Love Me, My Omega!

DARYL'S POINT OF VIEW:

December 24th.

It's been a while since the last time I've seen him. I wonder what happened to Tristan while staying at Justin's house?

I bit my lower lip to stop myself from laughing.

Just thinking about it makes me crack up. That guy is so scared of dogs and Justin's family literally has lots of them. He probably hid behind Justin when they first got there, LOL.

"Hey, back me up. I keep on dying." I looked at the person sitting next to me. He was pouting while his eyebrows met in the middle. "Don't you have anything else to do besides pestering me to play with you? We've been at it for days already, aren't you tired?" I asked as I moved the joystick and headed to where he was in the game.

"I don't have anything to do. My mom is handling our bakery and she told me to have fun during the holidays. You're fun," he said. I glanced at him and saw that his expression softened. "What was that? So cringey," I said as I laughed while killing our enemies one by one.

The game ended quickly and just as I expected, I'm the MVP.

"No fair! How come you're so good at games while I'm not?" He frowned as he leaned his back on the sofa.

"Why are you taking out on me? You just suck," I said and laughed as I rolled my eyes. "Wow, look at that sudden change in attitude!" He scoffed as ge looked at me with disbelief. "It wasn't so long ago when you were so kind to me—offering to teach me and all, and now you keep saying that I suck," he frowned at me. "That's because you really do suck," I laughed. "You know what? You're the worst mentor ever," he said and rolled his eyes.

"Whatever," I said as I shook my head. I took the remote from the coffee table and turned the TV on.

"Everybody has been really curious about this. Who was your first love?"

"What are you watching?" Lucas asked. I turned to face him and said, "Dunno. I don't really watch TV. It just happened to be on this channel when I turned it on."

"Oh, first love? Haha, well... I can't really tell you about their identity, but they really had—they really have a special place in my heart."

I turned to the TV again upon hearing a familiar voice and I was right. It really was a familiar voice because it was Troy.

"Wow, so that person still has a special place in your heart until now? That makes me even mkre curious, haha. What were they like?" The host asked as he looked at Troy with intrigued eyes.

"They... They were caring, innocent, and kind... but a bit sassy," Troy said as he smiled. "So the hottest actor of the year likes the sassy type, huh?" The host teasingly said as he beamed. Troy chuckled as he shook his head. "No, no, that's not it. That's not really my type. I just liked them because they're..."

The look on his eyes suddenly changed as if he was a man in love.

Hmm? Does he still like Xander? I wanna know...

"Chimpanzees are described as highly territorial animals and will frequently kill their kind..."

"Hey, what the hell?!" I yelled as I glared at Lucas. "Why did you suddenly change the channel?!" I yelled at him. "Why are you yelling at me?!" He yelled back. "Because you suddenly changed the channel! Why did you do that?!" I yelled, annoyed. "Because you didn't even know that the show was! What's the point of watching some talkshow with that ugly actor in it?! Knowing more about Chimpanzees is better!" He yelled back.

"You should have told me before changing the channel, then! I didn't get to hear what he said after that!" I yelled at him and grabbed the remote from his hand. "Why are you taking the remote?!" He yelled.

"To change the channel, duh?!"

"... very nice to have you here, Troy. I hope we'll get to see each other again soon!"

I slowly turned my head and glared daggers at Lucas. "Are you that mad? Is that your celebrity crush? You've got some weird taste," he said as he averted his eyes. "You got more to say?" I coldly said while still glaring at him.

"It was a pleasure too. Thank you for this oppotunity!"

His adam's apple moved up and down as he swallowed hard. "No, sir. I'm sorry, sir..." He whispered.

I changed the channel back to the documentary about his beloved Chimpanzees and glared at him again.

"You called Troy ugly, didn't you? And what? What do you mean weird taste? Is there something wrong with Troy?" I said and raised my brow.

"No, no! He's very... He's very good-looking!" He said as he smiled widely. I hit his head lightly and said, "Don't go trashtalking about my cousin ever again. Got it?" I glared at him.

He's already got a lot on his plate with his father being so controlling... Plus, I hate listening to people talking shit about others.

"You're cousins? It doesn't seem that way, though. You don't look alike," Lucas said as he touched the part on his head where I hit him earlier. "You look ugly," he grinned.

"Don't you dare haunt me in your ghost form atter I kill you," I frowned.

XANDER'S POINT OF VIEW:

"They... They were caring, innocent, and kind... but a bit sassy," Troy said as he smiled. "So the hottest actor of the year likes the sassy type, huh?" The host teasingly said as he beamed. Troy chuckled as he shook his head. "No, no, that's not it. That's not really my type. I just liked them because they're..."

What's with the pause?

He looked up, his lips curved into a smile together with his eyes turning into a crescent.

"I just liked them because they're them."

My heart suddenlt skipped a beat as if what he said was meant for me.

I laughed at myself for being so pathetic. I took the remote and turned the TV off.

I can't bare to watch another second of that. I... I don't like this. I don't like what I'm feeling right now.

I hate him.

I hate Troy Lee.

I hate him with every fiber in my body.

I laid on the sofa as I covered my face with my palms.

I clenched my teeth, remembering what happened yesterday.

I hate Troy. I do. I really do. But...

I wonder if he's already feeling better today...?

"God dammit."

What am I even thinking? I shouldn't be curioud about him anymore. I've already moved on! And what did I think yesterday? Was I really thinking that I won't be able to call him? Was that really something I should be bothered about?

What the hell is he doing to me?

I should... I should stop thinking about him or else I'll end up getting hurt again.

Yeah, that's right. That's what I should... do.

My phone vibrated. I grabbed it and saw that Daryl was calling me.

What's he up to now? Is he gonna pick a fight again? Argh...

"Sup," I said as soon as I answered the call. "Hey, wanna come over?" He said. "Why should I? Are we even friends?" I said and chuckled.

Really, though. I don't know why he's telling me to come over when we're not exactly friends. We just ended up knowing each other because of Justin. That's it.

"Because I said so?" He said in an annoyed tone. "What's up with the way you talk? I won't come, then," I scoffed. "Hey, just come. I wanna talk to you about something. I'm not at the condo so I'll just text you the address. See ya," he said and ended the call right away.

"Wow... He didn't even wait for my response," I mumbled to myself as I shook my head in disbelief.

Just like what he said, he texted me his address. Even though I was being an asshole earlier, I came anyway.

Yeah, I know I'm an asshole.

"You really live here?" I said as I raised my brows. "Yep," he said as he opened the front door.

The house... The mansion was really big. It's like a hundred times bigger than my parents' house. If he's got a house as big as this, why was he living in a condo unit? His unit can't even be compared to how big this house is.

Well, everybody has their own reasons. Maybe he just wanted to live independently. Who knows?

"You're such a jerk for leaving me all alone!"

I looked at the direction where the voice came from and saw...

"Lucas?" He looked at me and a surprised look was plastered on his face. "Hey, long time no see! What are you doing here?" He said as he walked towards us with a smile. "Beats me," I shrugged.

"I called him over to hang out with me. You're way too annoying, you see," Daryl said as he smiled at Lucas. "You're more annoying," Lucas said as he frowned at Daryl. "Why don't you leave, then?" Daryl said and rolled his eyes. He continued walking so I just followed behind him.

"I don't want to. Hey, don't leave me!" Lucas said as he jogged after us.

Good Lord... Why am I even here?