NOTE: THIS CHAPTER MIGHT SOUND STUPID, BUT BARE WITH ME, IT'S THE MAIN LEAD'S FAULT NOT MINE, HE GOT A MIND OF HIS OWN, HAHAHA

JAMIE

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"So....now that's we are friends, do you like her that much, huh?"

It was after class, the fifth period, but still my "Friend". Nah, friend doesn't still sounds right in my mouth, maybe it's because of my lonely lifestyle, and blah blah blah....

The point that am trying to make it that even though we have already have five good f*ck*ng period, still dear mr. miles that surprisedly happens to be my sit partner wouldn't stop bugging me about you know who.

Am scared to think about her, cause I might turn into tomato again, nor do I want to talk about my hopeless crush life to him, cause it would probably sound pathetic so in the end, I decided to play dumb

"Am sorry, who now?"

I whispered out without raising my face off from my book, but still he didn't want to just let this matter slide away...Oh God....

"You know who, or do you want me to say her name out loud and let the whole class know, huh?"

"Wasn't that some kind of freaking threat?"

I questioned myself before finally shifting my face to him, I wish I didn't though, cause all he had written on his face was a smug sly smile, but...but I din't wanted to play this foolish game with him, so I answered a question with a question

"Why do you keep asking me that?"

My voice came out a little frustrated, I couldn't help it, because I was, but still, Mr. best friend of mine still loved to keep teasing the *ss out of me

"Well, that's maybe because your cheeks keeps getting all rosy"

He moves closer to me and tries to touch my cheek, but I didn't let him. Damnit, this has never happened to me before!

I moved away from him, and looked away at nothing in particular, cause hell yeah I was reallly embarrassed with my feelings selling me off like that. I really do hate it, but I guess I was glad hat he was the only one that noticed it and not the entire class, or else am sure that my name would have become mr tomato guy or something....Ugh!, my f*ck*ng life!

I mumbled frustratedly to myself, before moving my gaze back to him

"Tell me how do you stop it!"

It sounded more of a command than a plea, but I really didn't care, I just wanted to find a solution, but he didn't get that part right

"You can't stop love, cause it's a crazy feeling"

He looked at me innocently, but still that wasn't what I was trying to say

"No, I mean I don't want to be the nerdy guy that keeps on looking like a tomato on the first day of school. I said as honest as I could, and immediately he heard me, he busted out laughing as long as ever before, and honestly I should have being p*ss*d off by that, but this time it was different...It really was....

He was the first person to ever understand my humor, finds me funny, and I couldn't help but to stare at him as if he was some kind of alien, but he didn't mind it

"C'mon just take a deep breath and you would be fine again"

He said holding unto my hands tightly, but at the same time delicately as if I was the most fragile guy he ever meant, and it made me feel really warm and loved, that I didn't wanted it to end, I wanted to keep staying his friend despite all the teasing and pissing me off he always makes me feel, cause he was right in the end, he was not only my friend, but he was also my shield too

"He was my shield?, huh?"

Dear fellow readers, let me tell you that this shield that was suppose to protect me from myself left me, and it was only on the fifth period that I was a normal guy that was blushing for the bubble gum angel of mine, cause after that, I completely lost it and completely became the psychopath that parents always warn their children to stay away from and trust me when I said that I couldn't help it, I couldn't help being love addicted, I couldn't help feeling this way. Damnit, why is it that all I keep thinking about is her, even though school is over, why!!!

Why on f*ck*ng earth can't I get her out off my head and why on earth am I holding unto a sunflower, was I really going to do this? seriously?...SERIOUSLY!!!

The answer was a big fat yes, cause I really didn't care anymore. Eagerly, I diverted my eyes down to the sunflower and become stupid again

"She likes me....she likes me not..."

Yes I did it!, the pathetic Mr. nerdy nobody was really doing that childish thing, but I really didn't care, cause it would really make me happy if the last petal lands on she likes me....

I know I know am addicted and can't stop smiling sheepishly for a girl who only said a sentence to me, but it's not my fault, it's hers....She's the one to blame for this state, especially after she kept on giving me glances at the cafeteria. Damnit, I wished I wasn't a coward and smiled back. Am such an idiot, I kept on looking like a fool, what would she think of me now?

Ugh, why's life so complicated!

I whispered frustratedly to myself, but still I tried to calm down, and get all this thoughts out of my head, but it only became more shitty than ever when the last petal decided to play villain and stops at "She likes me not!"

F*ck no, am never going to accept this!

I threw the d*mn useless flower stick or root, or whatever they call it away and hurried back home to ask a professional, and when I mean professional, I meant google, I didn't even care what my dad asked me about first day of school blah blah blah....

I know I know, am a psychopath that has a really boring love story, but hey I was trying to make it work over here, and am never going to lose to love this time around. Never!

I clued my face at my laptop screen, waiting patiently as if my entire life depended on the result, well part of it does.....

"Passing secret glances at you might means fondness..."

Those words written boldly on the screen, I killed the word "Might" in the sentence, and walked up to my mirror, cause if this way really real, then that means that the hottest girl in the entire freaking school actually likes me back, and there was literally no way that I was going to let this chance slide

I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and smiled as wide as ever before and to be honest I spent the rest of the day admiring myself like some kind of narcissist in the mirror, but who was I to care cause tomorrow operation make bubblegum angel mine would start

"What do guys want from guys?...."

Treat them nice, and you would have their heart, but first become their friend.

I write that on my journal before tossing it aside, and folding my blushing mess up in a ball with my blanket, but I really didn't care, cause I who was nothing like a normal guy vows to win the heart of my angel....I swear, and nothing would stop me

Nothing would stop me, huh?....

I must have being completely drunk and sick on the head when I said that, cause the actual target keeps on ignoring me every time I try to talk to her as if am some kind of plague, and to say it's really frustrating is an understatement, cause it's more worst than having math first thing in the morning, a bad day, it's like a packet of shits wrapped in more packet of shits....

"Tell me oh great god, what shall I do now?"

I looked at Miles with puppy dog eyes, and pouted my lips like a baby, I even called him a god, cause I really can be humble as hell right now cause I was literally at the verge of losing my mind, cause why on earth would she ignore me

"Why Miles why?"

I shook his shoulder without caring what he would think of me, and thank goddess he wasn't offended in the slightest or else he might stop talking to me, and I would be all alone in this love crisis that am having....(Oh God, it feels like am having an panic attack)...I simply wouldn't be able to survive

But thank goddess all he kept on looking at me was with a look that told me that I was a drama queen, or should I say king, but like I said I really didn't care of anything else

"Miles please save me!"

I pleaded to him again and held his shoulders tighter, it was only then did he stop observing my dramatic performance and sighed out

"First things first, don't break this.."

He whispered out as he took my hands off his shoulders and stretched a little, before shifting his gaze back to me

"And second, maybe your bubblegum angel or whatever you call her doesn't just like you"

He gives me the banger heartlessly and it made my eyes grow instantly wide

"Huh?...No...NEVER!"

I yelled out as fast as I could, and shook my head like some kind of crazy person. Honestly, the only reason I could be this dramatic of a person is because it was only the two of us left in the class, cause the rest were in the gym, but we ditched that sh*t, but....but...but that really wasn't the point now

"It...can't, you can't be right, she can't unlike me!"

Even though that was the unproper grammar to use, still I really didn't care, cause who the f*ck was English compared to my sorrow

"Miles, am going to die, no am dying already"

I placed my hand on my chest and closed my eyes, only to feel his right palm on my cheek. He slapped me gently and brought me back to earth

"Don't die until after am done speaking"

He replied coldly with an uninterested look on his face (He was really sick of me), before sighing out

"Okay the thing is either she doesn't likes you back, or she....D*mn..."

He stops himself, his pause only made me more curious than ever

"What...what...Tell me!"

I shook his shoulders again, cause his silent was eating me alive, but he didn't seem to care about that this time, rather all he does is look closer into my eyes

"It's either she dislikes you, or she is just shy cause she likes you back, so you have to...

"To be the one to make the first move, and tell her first"

I completed his sentence for him and finally smiled sheepishly again, and my sheepish childish smile was contagious that it made him grin

"Exactly!"

He moved closer to me and touched my chest

"And to do so, you would have to give her something that she's into"

Miles, my genius friend told me, and rested his right hand on my shoulder. To be honest, he deserved to sit on my head even if that was possible, cause he was really a god, a god that was so good at coming up with ideas

"I really like you Miles Hart"

I write that down in my journal and smiled sheepishly to myself, but I quickly killed that smile, cause now it was really time to get serious and plan operation get a girlfriend!