Melvin's Pov:
I lay down on my bed as I continue to throw paper airplanes across the room. It was nice that my roommate wasn't here so, that way he wouldn't complain about the mess I made. I sighed as I was completely bored and tired. And confused? Why do I feel confused? Did I forget to do something? Did I have a task to do? A person to talk to? It was one of those moments where you would feel as if you didn't do something you were supposed to do. Or you need to remember something that you already did but, it just confuses you on why you need to remember it. Maybe, it was this morning's interaction with George? He was acting quite unusual as if he tried to hide something from me. Either way, I don't wanna push him or force him into telling me. I presume he'll tell me when he is ready. Then again, he probably won't because of my personality and how I treated him. My thoughts race back to middle school as I remembered every moment I just called him out. Every moment where I tried scaring him just to get extra credit. I hate my middle school self. I hate myself for doing those actions that were clearing irrational. The quietness of my room wasn't helping either because it felt like I was alone. With my problems and feelings. With my regrets and mistakes. Why didn't I treat them nicely? Was it because of the pranks or the comics? I suddenly rose up from my bed to think better. I really need to repay George for my behavior after all he did save me quite a lot times. Should I help him get over his crush? I do wanna help him with that but, how? A knock on my door was made and I got up from my bed to answer. Hopefully, it's not my roommate.

Then, I remembered that he went out with friends and he won't come back for a while. So, then, who could this be? I carefully open the door to see who it was. "Hey, Melvin! Didn't know you were here." George greeted as he smiled at me. "Honestly, George if you wanna come over, text me first! You almost gave me a heart attack from your sudden appearance." I responded as he entered my dorm. "So, what do you need?" I asked. "It's nothing. I just need to talk to you for some random reason. It's just for a while though." He replied, looking away from me. I could see the expression on his face, it was one of anger. "What's wrong? You seem kinda worked up." I questioned, worried. "I just fought with my roommate that's all. He honestly bickers over the littlest of things! He's lucky he is cute though." He explained, crossing his arms with a blush. "Really? Who is this mysterious cute roommate you speak of?" I asked, curiously. I am happy he found someone else to crush on but, I can't help but, feel sad? I feel like a bit of my heart just kinda broke. What's up with that?

"Oh, it's no one you know of. Forget it about him. But, I kinda wanna met more girls or guys just so I can get my mind off of Harold." George states, blushing. I always knew he was bisexual but, it never really bothered me. It just kinda gave me a bit of hope and a chance. Wait, chance? What chance? Oh gosh, please don't tell me I have one! "Well, I do have something in mind." I reply, looking away. Am I really going to ask this? "Like?" He questions, leaning toward my face a little. "You know, maybe us two can go on a d-" I was stopped by a sudden buzzing sound. "Sorry, Melvin! I gotta take this phone call since it is from my mom." He spoke as he accepted the call and went into my room. "That was so close! I hate what I just did to myself!" I groaned, angrily. I can't believe I just did that! Does he know what I'm about to ask him? Will he think I'm weird for asking that? Of course not, he is bi! I hear the door open again and I see George standing there confused. "Something wrong? I heard you yelling." He asked, worried as he made his way toward me. "No, I just remembered something. Everything is fine." I answered, collecting myself again. "Alright well, I have to go. Sorry about that but, I'll talk to you soon!" He exclaimed as he rushed to the door.

I heard the door close as I was left alone once again.