IN THE EYES - 3

The confusion

Mahin was staying in a flat with his friend. They were best friends from childhood.

He was in the same college with Mahin but different faculty.

It's hard to see him in the college. He barely spent time with his friends and usually don't hangout with them.

He Sleep all day and play video games late at night. His name is..,

" Tom " Mahin called out loud and pressed the calling bell several times already.

But he is not responding.

Mahin can guess, what he is doing now.

He might be intoxicated by the game, wearing his headsets.

It was a hard day for mahin. He was so pissed out.

His anger was aroused by a slamming of the door.

But unfortunately Tom opened the door at that time. He didn't miss it.

Mahin slammed correctly on Tom's chest.

"Hooo " Tom screamed loudly.

" Are you crazy?? Why did you do this to me? " Tom was in pain.

"Shit. Who told you to open the door now?? " Mahin asked and embraced his chest gently.

" Never mind. Your weak punch can't harm me "Tom said

" Then why did you scream?? " Mahin asked

"Oh my god. My life " Tom suddenly remembered about his game and returned back to it.

Mahin sat near to him on the sofa with a disappointed and stressed face.

Although Tom was playing the game, he cared.

Mahin took out the shirt from his bag.

"Shit, I'm dead " Tom screamed and threw the mobile into sofa.

Mahin was so silent. So Tom suddenly snatched the shirt away.

"Whose shirt is this? " He asked

Mahin was silent.

"Don't tell me....it's your boyfriend's " Tom teased him.

" It's not " Mahin said with a strong and sharp voice.

" Not in a good mood. I won't be noisy again " Tom said and grab his phone from the sofa.

"It was a jerk," Mahin said, Tom was actually waiting for Mahin to respond.

He knows him well.

"If I see him again, I will show him who I am" Mahin was so angry when he said that.

Tom smiled at his childishness

"So, what about this shirt?" Tom asked

"I won't return it. I can't wash it." Mahin said

"Then what are you going to do with this??" Tom asked, mahin was thinking. He smiled suddenly and threw the shirt into waste box.

"We won't meet again" Mahin said himself.

"Hey shorty... Where is my shirt??" He scared when someone said that near to his ears.

" How did you found me? " Mahin was shocked.

" You are very famous right? " Mike smiled and said

Mahin was confused, he didn't get what Mike meant.

"You troubled with famous guy in this faculty. " Mike

"Who is it??" Mahin asked curiously.

"Me!!" Mike was so done there.

"Oh really? Are you that famous?" Mahin asked emotionlessly.

Mike couldn't score a point.

"When will I get my shirt??" Mike asked

" uhh.... Shirt? I will give it soon " Mahin said.

"Make it fast " Mike 

"You don't need to come and ask it to me. I will return once it washed. I'm very busy nowadays " Mahin

"Don't worry. I'm always free. I will come everyday until it returned " Mike said

Mahin felt like caught.

"Do I really need to wash it??" Mahin thought.

Mike really means it. Whenever Mahin goes he ended up meeting Mike.

And he was babbling " where is my shirt? " all the time they met.

It was so annoying to Mahin.

"Ahhh " Mahin screamed and sat on the empty bench in the way to the playground.

Suddenly a basketball came running towards him, but he couldn't see it. Someone caught it already before it hitting on his head.

It was Mike. He threw a sharp stare to the players and threw the ball back hardly.

Mahin was scared suddenly, but when he saw Mike he thought, it's more relaxing to get a hit by the ball.

Mike looked at Mahin and smiled suddenly.

"Did you wash my shirt??" He asked

"Well... I..."

"Are you playing with me? Do you need my attention that much??" Mike asked by grabing his hair.

"It's hurt" Mahin said

"There is only one person in the world who has the right to hurt you. And it's me " Mike said.

Mahin didn't get anything.

"What on the earth you are talking about?" Mahin asked.

"I don't like your curly hair. But I more hate your nerdy glasses. I really hate your innocence and childishness. I hardly hate your cuteness." Mike said.

"Huh??" Mahin looked at him confusingly.

" I think I hate you " Mike said with a deep smile that he can't hide from Mahin.

" I have a match.Cheer for me " Mike said and walked to the ground.

"What the hell??" Mahin thought, scratching his head.

Will continue