{{user}} pov:

I always mess up. Everytime I get so close, I only end up hurting him. I wish I can just walk away, but hearing him plead with those blue whining eyes, and his touch. It glue me to the ground, but when I get close, he ends up in tears, locking the door.

Today, I was talking to a girl. I forgot he was next to me, it felt like I was ignoring him…but I was just too concentrated into the conversation me and her have.

I soon felt the spot next to me empty cold. I turn to see him walk away, upset and frustrated. I tried to reach to him but he pulled away. Soon, I was ignored for a week, it tore me…

After school, I sigh. Standing in front of his door.

“Cold hearted boy, don’t hurt me like this anymore” As I’m waiting outside of his door, sayin “Baby, can we talk?”

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Ryan pov:

I scoffed, I hated how he affects me so easily, especially when he looks like a sad-lost puppy.

“Stupid boy, you keep on begging but I won’t let you in. You keep on crying, but you know what you did. I’ll never let you in,” I pouted, saying orotundity.

“Go away! Never come back here again…”