"What? Why? Are you planning to sleep with that woman or anyone every night?" I asked, frowning.
"It's none of your business so can you go back to your room?"
"No! I won't! I will sleep here!" I said firmly while walking inside his room.
He put his palm to his face and looked at me, arching his eyebrows.
"Get out! I don't want you here!" He almost yelled.
I wanted to cry again. He's hurting me again. I felt my heart was being stabbed.
"Why? I won't leave if you won't tell me!"
He took a deep breath and tweaked his hair.
"I don't want to hurt you. Being with you in one room, I can't control myself. I feel like I couldn't breathe because I want you so bad that I'm scared that I might hurt you again. So please don't make it harder for me." He confessed.
I walked towards him and touched his face. I thought he didn't want me anymore.
