HOW TO WIN A PERSON OVER 101

LUCAS

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"Today, am going to help you with math 304, since your G.P is trash"

I told him with a wide cheesy smile on my face, cause I felt happy that I successfully found a way to drag him to this empty lecture room today, so that I would be his tutor, and we could study at last, but still this blue eyes didn't wanted to cooperate with me

"Really? My G.P sucks?.."

He raised one of his eyebrows up, and looked at me with a fake surprise look on his face, but I knew he was mocking me in someway, and really didn't care if he carries over any course, damnit!

"I had said it when you dragged...when you kidnapped me and brought me here, but I guess I would say it again..."

He quit acting surprise and folded his arms, he was frustrated again for the hundredth and one time today

"I. DON'T. NEED. YOUR. FUCKING. HELP!"

He said angrily to me, right in my face, and got up to leave, to ditch me, but I don't want it to happen, so I immediately held unto his arm as fast as I could to stop him

"You are not helping me here Elias"

I told him with a sad hurt look on my face, but he cared less, and yanked his hand away from me

"Did I ever told you I was going to help you become friends with me, huh?"

He looked at me with one of his eyebrow arched up, and said it in a way to show that I was dumb to him, and it kinda hurt me really bad, so I don't speak, and watched him leave, but he surprisingly stops himself when he got to the door, and turned around to me

"Am just going to get a drink, cause you just had to kidnap me here with my dried throat"

I was shocked he stopped, but...but I said nothing, I did nothing, but watch him say those words all at once with an unsure look on his face that told me he wasn't sure if there was a need to say that to me, but...but I was happy, God, I was so happy he did, and showed this human somewhat considerate side of him, that he always hides, so I smiled widely when I couldn't hold it in any longer, and nodded my head happily, but immediately he saw me smile, he rolled his eyes at me angrily and walked out.

I know it's stupid, but even though he shot daggers at me before walking away, I still had this sheepish grin on my face for no reason, because he actually kinda looked cute when he was embarrased and angry at the same time

A thought popped in my head, and for a second I lose guard and blurted out a big "Yes he did", before immediately slapping my cheeks hard to snap myself out of this, cause if I literally felt something more I would die. God, all I want is to be his friend and save him from himself right?, RIGHT???

I asked myself, but I didn't know the answer, so in the end, I decided to just forget about everything for a while, and my phone would serve as the perfect distraction for me, but in the cheesy end, I ended up searching on the web: How to win a person over

To be honest, I don't really know why I did that, but after racking my head for a while, I concluded that I was trying to win him over because I wanted to be his friend, that was the only reason!, it wasn't a question, but a statement I forced myself to believe and accept, but it somehow made me angry with myself, with my damn wavering stupid heart, so I ended the search, and dropped my phone on the desk, but the wobbly desk made it slip off, and fall to the hard cold ground, made the screen crack, Damnit!

I swore and sighed out to myself, feeling like a confused, angry, frustrated loser, well I was

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ELIAS

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"Am just gonna get a drink"

I told him, and watch as he beamed, but....but I feel.....sick, so I immediately slammed the door shut and left, cause I really don't want to be near him. Fuck yes, the drink story I told him was a lie, cause I wanted to just flee, and he was the cause of me lying to his face, cause why doesn't he want to understand that I don't want to be near him, God, I don't want to feel any fucking thing, and I don't want to be happy either

Do I literally have to write on my forehead that I feel at peace being this way, do I literally have to write I don't need any fucking friend, is that when he would finally believe me and leave me alone?

I rubbed my sweaty forehead with my palm and frowned my lips frustratedly, as I thought back to the look he had on his face when I placed my palm on his mouth the fucking day he brought this damn deal up, and it makes my heart feel strange, so fucking strange

Damnit!, why did he had to look at me that way, why???, doesn't he remembers am a living person with thoughts, and feelings as much as I hate to have it, ugh!

I fought with my confused angry self as I placed my right hand on my chest....It's beating, no it's racing so fast and I can't stop it no matter how hard I try, and it makes me so angry, cause I hated it, I hated not being in control, and I hated feeling this fucking so damn much, but in the end, it got worst when I heard a loud sound come from the inside of the theater that made my useless heart twist again, and made my scream out "Was he alright?" to me

Yes, I know I am the biggest fool for running back, and the biggest idiot for actually caring if that clumsy red hair had broke his spine, but...but sometimes?, sometimes you don't do what you are trying to prevent, and that was this case here

"Are you alright?"

I shouted as soon as I rushed back into the lecture theater, and banged the door shut, but immediately I saw the okay look on his face, I realized I shouldn't have ran back to him, and it made me feel so shitty, and angry with myself cause...

"Am fine"

He voiced out and placed his left hand at the back of his head with a mixture of nervousness and surprise written on his face, before picking something up from the floor. It was his phone, and the screen was a mess, murdered even

"I dropped it by accident"

He said again, he explained himself, and smiled a shitty sheepish grin, even though nothing was literally funny here, and it made me so angry, so I rolled my eyes at him, cause I regretted for the hundredth time ever running back

Why did my damn ass even did that shit

I thought to my frustrated self, but I knew I wasn't good at figuring things out, I suck even, so I spared the stress, and turned around to leave that clumsy green eyes idiot again, and this time without ever stopping, or running back, but immediately I held the door handle and push it, it becomes disobedient and refuses to open (How "Wonderful")

"What the fu..."

I mumbled out to myself and tried again, and again, until I finally realized I might have jammed it with force when I ran back into this shitty place, so...so does that fucking means am stuck with him?? Oh fuck!

"Why does this cramp happening to me"

I swore out and screamed inwardly to myself, before finally turning around defeated, and slowly tracing my eyes back to that little dunderhead that already had a guilty look on his red face

"I...uh.."

He tries to speak, but he ended up stammering halfway and it irritate me, cause why was he always short of words whenever he was with him

I thought angrily to myself, but he finally spoke out before I could lash out at him

"Am sorry for not being careful, and...and getting us stuck"

He said the last words silently, but it was loud enough of me to hear, and it made me frown my lips, but immediately my eyes met his, he looks away, and places his right hand at the back of his head with something that look like fear radiating on his face, and it made me realize he might probably be afraid of me, and was expecting me to yell out at him, but I don't do that, cause what good will it be to waste my breath and yell out at a guy who would never obey me, it's completely useless and dumb, so all I do in the end is hold my anger back in, let out a frustrated sigh, and took a seat that was far away from him, but this dunderhead didn't get the clue to let me be, and hops with his little legs over to my side, and sat down next to me

"Why?, why again can't he leave me alone?"

The question raced on my head as I turned to my side, which was his face, and parted my lips coldly

"Getting us trapped is a big offense already, so leave me alone before I literally punch you"

I told him with a frown on my face, and in the most harshest coldest way I could, but all Mr. green eyes had on his face was a little smile, that got my mind thinking...

Damnit, wasn't he affected by my words anymore?

I question my confused head, but his words immediately brought me out of the question that I knew I would never figure out

"I can't leave you alone"

He tells me, he literally says it to my face, and smile wider

I can't leave you, not when am trying to be your friend"

He beams at me, and smile much wider, but I wasn't smiling, I wasn't smiling at all, but rather thinking hard about him, cause even if he actually was trying to be my friend, still wasn't tolerating my unstable attitude too much to handle?

I thought to myself as I looked deeper into his bright lively green eyes confused, fed up, tired, frustrated even, but...but a lit... a little...bit...hap...happy, cause he was the first to actually stand me