Don't Fall In Love!

Chapter 45: I Have No Idea

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The smell of beef stakes, smoke and other grilled meals is lingering in the air, I know I'm home.

We arrived four hours after, an hour advanced from Japan's time. I finally time travelled - well kinda.

Mom was still at her business reading horoscopes and zodiac stuff, she was quite noisy while on plane, I lost count on how many times she nodded and said yes for the whole flight. Though I find it annoying, there was this one thing - out of all the thousand things she quoted - that I found accurate.

"Capricorns: Don't hurt them if you don't want them to pretend like your whole existence was a joke and you never lived."

I, as a Capricorn, takes much more time to speak with people who disappointed me. I overthink, and because of that relaxing is a major problem. I hate pain, so if someone makes me feel that, I would rather stay away from them.

As I knew, Garren is also a Capricorn, I was born on December while he was on January. 2 weeks apart. I sometimes see myself from him but sometimes I doubt if he's either a Capricorn or an Aries or a Leo. I think he has personality disorder. Ssh don't tell him.

Our small, odd looking house is very very messy. We fixed this before we left, it was spotless and neat, but I believe a quiffed haired hurricane came to visit.

There were notes sticked to my closet, variety of colors but a lot of color violet. I knew Nicole was responsible for this, I could tell by her handwriting.

But one note was written by another handwriting.

"Would you like a yum grilled ham tonight? I heard eating fish is quite tiring."

Tonight?

My knees are trembling, and I could hear the faint screaming of my cells begging me to please take a freaking rest. I had been hyped the whole week in Japan, and I wouldn't even repay myself a couple sleep because I'm in college.

Speaking of it,

I wonder what could they be doing the whole week that I'm gone? But anyway, I hope they won't chant ching chang chong once I've passed by them tomorrow.

I ripped out some unimportant notes from my closet and left the awesome ones, I felt like staring at the ceiling for the rest of the day.

My phone rang,

"Hello?" I said as I picked it up.

All I heard was series of gulp from the other line, it took a while when a voice finally spoke. "Hello?"

"Who's this?" I asked.

"Who's this?" He said, after making those weird drinking sounds.

I sighed. "I've got no time for this."

"No no no no, wait, don't end the call." He said. His voice was raspy and sad.

"What do you want?"

"Did I... did I call you first?"

"Yeah? Well if this is a butt dial then it's okay."

"Yeah, I think it is..." We both got quiet. "Sooo, who are you?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that since you've got my number saved in your phone?"

His line was quiet, only murmurs of people that was probably beside him and a loud pop music being played. After then, he gasped as if he's done something terribly wrong.

"What? Who-" He cut off the line. "Wait!" I cried, but yeah, he's not there anymore.

I forgot to mention I happened to delete all my contacts while hurridly searching for Nicoles' contact. I didn't know who he was. So I just scrolled down to my texts and see if his number was there.

To my surprise, we already had a conversation,

And that thread belongs to no other than Mr. Garren Greyman.

I was left speechless, my mouth half open, my mind filled with questions.

Why did his beautiful sexy voice turn ugly? Why did he immediately turn off the call with a gasp? Did he know it was me? Why is he like that?

Why on earth would he do this? Why would he ignore me?

Garren, sweetcheeks, what happened to you? What happened to us?

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I know it's a short one but anyway
SO.... MAYBE NOW YOU'VE GOT CLUES??? SO EXCITED