Getting Over Him

Why?

Pat's P.O.V:

Hands grab me and pull me into an alleyway. They are soft, but calloused hands probably due to having to draw or write a lot. They smell like my favorite fragrance. They smell like cinnamon, like his hands...

The hands that would gently apply ointment on my cuts, the hands that would smack my head for saying something stupid. The hands that would hug me when all of the expectations would get to me. 

His scent that is on my Nong Nao doll that helps me kill the demons in  my nightmares. It took me a long time to convince Pran to wash my doll, but he eventually did after he accidentally dropped it in a pile of mud.

I almost want to take the hands that are wrapped around my mouth and just sniff them up and down.

But it can't be him, Pran would never pull me to the side with his hands on my face.  As I was about to turn and punch the bastard that tried to harm me, until I see his face.

I want to laugh at this cruelty. Why is life playing a sick joke on me? Does life want me to constantly be heartbroken? To never move on from him?

Just when I was starting to distance myself, he appears. His eyebrows are knitted into a frown, but his dimples are still deep as the ocean. I want to poke them like I usually would, but I need to restrain myself.

He has never been the one to ever pull me aside for something. Especially not on school grounds. I wonder why he pulled me aside?

He starts explaining that our groups have bumped into each other so they almost got into fights, all because I wasn't sending him any updates. Well, I really couldn't send him any updates since I was hanging out with Pluto.

I have been able to befriend Pluto, but it seems that the people on campus haven't figured that out. I didn't think that Pluto would have taken the suggestion to just be friends as well as he did. He was upset for a minute, but then he agreed that it would be for the best because he isn't really into gym rats like me!

He's got a wicked sense of humor!

I don't know if Pran would even care about what I've been up to, I'm sure he just wants to discuss strategies on making sure our groups never see each other. So I just decide not to tell him that I've been hanging with my new buddy, Pluto. Hanging out with Pluto is fun, but now I'm thinking that I might need to not hangout with him that often.

I try not to look into Pran's eyes. I know that once I do, he will hold me captive again. There will be no going back and my history will just end up repeating itself. I worry that Pran might think that I'm being rude...

But my heart really can't take another heartbreak. In an attempt to distance myself, I just tell him that I will try keeping him updated. I end up leaving him there.

WOW!

I actually just left Pran! I left him there! Maybe this whole distancing myself from him is working! I have never had this much self control!!

I need to tell Korn about this! He's going to be so proud of me, well until I mention that I just ended up friend zoning the hottest guy from the medical faculty.

I wonder what he's going to do once he finds out.. Korn can be really scary when he wants to be!  I will try not to friend zone the next guy, or girl that Korn sets me up with.
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Pluto's P.O.V:

I was deeply upset that I- the hottest man to have ever graced the face of this planet, was friend zoned by Pat! I can't lose face like this! Not when everyone thinks that we are the hottest couple on campus!

My social reputation will be absolutely damaged! I tell Pat that it's fine to just be friends, because gym rats aren't my thing. I tell him that I want to post selfies with him to show off our friendship, he agrees easily.

Of course he agrees easily, after all who would even think that I'm just doing this to improve my status at school? I won't let them find out that we're not together.

No, I'll have to make it look like I broke up with Pat due to something that he did to me.  I need to gain everyone's undying support and admirations I'll have to think of something so that Pat doesn't realize what I'm planning.

I walk past the Architecture faculty in order to get to Pat's to hang out with him, but I always feel like someone is staring daggers at my back.

Whenever I turn around, all I see are people eating their food... Does someone have it out for me? I guess that just proves that you can't be famous without getting some hate.