The next morning, Seungri woke up. He noticed tear stains on the pillow he used. He had cried himself to sleep. He sighed and sat up. There was a note left in TOP's place.

"Good morning Seungri, I hope you're okay. I had to leave for practice, but I have my cell if you need anything. And I do mean anything. Okay? Please, be careful.

-TOP"

Seungri went out and found he was alone. He figured he should go to practice too. He grabbed his duffle bag, and headed out. Once he got to the studio, he noticed the others there too. And much to his dismay, Ayla. 

"Seungri!" They called in unison.

"Uh..hey guys.."  He replied.

"Well, let's get started, shall we?" He said.

The rest shrugged and continued with practice. After a while, they took a break.

"You're such a good dancer Ji!" Ayla said happily.

Seungri rolled his eyes, and mimicked her, annoyed.

Youngbae noticed and scoffed.

"What's your problem?" He said laughing.

"Nothing..." Seungri replied quietly.

Youngbae stared at Seungri for a few minutes, before taking a drink of his water.

"You don't want to talk? We don't have to talk." He replied.

"Well, I have to go to work. But have fun with the rest of your practice baby. Bye guys! Nice seeing you again." Ayla said before kissing Jiyong and leaving.

Seungri felt a sudden rush of anger and heartbreak.

"Good." Seungri said.

Ayla looked at him.

"I'm sorry?"

"Uh. Goodbye." He said quickly

"I uh...I don't feel good...I'm uh..gonna head home. I'll see you guys later." He said.

"Aww well do you want a ride?" Jiyong asked.

"I uh...no. not from you. TOP?" Seungri said suddenly.

Jiyong's expression changed to hurt and confusion. TOP nodded slowly, and followed Seungri. The two got to TOP's car.

"Seungri?" TOP asked.

"W-what?" Seungri muttered back.

"You're not really sick. Are you?" He asked sternly.

Seungri shook his head slowly.

"No TOP. But I just...couldn't stand...seeing them together..."

"But she's gone now."

"I know! But I...ugh...forget it." Seungri said, slamming the door.

"Thanks for the ride..." He said.

"Seungri?"

"What?"

"You have to tell him. You know you do." TOP said before driving back to the studio.

A few hours passed by, and the others came back from the studio. Seungri was sitting on the couch watching TV. Daesung, Youngbae, and TOP went to bed the minute they got to the house. Jiyong walked in, looking pissed off. This scared Seungri.

"Uh..h-hey Ji-"

"What the hell is your problem?!" Jiyong yelled.

"I don't have a problem." Seungri answered.

"Clearly you do! What's up with you lately? God you've been so closed off from everyone except TOP. We used to be so close. And what the hell do you have against Ayla? She didn't do anything to you!" 

Seungri felt his ears get hot, and tears start to stream down his face.

"Trust me, Jiyong. You wouldn't understand." He said.

"Try me." Jiyong answered.

Seungri stared at him.

"I-i um..." He said sighing.

"Jiyong. She has something I want but don't have, and will never have." He said

Jiyong looked at him, confused.

"Oh yea? And what's that?"

"SHE HAS YOU!!!" Seungri screamed, crying heavily.

Jiyong froze in place.

"Well that's too ing bad, isn't Seungri? I mean nothing could have possibly given you a hint as to why we couldn't be together? I'm straight. Also, I will never love you like that Seungri! Ever think of that?!" Jiyong yelled.

Seungri ran past Jiyong to his room. He shoved clothes in the duffle bag and ran out the door.

". Seungri! Wait!" Jiyong yelled.