- KILLIAN - It's getting late. All the work I have to do later tonight will be a pain in the ass once I finish up here, drop Kate off and get back home but I can't complain. It's part of the duties of a loyal fiancé. I took a bite from the steak on our table. Right now, we're in a grill house. I still find it odd that she drinks but I can't possibly stop her since she's past the age for drinking. Unless it gets unbearable. I almost puked when the taste sunk in my teeth. It's raw. I leaned over to grap some serviettes and spat the piece of meat in there and folded the serviette. Kate can't cook. She didn't even grill this properly. This will definitely be a reminder never to let her in my kitchen once we start living together. I made a face. I can still taste the raw spices and steak in my mouth. I glanced at the table. It's a good thing there's beer. Putting all the pieces of steak back on the grill, I fed myself a lot of beer just to get the taste out of my mouth. I hate beer

- KILLIAN -I stepped into the bar with a firm expression on my face. My jaw tightened just by sighting this place, I hate it already. I ran my eyes around, trying to find her. She's not in sight. It is kind of frustrating to think she's with another man, probably doing unholy things. But come on, who am I kidding? What do I know about that? I sighed and dug my hand into my pocket to bring my phone out and clicked on Tinder. It's the only means of communication I have with her. After tonight, I don't give a fuck how I feel, I will take her number. Just to have it and be a call away. Maybe I'll give her mine. The thought choked me. I'd rather not but when she pulls a stunt like this, I think it's only reasonable. I took a deep breath in and texted her. 'I'm here.' I sent the message. And I'm angry. My fists clenched as I gazed around the bar, still trying to locate Hazel. A normal bar is meant to be for drinking yet this one looks like it's meant for hooking up. God knows I want

- HAZEL -I sigh and roll to the other side. My eyes are still shut and I'm desperately trying to sleep. I'm so tired yet despite my efforts, I can't. I don't know if he just gave me a phobia for tiny spaces or if my actions still freak me out but I know my thoughts keep me from having a good night rest. I rolled back till my back rested on the bed and my body was flat. I'm staring at the ceiling. My eyelids slid open and I sighed again. This will surely be a long night. If I can't sleep, I most definitely can do something to keep me company. My eyes ran around the plain grey walls in this room. I scoffed. This man sure loves grey. Or was it me who came up with using the colour grey? I can't remember and it's a good thing. This proves I'm moving on. Moving on would be a lot more easier if I am not in his house. Alone with him, again. I clenched my fists on the duvet over my body and raised it up to look at my legs. I'm wet as fuck too. Of course I won't do anything, in fact, h

- KILLIAN - My watched beeped. My alarm has rang for the fifth time since I snoozed it. It's afternoon yet Hazel is still fast asleep. I promised to bring her to her dorm by eight but I guess that's not happening. I leaned over my chair to stare at the body sleeping peacefully on my bed. I don't know what to think. A student in a professor's bed sure would be the talk of the decade if it got out. I sighed and leaned back, staring at the file I'm working on my desk. Is that what she is to me though? A student? I turned back to face her. I'm starting to fear and wonder if she means more. More than Kate. A grin formed on my face as I laughed. I don't know what to name what I have with Kate. I love her though. Very much. My eyes peered at the bump in the duvet of my bed where she lays. Hazel was in that room last night, I need to change the locks or at least block every bit of passage in there. My jaw tightened. I fear what would've happened if she actually saw something. I fear

- KATE -"This isn't part of what we agreed on, you shouldn't let her in. You shouldn't let anyone in. And in your room? What is wrong with you Killian?!" I ask, walking toward him from the door entrance. It is night. Once I was sure Hazel was fast asleep and no one would need me for anything throughout the night, I headed over to Killian's. Killian is playing with his zippo and as much as I hate to realise it, I feel like he's not even listening to me. Like he doesn't care about what I'm saying. "It doesn't mean anything, Kate." "Doesn't mean anything?" I stood in front of him and pushed his body to his side by his shoulder just so he stares at me. "Can you say that about everyone else involved? You know how dangerous it is for anyone to be around you." I argued. He knows that very well. I do too. Which is why I care about Hazel. He can bring any friend, be it man or woman but not her. Never her. She's my best friend and I'll hate it if something happens to her because of me. Beca