned to me, "Hey, didn't we talk—"

"It's not like I have a choice. Your grandpa asked me so I don't have a choice to come to this stupid place just to fetch his stupid grandson. Your grandpa woke me up in the middle of my sleep. Do you think I'm glad for this kind of shit?" I shook my head, "No. So, don't think that I'm interfering with your life, 'cause I don't care whatever you do." I sighed, "I'll just take a pee. Don't you go running around."

All I want to say is that I didn’t want to see him kissing someone else, but something else came out of my mouth because of the anger I was feeling.

I went into a cubicle and there I peed. In a few moments I was finished. When I came out of the cubicle I just gasped when I couldn't see Wyatt in the bathroom.

Where did he go?

I went out of the bathroom and looked for Wyatt again. I don't know how many hours I walked around to that bar just to find him but no matter how I looked for him, I couldn't find him. Maybe he hid so I wouldn't see him again. Or maybe he was kissing another woman again.

I just gulped because of the thought. Because of that I just decided to go home and say I didn’t find Wyatt.

I was in the parking lot when I saw a familiar face. I can't be wrong that it's Danica. If it was Danica, who is she kissing— Wyatt?!

My eyes widened when I learned that it was Wyatt who Danica was kissing with. But how? Didn't he hate her? Or maybe... I was the one whom he hated. He was angry when he saw Danica in my condo because he liked Danica. So maybe when he asked if I like Danica and if we're going out, it was because he likes her. I'm the stupid one who thought that he was being like that because he doesn't want me to get close with anyone else beside him.

Yes, wow. Aiden, you're stupid.

I bit my lower lip and walked towards them. I pulled Wyatt's hand that was holding Danica's waist, causing them to stop and at the same time turn to me.

Danica's eyes widened when she saw me, "A-Aiden?"

"Sorry, Danica, but Wyatt really have to go home. Sorry for interrupting you," I smiled and pulled Wyatt away from there.

Wow, I really hate this. It was as if many needles were piercing my chest. Damn, it hurts.

We got in the car. We were just quiet inside while I was driving. At first I thought of sending Wyatt home to the condo but after what I saw and realized, I decided to just take him to his house.

I feel like I won't be able to see Wyatt after today.