Oh, She's Back!
A Fangirl's Dream*Annie’s POV*
“Who’s Vanessa?” I asked. A chill ran down my spine at the sound of this mystery girl’s name. Even though I didn’t know who she was, I already didn’t like her.
“I need to sit down,” Jonghyun said, shaking his head as he carefully took a seat of the shingled roof.
I sat down next to him and hugged his arm. “Can you please tell me?” I asked, restign my chin on his shoulder.
“She was the girl I was assigned to before you,” he said forwardly.
“Oh…” My heart sank. “Do you still have feelings for her?” I prayed he wouldn’t say ‘yes.’ I couldn’t bare the thought, especially after all we’d just confessed.
He looked at me with wild eyes. I sat back, unsure of what he was going to do.
“Of course I still have feelings for her! Feelings of hate and disgust and FEAR! She’s a stalker! She practically tried to me!”
I winced at the word.
“Sorry,” he sighed. “I’m just…” He looked up at the stars, then back down at me. “I can deal with her. I made it once, I can do it again. I’m just worried about you.”
“Me?” I asked in surprise. “Omo… is she bi-”
“Oh, no; at least… as far as I know she’s not! But I’m worried about you because she’s a psycho. If she finds out that you and I are an item, I don’t know what she’ll do.”
“Jjong,” I laughed, taking hold of his hand. “Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself.”
“She’s more crazy than she sounds. I don’t know if you understand what you’re getting yourself into-,”
“Jonghyun,” I cut him off, looking deep into his eyes. “Everything is going to be okay. Let’s just enjoy the time we have together now.” I leaned my head against his shoulder and snuggled closer to him. He wrapped an arm around me and we spent the night painting pictures in the sky.
*Onew’s POV*
“Choesonghamnida,” I apologized when my phone began to go off in the middle of our movie. I slipped my arm from around Rebecca to flip open my phone. The text message was such a shock I almost fell off the couch.
“Easy there tiger,” Rebecca laughed, helping me steady myself. She patted me on the chest as I sat back down in a daze. “What is it?”
“I just got a text from the manager. Vanessa’s coming back!”
Rebecca turned to face me, wide-eyed. Nicole let out on “Oh my GAWSH” and smacked Minho in the chest to wake him up. Taemin and Carolyn stopped giggling at whatever cute thing the maknae was doing at the time and slowly faced me. Key and Brianna must’ve been too into what they were doing to hear me, because they just continued making out together in the big squishy chair they were sitting in.
“I said…” I cleared my throat. “VANESSA’S COMING BACK!”
Key and Brianna heard me this time and froze, their lips still smashed together. They slowly pulled away from each other to look at me in disbelief.
“Give me that phone!” Key shouted, leaping up to grab the phone out of my hand; practically knocking Brianna to the floor while doing so.
Key scanned over the message again and again and again, his face dropping a little more with each read. He gave the phone back to me and sat down on the chair, taking Brianna in his lap again.
*Key’s POV*
We all sat in silence, staring blankly at the television screen.
“Well at least that Annie will now understand what it feels like to have someone try to steal your man from you,” Brianna whispered in my ear.
“No,” I turned to face her, wearing a concerned expression. “That’s the BAD part! If Vanessa ends up driving a wedge between Annie and Jonghyun, Annie might come after me again.”
I felt Brianna’s muscles tease for a moment before she leaned her head back down against my chest.
“Well we’re just not going to let that happen then; are we?”
“No we’re not,” I whisper-agreed, squeezing her hand.
I still couldn’t help being worried, however. Living in the same house as one girl I hated was bad enough, but now with two? I wasn’t sure how I was going to make it these last five days. I guess it was only right that Vanessa got a chance to visit again before we left since she won the contest in the first place and everything, but it still didn’t make me like the situation.
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