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The MisfitsNeyla hummed a small melody while sitting in the car. Her bright attitude was unshakable, and she was more like a child than a grown up woman sometimes. “Waaah, I am hungry! When we are back home, I will probably eat the whole kitchen empty.” She clapped her hands in excitement and Luhan's face darkened. “You are a glutton.” Neyla's face fell a bit, and she slapped Luhan's arm.
“And you are a gloom face. It wouldn't hurt if you would smile from time to time.” With her fingers, she forced the edges of his lips up, but he turned his head away and closed his hands around her wrist. “Stop it,” was the only thing he said before he let go of her hands again.
With a sigh, Neyla turned around. It bothered her that Luhan behaved like that and it hurt her, even though she tried not to show it. “Why are you like this,” she growled and finally turned away from him completely. Miffed, she pulled her legs up and put her chin on her knee. The limousine had a round shaped seating and she sat right between Luhan and Sehun while the others sat in another car, which drove right behind him.
As she glanced over to Sehun, she noticed that he watched her the whole time, his lips slightly pressed together. Of course she knew of his feelings for her, and she also knew that he knew that it was an unrequited love, since she only loved Luhan. Despite that knowledge, he was always so kind to her though, so kind and lovable and she had to admit that she sometimes made usage of his kindness.
It was cruel to do something like that, but she would do anything to get close to Luhan. The knowledge that she literally tore the bond of the two cousins apart sometimes pulled at her conscience, but then again it was somehow so very exciting and interesting. “I will be right back.” Luhan suddenly disappeared, and she knew that he was sitting next to the driver right that moment.
“You know that he doesn't like to be touched like that.” Sehun whispered, and Neyla let out a sigh. “It doesn't hurt him though and you know that,” with a small growl, his hands clenched to fists. “Don't be so angry. It doesn't suit you at all.” She suddenly stood behind him and covered his eyes. “Who am I?” A
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