Mr. Ugly, I Like You!!!

14. Perth

"Hey... HEY Perth!" Ohm ran after me till I reached the other end of the park away from everyone. It was getting dark and the park lights were on. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Ohm asked annoyed. He pulled my arm and made me turn to look at him.

"What do you mean?" I turned away agitated.

He folded his arms and looked at me frowning. "How much more pathetic are you going to be?"

"..." I looked at him blankly.

"Can you stop being an idiot and accept your feelings already?" Ohm asked me now walking closer.

I turned away. "Don't be ridiculous. What feelings? I am tired... I want to go home. Are we kids? What is this picnic and stuff?" I kept mumbling while walking towards the exit.

Ohm pulled me again this time a bit aggressively. "Stop it you jerk." He snapped.

"Ohm!"

"Shut up!" He said and rubbed his temple to calm down.

We stood there for a moment quietly before Ohm spoke up again. "You like him. Don't you?" Ohm asked.

"You have asked this same question for the ten thousandth time and I am saying no. I don't feel anything for Chimon. I don't like him." I snapped.

Ohm smirked. "I never said Chimon."

I gaped unable to form words.

Ohm held my shoulder. "Dude, you are so obvious, anyone can spot it even from Mars."

"..." I yanked away his hand and kneeled on the ground holding my head in my palms.

Ohm patiently stood there.

"He is ugly."

"I know."

"He doesn't have a dressing sense."

"Umm hummm."

"He has this oily sleeked back hair and those freckles behind his huge hideous glasses."

"I can see that."

"He is rude most of the time."

"Have observed."

"He is so selfless that he turns stupid."

"..."

"He goes out of his way to follow rules even if it backfires and results in people hating him."

"..."

"He is so honest, he never lies."

"..."

"He goes on hunger strike for people."

"..."

"He dances like a clown for children even when he is starving."

"..."

"He does all the work for everyone even when he knows he won't get anything in return. Not even a thank you."

"..."

"Then why can't I stop thinking about him?" I felt tears forming in my eyes. "Why do I feel hurt when I see him hurt? Why do I have this urge to protect him all the time? Why I felt like my whole body was on fire when Pluem was so close to him back there? Why?"

Ohm kneeled down and patted my shoulder when I allowed myself to calm a bit.

"I am down bad huh?" I looked up and smiled.

Ohm looked at me blankly for a second before snickering. "Idiot!" He hugged me tight while I hugged him back.

How much can you run away from the question when everywhere you go, you get the same answer?

So maybe it's time to accept the fact without running away. There is no escape now anyway.

So I will have to accept the fact that I like Mr. Ugly.

For no fucking reason at all.

But I really-really do.