Getting Over Him

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Pat's P.O.V:

I left Korn's place a bit full of anxiety and knots forming in my stomach. I think that I might have done too much to my hair just for this one date. My hair is slicked back thanks to all the gel that Korn put on my hair. 

I laugh to myself while remembering how Korn was insisting that I must look like I put a lot of effort into my look. He said that many celebrities wear a shit ton of gel in their hair, it made me feel bad for their hair. He picked a tight red collared shirt for me with some black dress pants to show off my muscles, and my thick thighs. 

"As they say, the tighter the better!" He exclaimed while he gave my butt a slap. 

I don't know what I did in order to have such a crazy friend!

 I start anxiously fidgeting with my fingers, and stop when I think that others are watching me. I need to try to play it cool. 

Be cool... 

How do I even be cool?  

I try putting my hands in my pockets so that I won't look that nervous. I hope that it is paying off... 

My hands are already sweating from all of the nervousness that I am feeling right now. Last time I even tried to have a romantic relationship with Pluto, and it did not work out. I know that I was the problem, but I will try not to do do that anymore. I know that Pran is probably already dating someone else. He for some strange reason is a bit nicer to me, and I think that his partner is the reason for why he is being one percent nicer to me.  

He is still the same sarcastic, no bullshitting nerd that I fell in love with. The only thing that he does differently is that he greets me in the mornings, and texts me good night every night. It is a weird, but slightly pleasant change. I think that as much as it hurts me to say this, but his partner is truly special for being able to change him even the tiniest bit. I will not ask him if he is dating someone. I don't want to know who is taking him home, holding his calloused hands that have cuts from all the architecture projects that he does. 

I don't want to know who is holding my precious sunlight. 

That's wrong... he does not belong with me. 

I give a slight bitter laugh as our relationship is undefined. Pran would probably say that we're just mere acquaintances. I take in a deep breath and exhale slowly. I feel like banging my head against the wall for still thinking about him when I am going to be on a date with someone else! 

I promised myself that I wouldn't do this! 

Why can't I stop thinking about him?! 

Why can't I stop obsessing over him?! 

I need to put a stop to these feelings before he ever finds out! 

"Hey~ are you Pat?" 

I turn my head around to see a dark guy that is around my height with a mullet, and he has some cute freckles speckled across his face. 

I smile and answer, "hi."