The next day was awful, I had the worst hangover possible, and I was sad.
After the whole Tristan thing last night I decided to get black out drunk and I recently discovered that I called Liam last night, I can't remember what was said but it happened and I don't want to text him and ask him what happened, I sighed and fell back on my small
Mountain of pillows and sighed, I lay there for what felt like hours but it was probably only a few minutes before Bella came bursting into my room.
"Since when are you home?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing.
"Oh hi Bella, how are you? So nice to see you." She mocked.
"Sorry, hi." I laughed.
"I need your help." She said quickly.
"With?"
"I've been with this person for like two years now and I feel like I need to introduce them to Mam and Dad."
"Two years!?" I shrieked. She nodded, she grabbed a pillow and placed it on her lap and began to bite her nails, a habit she picked up from a young age. "Why have you hidden it for two years? Bella are you nuts?"
"Because they're a girl." She admitted and I gasped.
"What?" I asked. "Start from the start, you're gay?" I asked, my eyes widening.
"I love her." She answered simply, I smiled, she answered it so honestly and quickly as if there was no doubts or second thoughts about it, I couldn't wait for the day I could talk that way about someone.
"Is she nice? Good job?" The only reason I asked about the job because if she had a good job, my parents wouldn't care that she's a girl.
"She's a hotel manager, she's 27."
"Bring her to dinner." I told her, her eyes widened.
"Are you mental? Mum and dad will crucify me."
"Just bring her to dinner, and be like yeah this is my girlfriend you have to accept us." I shrugged. "I mean there's not much they can do." I stayed silent for a minute "I mean just throw in that I'm studying photography in college."
"Wow throwing yourself under the bus for me." She laughed.
"What else are younger sisters there for?"
"True." She laughed.
"Now I need help."
"Come at me." She then stretched her legs out flat and placed her hands behind her to balance her, the pillow still on her lap.
"Me and Liam broke up."
"Good, always hated him."
"You said you liked him?"
"Yeah because you were going out with him, hello sister intuition, knew you two wouldn't last."
I shook what she said off. "I'm practically in love with Tristan." She was the first person I ever admitted it too and it was such a relief to get it off my chest, she was my sister and I knew she wouldn't judge me.
"Tell me something I don't know." She rolled her eyes and I threw my hands in the hair. "Oh come on it's so obvious!" I continued with the rest of my story, she didn't say another word as I said my story which I was grateful for. "Right well I always liked Tristan, I mean he's a great guy and all, but he's being a douche."
"How?" I questioned.
"Completely leading you on?" She said as if it was obvious. I thought about her statement for a few minutes, she wasn't wrong but she wasn't one hundred percent right either, I think he's just a confused teenage boy, even though he is 22.
