My Temporary Boyfriend

Let's date

 "What are you talking about?" the confusion was obvious on his eyes.

"I'm serious. Let's date." I was determined.

"...for like a month... or less...or more...i don't know yet." I bit my lips.

"Are you out of your mind?" he said trying to hold a laugh.

"Yes!" my eyes fluttered.

"What, are you suddenly in love with me now?" he finally let out a laugh.

"No."

He looked at me with confusion.

"Okay, oh my god, why don't you get it?"

"Cause you're absolutely sounding insane and you are so random," he was right.

"Ugh. Hear me out. SO, we're not REALLY gonna date," he tried to cut me off to ask a question but I didn't let him. "We're gonna fake date. Yeah, fake date. We're gonna put up an act that we're dating so the rumors about us would stop. Then, when we finally convinced them, that's when we break up. HUH?" my eyes fluttered even more.

"Yeah, you're completely insane."

"Come on Levin, please? Plus it's not like you're not used to any of these relationship things. You honestly get all the girls. It won't be anything different, except for there's no feelings attached."

"Yeah, but everyone I literally dated, were true and genuine," he's lying.

"Oh shut up, when have you ever settle on the same girl for like a month?"

"Whatever," he rolled his eyes.

"So, are you in?" I was crossing my fingers, despite knowing that I may have sounded really desperate for a boyfriend.

"Let's say I agree on this, what am I gonna get out of it?"

"The fact that I'm gonna be your girlfriend?" Yes, Olivia that will definitely convince him. *sarcasm*

He started laughing. I knew it.

"Me tutoring you, on anything," I offered but he still looked unamused. "Plus, I'll help you do all of your homework, projects, etc, BUT I won't do all the work of course. I will just make your life easier." He was still hesitating.

"Fine, but you also get to do somethings I tell you to do," he looked at me up and down.

I covered my body with my mere hands. "You are a jerk"

"What? hey, don't flatter yourself, you're cute but you're not my type. What I'm saying is, you need to change up your style. You need a makeover. Both physical and personality wise. You know why people only see you when they need something? it's because you let them. You make yourself invisible, literally. You hide from a crowd, you avoid any eye contacts, you---" I then gave him a look of about to kill him.

"Look, what I'm saying is people will never believe we're dating if I date... you. No offense." I gave him a more deadly look.

"The thing is you are clearly not my type, like have you seen me date anyone like you? Again, no offense, you're a great person, but again, you're not my type. Simple." Tell me someone who's greater of a jerk than he is. I'll wait.

"Ouch? Don't flatter yourself as well, you are far away from my type," I said.

"Oh please," he scoffed.

"So, you're gonna change everything about me...?" I said with concern.

"NO. Not at all. We're just gonna bring out, y'know, the things in you. Like confidence, guts, and whatever your hiding under those baggy clothes," he explained.

"Can't you just deal with me? Like you can just say you fell for me for who I am. That I'm different from everybody else? That you're not looking for physical appearance, but personality?"

He raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah even I won't believe that," I said feeling hopeless. What was I thinking, it's Levin, when does physical appearance never mattered to him?!

"Fine. Deal," I gave up.

"It's still early, let's get started on step one," he smirked.

"Step one?"