Harry looks into my eyes, and I look into his eyes, too. I didn’t blink because it was like a staring competition, and you can’t believe that I won. Yes, he look away first, sat in the lift, bent his head. I remain standing, waiting for this endless lift to stop. The lift took so long to stop, and when it stop, Harry hurried to press a button at the door, but the door failed to open. Anxiety appeared on his face as he press the button again and again. The door remained shut. He bangs at the door with his hand, leg, and head till he got tired. He looks at me and sat once more, his head bent. I walked close to the door, staring at these buttons without knowing what to pres, but I later pressed all the buttons one by one. It didn’t work.

Sighing, I rubbed my stomach. I was famished; I need something for strength. I sat opposite Harry because I don’t want to sit beside him. He stares at me then bent it once more. I remembered the word of Mrs. Eliza when she said she knew what she would do. Is this what she wants to do, to lock us here? A wristwatch in Harry beeped. He stares at it and frowned at me when I rose to look at it. Without wasting time, I sat back, looking around till he bent his head again. I turned my gaze to his wristwatch and see that it was eleven o clocks.

I thought they would open the door when it twelve o clock, but when his wristwatch beeped again, the door remained to shut. The wristwatch beeped, beeped, beeped, beeped, and beeped. Harry stares at his wristwatch and he strengthens his hand toward me so that I could see the time. But I don’t need to look at it because I was already calculating how many times the wristwatch had beeped. It was five o clocks. Tiredness grew on his face and on mine too as I sat there shrugging my shoulder many times and hissing incessantly like a snake.

“You shouldn’t have let them know we’re fighting,” he said, his head remaining bent.

“You start it first.” I snapped. “And that is not your first time.”

“Is that why you and my mom set me up here?”

“What are you thinking; you thought we set you here?” I raised my voice. “When I thought you, your dad, and my mom set me up here.”

He raised his head, looking at me, chuckling. “Why would I join them setting the ugliest girl on earth here?”

His words dropped like sharp stones on my throat, and I find it hard to know what to say next but I managed to say. “Because you knew my crush is more handsome than you.”

“Charles?” He laughed. “Isn’t it?”

“My crush is handsome than all A4 and C2 groups. All of you are like a gorilla, smelling like animal dung.”

His eyes reddened. “Don’t dare to talk to me again.”

I hissed. “I don’t care to care about why I don’t care for stupid words and to idiot man.” His face scared me now. “Coward doesn’t know more than slapping a girl.”

“You dare to compare me with a gorilla, animal dung, idiot man, and coward… me?”

“You called me the ugliest girl first.” The words snapped from my lips.

He kept quiet, bent his again. And I remain silent, too, and feel happy because I won again. We stay there in silence till his wristwatch breaks the silence. It breaks it again, and again. The light in the lift went off. Light from his wristwatch flares a little yellow light. It was manageable; at least we can see each other. Then the lift was filled with cold.

I bent my head as the cold grew stronger and stronger. My lips were shaking as I wrapped my hands around myself. Harry tapped my shoulder and then strengthened his coat towards me. I hesitate first, staring at him as if I was dreaming. He then rose covering me with his coat and sat back.

"Aren't you feeling a chill?" I asked

"I'm stronger than you. Don't think I like you. I just don't want you to freeze to death."

"I don't think you like me, and I don't like you too. I don't like wearing guy clothes. It's because am freezing, I won't have wear it."

"Bring my coat back then." He rose and I held his coat around me tightly. "Give it to me." He pulled the coat. I pulled it back. "What?.... Are you the owner?" He pulled it harder now. I held it tight which make him fall, and swiftly he pulled it once more. His strength pulled me up and I fell on his body. My breasts on his stomach. I widened my eyes. Thank God, my lips weren't on his lips.

"Are you trying to rape me?" I rose as he let go of his coat.

"Stop saying nonsense." He clenched his teeth, sit up, and moved to the wall; a little away from me. "You are too annoying"

I wore his coat back, sat, placing my head on my knees. "You think am like your bestie, fuck you."

"This is shit. Let me just pretend like I don't know you."

"I don't care because I don't know you too. You're irritating me," I said, waiting for another response, but he went silent, and after a long time, he was snoring.

The beep of his wristwatch woke us in the morning. We had slept on each other, and we quickly split when we realized a light is flashing on us. It was Mrs. Eliza snapping with her camera.

"Mom, what are doing?" Harry's voice quavered

"I'm gonna post this on your Facebook profile," Mrs. Eliza said, and the two securities appeared, smiling at us.