HARSH

It's the third day since I talked to Chase. He never came to school. So today when I entered the Chemistry class, I had not expected him to be present.

I went and sat down beside him silently.

"Yo...you went away" I said with a hint of anger in my voice.

No answer. I looked up at him, straight into his eyes.

"It's my business I'm minding, so, I expect others to mind their own's"

"Really?!" I said.

"Yeah"

"After all that...this is how you talk to me!?"

"After all what!?"

"After me..." It was my turn to go silent.

"Tell me after what!?"

I ran out of the class as others watched me, crying.

I went and sat into my car. Sobbing. How could I bear it? The person I confessed to, and the person who accepted his feeling for me, how could he be so harsh?

I looked up when I heard footsteps. It was him.

"Why are you here?" I asked still crying.

"Well...." he put his hand in his hair.

"Well?" I asked angrily.

"I'm here to make you stop crying over a silly thing"

"A silly thing!?"

"Yeah"

"It's not a silly thing. I confessed to you just a few days ago. I hadn't expected you to like me. But at least you could be nice to me"

"I told you, I told you to stay away from me. For your good"

"But I can't! OKAY!? I. CANT. STAY. AWAY. FROM. YOU! Something about you, makes me sad when I haven't seen you. Something about you makes my heart flutter every time I see you. And my heart's always racing when I talk to you!"

"I can hear that" he says chuckling.

HOW CAN HE BE SO COOL, WHEN I'M CRYING FOR HIM!

"You disappeared even without telling me"

"Since when do I have to tell you anything?" he said smirking.

"Jerk!"

"Oh...now I'm a jerk?"

"Yeah, a big, dump ass, jerk!"

"Ohkay, as you wish. Coffee?"

"What?"

"I asked if you want to go for a coffee?" he asked again.

"Okay" I said extra slowly.

"Move to the passenger sear" he ordered.

"I can drive"

"Move"

And just one word made me move. He got into the driver seat and drove towards the town.

"One more thing...how did my car reach home yesterday?"

"Damn, how many fucking questions do you have!?" he asked looking at me.

I looked out of the window angrily.

"So...are we friends now?" I asked slowly.

"No."

"Yo...how....wh.." I couldn't figure out what to say anymore.

We stopped at the cafe and Chase got out and brought the coffee for me in the car.

"Aren't you drinking?" I asked as I saw him watching me drink.

"Nope, not in the mood"

"Then why did you bring me here in the first place?"

"Just because I wanted you to stop crying. seeing women cry makes me feel bad"

"Chase...why do you always push me away? Tell me"

"I don't have to"

"Why can't we be even friends? I don't expect you to become my boyfriend...but why not friends?"

"Because, you're not safe with me!"

"How come?"

"I said I don't have to answer you! Why can't you just drink you coffee and shut up?"

"Okay, so you bring me here to stop me crying, and now you want to make me sad again!?"

He put his head in his hands and went quiet.