Alois POV
"Alois!" Yuuri called. He had caught up to me, which mustn't have been hard, considering I was wearing skates. "Who was that?" He asked, putting his hand on my shoulder.
"I don't want to talk about him." I said angrily, jerking my shoulder away. Yuuri slightly taken aback. The others had caught up to us by now. "Alois," Otabek started.
"No! I'm done with this place! He's following me everywhere! Every time I go out, I see him somehow. He knows someone at the foster home I was at, but how could he have known I'd be here?" I wondered out loud.
"You're all over the news." Viktor mentioned.
"Who was he?" Yurio asked.
"He..." I looked at all of them. They looked worried. "He's my ex. He's also a jerk and a douche bag and an as-"
"You can stop there, we get it." Otabek interrupted. I sat on a nearby bench and began to take off my skates. Yurio handed me my bag and I took out my phone and called Christina.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey." I said.
"I'm at the rink. I saw you skate, you were amazing."
"Thanks. But J-" I started.
"HE'S HERE!"
"I was just about to say that."
"Oh sorry. Wait, you knew?"
"Yeah he talked to me."
"Oh, the nerve that guy has."
"I know!"
"He saw me."
"What?"
"He's walking toward me."
"Go! Run away!"
"I'm going to hang up, okay? Text me later."
"Wait-" she had already hung up. She was probably going to talk to him. I sighed, and shoved my phone into my pocket. I had changed into my shoes, and stood up. "Can we go?" I asked. Viktor nodded, and started walked. Everyone else followed, but I stayed behind the group. How could he have known I was here? Why was he following me? Doesn't he know I hate him? He's heard all the things that I've called, so he must know right? God, I wanted to slap him. I came up with a mental image of myself slapping him and smirked. I should do that one day.
TIMESKIP- now they're at home, Viktor and Yuuri went back to their place.
I went to my room, and closed the door. As a final thought, I locked it as well. I didn't want anyone bugging me. My phone buzzed. It was Christina, she had texted me. This is what our conversation looked like:
Christina: He came up to me and asked me where you were!
Alois: he was literally just with me. What an idiot.
Christina: I said I didn't know. He said 'I think you do...'
Alois: freakin creep.
Christina: I sorta wanted to slap him.
Alois: why didn't you?
Christina: I donno.
Alois: Next time I see him, I swear to god I will slap him.
Christina: Alois...
A: what?
C: be nice.
A: why? He's such a freaking jerk.
C: that's true. But violence isn't the answer.
A: let me handle it.
C: fine. Don't do anything stupid.
A: knowing me, I'll probably do something stupid.
C: that's also true.
A: Hey!
C: my dad wants me to go out with him have to go.
A: okay.
I put my phone down and stared at the ceiling. There was a knock on my door. "Alois? The door is locked." It was Yuri.
"Yeah, I know." I said.
"Do you want to eat?" He asked.
"What's for dinner?" I asked.
"We were thinking of going out. You don't have to, we can bring something back for you. It's a fancy restaurant, so you'll have to dress up a bit."
"I'll go." I said. Anything to dress up.
"We're leaving in an hour."
"Okay."
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