Some days, I just didn't feel right. I was tired, stressed and I wondered why I never quit. My mind was so stressed I didn't realise the reason why I stayed was standing right in front of me. The reason why I love what I do, the reason why I don't want to leave... I didn't realise it was there until I realised it's presence had vanished. Thankfully it gave me a second chance, a chance I would not let go.

"Hyung!" I heard someone call. I turned to see Kyuhyun. I drearily opened my eyes as the lights exposed the partly messy room I stayed in.

"Kyuhyun-ah..." I whisper back. His goofy smile and gentle eyes as he looked at me.

"Good morning." Kyuhyun smiled. His hands gently caressed my face and ruffled my hair.

"Let me sleep a little longer..." I say as I turn around to the other side. Kyuhyun lifts the blanket and joins me. His strong arms wrap around my waist. I felt so safe and warm.

"You need to get up..." Kyuhyun whispers in my ear as I feel electricity run up and down my back.

"Now?" I ask as I turn so our faces are looking at each other.

"Yeah..." Kyuhyun says as he gets out of bed and pull me out with him. I simply smile.

"Hyung, you're voice is a little shaky. Try it again." Kyuhyun says. He always helps me with the song we're given.

"I'm older than you. I should be the one giving you tips." I pout as Kyuhyun chuckles and ruffles my hair.

"It doesn't matter whose older." Kyuhyun says with a smile. I felt so happy as I could see my reflection in his eyes.

"Yes it does." I argue. Kyuhyun simply sighed.

"You're so stubborn. Come on, one more time." Kyuhyun spoke as he encouraged me. I loved when he was there.

"Help me hyung! I don't get what to do!" Kyuhyun whines as we look at the instructions of a game.

"It's quite simple." I say as Kyuhyun pouts.

"I don't want to play this game!" He shouts with anger. I laugh.

"It's easy. I'll help you through the game." I said as I ruffled his hair. Kyuhyun simply smiles back at me.

"Fine..." He replies.

Special moments. I accidently took my anger out on him when I shouldn't have. Luckily I got him back...

"Hyung!" Kyuhyun called me. I was in a bad mood. The singing teacher was complaining, I've been working so hard and my dance isn't improving.

"What?" I ask with venom dripping off my words. Kyuhyun ignored it.

"I want to play a game." Kyuhyun smiles cheerfully.

"No thanks." I sigh, ignoring him.

"Please?" He asked.

"No." I say firmly.

"Pretty please?" He asked again.

"No!" I say with a slight growl.

"Pretty please with a cherry on top?" Kyuhyun asked again.

"I said no already! Can't you listen?! Why are you so annoying?! Do you think I like being woken up and having someone touch me so carelessly? Do you think I like having a dongseng telling me how to sing? Do you think I like playing stupid games with you?! When the hell did you think I liked you?!" I screech. I suddenly gasp at my words and cover my mouth. It's not what I meant. I turned to see KYuhyun with his eyes wide in shock and sadness clearly on his face. Tears threatened to fall out of his eyes.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered as he walked past. Don't go...

From that point onwards he doesn't make contact with me. When I wake up in the morning it's not a angelic voice speaking to me, it's the alarm clock with it's annoying noise. I feel cold as I lay by myself in bed, no arms to hold me.

When ever I make a mistake in singing the teacher will yell at me harshly. Not the caring person whose stands so close to me I can see my reflection in their eyes. No words of encouragement...

When I want to play a game I realise there's no-one there to play with. No one to whine about the rules and smile at me gently. I am really alone. I pushed him away...

This is the part where I get him back, yay!

As we did our rehearsal Kyuhyun and I were left to be alone. Not once did Kyuhyun look at me or talk to me. I cringed at the sight I saw, as if I wasn't there at all. When it was our turn Kyuhyun grabbed my shoulder. I turned to see him quickly pull it back.

"I-I'm sorry." He stutters. He doesn't even want to touch me...

"Kyuhyun..." I whisper.

"Did I bother you?" Kyuhyun asks. I suddenly want to cry.

"I'm sorry..." I say. Kyuhyun looks surprised.

"Sorry? About what?" He asks as tears roll down my cheeks.

"What I said before... It wasn't true. I love you. I don't hate it. Waking me up in the morning, you complaining about games, you helping me with my singing.... I loved it all, I miss it. Why are you acting like this? Come back to me. I want it to be like how it was before..." I cry as I hug Kyuhyun. To my relief he hugged me back.

"Wasn't I annoying?" Kyuhyun asks. I shook my head.

"No. That day I said those things I was so stressed. Forgive me!" I exclaim as Kyuhyun wipes away my tears.

"I'm so glad you don't hate me." I hear Kyuhyun say as he pressed his lips against mine.

"I could never hate you..." I whisper back. Just like before.