Getting Over Him

The date

Pat's P.O.V during his date:

I'm waiting for Pluto (name of the hot student from the medicine faculty) at the blue grey café that is far from college. I look down at my brown leather jacket with a basic ass white shirt, along with a pair of plain ass black jeans, and black shoes. I don't know how a guy is supposed to dress when going on a date, so I asked on an online forum and the responses were always something along the lines of 'wear something casual'. That was way too abstract for me, so I asked Pa to pick out my outfit.

She was a little too excited to pick out my outfit when she found out that I'm going on a date with the Pluto of the medicine faculty. She was relieved that I'm trying to get over Pran, probably because she is tired of hearing about all of the heart breaks that he gives me.

My stomach is currently in knots. Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here again? How do I breathe? Am I even breathing?

My brain is not functioning until someone calls my name so I turn to look up at the brightest smile I have ever seen in my life! Holy shit! Is he Pluto?!

He is tall, but still a foot shorter than me. He has big dark brown eyes, long black arched eyebrows, and a head full of dark curls. He's hot.

He is wearing a black and white flannel with a plain but expensive looking black shirt underneath.

"Hi P' Pat! I'm Pluto, your date for this evening." He smiles while he runs up to hug me. I am too surprised by his action, considering we just met. I think he must be a very affectionate guy.

"Have a seat." I pull a seat from the table while he sits down on it and scoots himself closer to the table.

My palms are sweating like crazy. I rub my palms down on my pants but I put on a smile to show that I'm not nervous when I really am. Pluto has an endearing smile that only celebrities would have.

I look down at the menu and ask, "what are you thinking of ordering?"

Pluto looks up at me, "I want to order this strawberry shortcake with a lemonade. I just love strawberries! What about you P'?"

Pran does not like strawberry flavored food. He would probably opt for something that is not too sweet, but also not too bitter. I wonder if he's even eaten yet, he is always too busy doing his homework that he doesn't notice that his stomach desperately needs to be fed! I see a hand being waved in front of my face and I snap out of it.

"I'm sorry Pluto, I sometimes zone out!" I apologize with a laugh. I mentally slap myself for thinking about Pran when I absolutely should not be.

FOCUS PAT!

"I think I would want to order some noodles with wontons." Pluto just keeps smiling at me, so I keep smiling back at him.

"What are your hobbies P'?"

"Hey Pluto, it's alright if you drop the honorifics. I don't mind if you just call me Pat." I reply with a sincere smile. "Hmm.. My hobbies would probably be playing rugby, running, boxing, the gym. I am what people call a gym rat!"

Pluto's eyes widen, "that's cool! I wish I could be as dedicated to the gym! Would you mind being my personal trainer?" He grabs my still very sweaty hands. What should I reply? Would it be awkward to be his trainer when we might not become an official couple? Would it be rude to treat him as a friend even if it doesn't work out between us?

I think we can still be friends, "sure Pluto! I will be able to help you at the gym, oh look our food has arrived." I release my hands from his to start eating my food. Pluto also starts eating, and we talk some more about our personal lives. How he aspires to become a doctor, because he wants to help people, and I tell him that I want to take over my dad's business.

Then we have some more small talk, we say some jokes, and we take a selfie together to commemorate our date.

"I have to leave now, because I have a test tomorrow. But I really enjoyed this date Pat! See you tomorrow!" He blows a kiss at me. All I can do is smile until he leaves.

I sigh.

I hate that I'm like this. I just kept thinking about the differences between him and Pran. Pran would never be so giddy around me, so polite towards me, nor affectionate.

I will just do as Korn advised.

I will just not make as much contact with Pran, which shouldn't be too hard as we are in different faculties. I doubt Pran will even notice that I'm distancing myself from him.

I sigh again.

It hurts to be aware that he will never in a million years reciprocate my feelings.

I will be able to get over him... right?