Eighty four

Byron's Point of View

"I like you, Byron." He uttered.

What the heck is he saying?

I scoffed, "Say what? Have you finally gone mad?"

He looked at the floor, "You don't need to answer me right away. I can wait."

"Wait for what?" I put my hands on my waist.

"Wait for your answer," he replied.

I snigger, "I will give you my answer now. My answer is no and that will never change."

He nodded, "I'll come again." He smiled and left my room.

Argh! Did he lose his sanity? What's wrong with him? I am a man! Can't he see that? We can't be together! And my feelings for him are just for a friend, I can't like him the way he likes me. We can't be together. Aish! Can't we just stay friends? Why is he doing this? After disappearing, he will just appear and say whatever comes to his mind. Damn it!

Knock! Knock!