"..." Samara looked at him like he was an idiot.
Didn't he realise she was a nobody who never could make people like him look at her?
She blinked twice looking at him confusingly.
He was caught off-guard by that look. She was like an angel that desended from heaven just to make people go crazy by looking at her. He felt an urge to stroke that beautiful face of hers.
"Find happiness and he'll find you."
"As long as you ignore him and find a new source for your smile, his desire to get you will increase"
"I don't want to get back together with him"
"Then make your actions say that. You are a beautiful young woman don't let a boy stop you from meeting a man"
Samara chuckled hearing him, "You think there is a man waiting for me?"
"No, I believe there are 'men' waiting for you. It's up to you who you want," Ben said with a deep meaning.
"You talk too much. No wonder you are a Pyschologist" Samara said ridiculously.
Ben took a step forward blocking her way. He looked intensely into her eyes that was like two big black berries.
"I am a optimist. Do you have a problem? he asked rising an eyebrow.
"Fine, you don't have to believe me for what I said, I'll prove it to you"
With that he grabbed her wrist, pulling her to the busiest bar of the area. He ordered two drinks and acted like he didn't do anything out of ordinary.
Samara who was in a daze snapped back to reality. She stared at him angrily.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" shouted at him.
"Proving my point"