Previously: But, right then Chanyeol's words came into my mind, "Be careful."

Your POV

Ok, so what if me and Kris are just "friends"? It doesn't mean that we're close, actually I don't know what it means, but I'll figure it out later. "So, did you sleep well?" Kris disturbs me from my thoughts. "Yeah, kinda." I say. "Aww, missing Chanyeol, it's ok, it's only a 2 week wait to have ." he says, so we're "friends," not going so well for me so far. "Shut up, Kris." I spit out, I wonder how many times I can say those 3 words in one day. "Hey, I'm just stating the facts, but I have to ask, are you a ?" he asks, that . "Why the hell would I tell you?" I asked, I haven't even told Chanyeol. "'Cause we're friends and-" he starts, "No we are not that close." I interrupt him. "-ok fine, but I want to know." he keeps going. I realize I'm done with my breakfast, so I just walk away to go to my room, but of course he follows me. "No, I'm not going to tell you." I say, but he keeps following me. "Please just tell me." he says, but I keep walking, and eventually he catches my hand and pulls me towards him. "Why do you want to know so badly?" I finally ask him, looking at his face which is like towards the ceiling, why does he have to be so tall? "Because I want to, just tell me." he keeps repeating it again and again. He finally starts pissing me off, and now I have no choice, "Ok, fine I'm a , ok?" I finally let go of his grip, "Is that all you wanted to know?" He hesitates, "Just, please don't lose your ity to Chanyeol." he says, how can he, omg. "Don't you dare bring him up, right now, and don't tell me what I should do, you're not my mom, no where close to her." I know he could feel my anger, I just left and went to my room. Why would he bring Chanyeol up? Do they really hate each other that much? RING RING! I hear my phone ring. "Hello?" I say. "Hey babe good morning!" I hear Chanyeol on the other side. "Oh hey, good morning." I sounded pretty gloomy. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asks. "Nothing much." I answer. "No, c'mon tell me." he begs, which I can't refuse. "It's not that big of a deal, but Kris said something and asked me something weird, it's nothing, don't worry." I say. "What did he ask you?" he won't leave the topic. "Nothing, just something about," I pause, "my ity." I mumble the last words, so he couldn't hear. "Babe. What did he ask you?" he keeps going, I guess I don't have a choice. "Something about my ity." I whisper but loud enough for him to hear. "What?" I could hear all his attention on me. "It's nothing, don't worry." I told him. "Why the hell would he ask you that though?" he asks, I shouldn't even have told him that. "No, leave it Chanyeol." I say. "No babe, this is not funny anymore, he's j