CHAPTER 11

TIFFANY POINT OF VIEW      

       KNOCK. KNOCK.

       I was still sobbing on my bed when I heard knocking sound on my door. I did my best to suppress my tears and cleared my throat to sound normal though I knew my chest wasn’t on my side as it was still moving up and down hard.

       “Who’s that?” I yelled.

       “This is Ahjumma, Fani. May I come in?”

       “Aniya,” I briskly said. “I will skip my dinner. I’m going to sleep,” I lie. I thought Ahjumma Ahn, my old loyal servant, was coming to bring me my dinner.

       “Are you ok, Dear?” she asked curiously. I knew when I have to build a lie she will always belong to top list that wouldn’t buy my lie. She seemed didn’t wait for my response and by the next second, my door was opening. She came in and walked to me.

       “Omoooo,” she responded. “Are you crying?”

       I urged myself to shake my head. “Small matter only,” I quickly said and made a sure tone. “Just about my grade at school,” I shrugged my shoulder absently. She looked at me for a moment, scanning my face and I did my best to plaster up a smile on my face. Out of my expectation, it was working. She didn’t questioning me more.

       “I have something for you,” she said and proffered me a wrapping thing.

       “What’s that?” I asked curiously.

       “Moellayo,” she answered. “A boy entrusted it for you,” she explained.

       I looked perplexed but then I saw her smiled. “A boy? Who?”

       “You better find it yourself,” she replied and stepped toward the door. Leaving dumbfounded me.

       I hastily unwrapped to it and dropped my jaw open in shock when I found a dress inside it. An unmistakable beautiful gorgeous soft pink dress that I was sure it must be quite pricey. And a handwriting on pastel color memo.

Hi Beautiful!

What are you waiting for?

Don’t be dumbfounded!!!

Grab it and put it on!

I can’t wait any longer.

- BAD BOY-

       This is crazy! He called me BEAUTIFUL and called himself BAD BOY? I almost couldn’t believe my eyes. I must be dreaming! But then I knew I wasn’t. It’s real. But I was too shock and still frozen on my place to absorb what was happening to me. I still couldn’t make any sense about it. Instead of wearing it, I found myself was still agaze at my track. Until a vibrate coming from my cell-phone yanked me as though made me regain my consciousness. And suddenly I found I wasn’t stifling anymore. My heart was thumping faster.

       FROM: Taeng

      TO: Tiffany

       What are you doing? Why took so long? Would you wear it or not? *touching chin

       I frowned then unconsciously smiled. It’s him. It’s really him. Typical. No greeting. Straightforward. But sweet still. I just hadn’t had any chance to reply yet when another message was coming.

       Come on, Fani~aaa. Don’t frown. And keep your smile for me later.

       DANG!!! I jerked. How could he know what I was doing??? And then another text came again. It just like he knew everything about me. Just like he put his eyes on my room. It sounded crazy, actually.

       Ouch… Would you let me melted down? It’s very hot outside. L

       Now I was giggling. He seemed so dorky. Other people would have no idea about him. But I knew, I knew since long time ago, he just did camouflage for a reason that I still couldn’t figure it out yet.

       Wait wait… Are you smiling? Oh no… no… You’re giggling…

       Hurray! I made it! I made it. You weren’t crying anymore.

       You… you granted me with your eyesmile???

       This time I really couldn’t help but did it. My eyesmile. My heart was fluttering. I couldn’t describe it into words. I was overwhelmed by joyful atmosphere. Exultation. Excitement. Like flying in the sky. I hate to admit, but I have to say the boy really drove me crazy. I knew he couldn’t see me, but I was sure he noticed me. From far. I hastily texted him back.

       Would you give me a sec? How could I change my dress if you kept flooding me?

       I put an angry emoticon then pressing SEND button. I giggled again then hurriedly go to the bathroom and changed my clothes.

       I looked myself into the mirror. I wasn’t narcissist but I adored the girl in the mirror. She was stunning, she was adorable. The dress was so fit in her. It was perfect choice. It reveals my best part. How could he have a high fashion-sense as well? He really caught me off guard. He’s crazy… He’s really irresistible. Finally I realized that he was the only person in the world that could make me hurt and cry yet could fixed my broken heart and healed me as well. He’s the only one… If only Jessica knew the real side of him…

       I tried my best not to look adore him; however I didn’t know, it worked or not. He was so damn stunning! He was standing on the door; in his black tuxedo, with his beautiful smiled I never saw before. This is first time he threw me the smile. Sincere smile. Was this… his real side? Did it mean he wouldn’t pretend to be someone else again, at least in front of me?

       “I’d already melted,” he grumped when I stood in front of him. Typical. No greet. No praise. But somehow I liked it. I folded my arm on my chest, pretended to be annoyed.

       “I thought someone had another date with another girl,” I began to say.

       He smirked and seemed would play along.

       “Did I mention a name?” he raised one of his eyebrows.

       I gasped as I knew he was on his victory. He was right. He just told me that he wasn’t able to give me tutor tonight because he had a date with a girl. That’s it. I blamed my stupid-self secretly and saw he flashed another smile to me. I could felt suddenly I was burning into embarrassment.

       “No!” But I tried to not give up easily. “But it… it’s your fault!” I yelled, but it seemed more frustrating than complaining. I knew I looked like a fool now. Fool who struggled to plead and failed. But I still didn’t want to give up. I raised my chin a little.

       “You made it seemed… sounded like you’re going with another girl.”

       He touched his chin, acted deadpan. Sigh. I didn’t like him ~ in this way. It made him unable to read. I hate when I couldn’t read him.

      “Considering it’s right… So what?” he smirked again. Check matt! Dang. He trapped me.

       “Why did you seem upset?” Obviously, he was teasing me. My heart was fluttering again. I felt a lot of lumps in my throat. My tongue just felt like stuck.

       “Aha, are you jealous? Do you like me?” he teased again.

       Yes I like you, Taeng. It’s obvious. But don’t think I would admit it first. Not before you tell me first! I wouldn’t give in this time. Huh.

       “No,” I managed to say. “I don’t like you.”

       “Are you sure don’t like me?” he repeated with animated voice. “Then why you gave me handmade chocolate at the valentine day?” he asked with airy wondering tone.

       “Don’t say it’s nothing,” he smiled. “Everybody knows it wasn’t nothing.”

       “I… I…,” I stuttered. “Okay. I used to like you. But you hurt me a lot, so I just made up my mind,” I blurted out. Then I clasped my mouth with my hand. No. it wasn’t true. Oh God, what I was saying??? Did I tell him that I didn’t like him anymore? Stupid me. I still like you, Taeng. It would never change.

       But out of my expectation, suddenly Taeyeon just smiled then proffered his hand, giving me cue to hold it. I voluntarily held it, in shock mode.

       “Come on. Go with me,” he asked gently.

       He held my hand gently and towed me. We walked side by side, under the moonlight. We reached his car. He opened the door for me and I swore my pulse was really out of the line that time. I really could die because of uncontrolled adrenaline inside my blood.

       “Are you hungry?” he asked in calm tone when we’re on the car.

       “No. Yes,” I replied like a fool. What a nerve!

       He giggled.

       “Are you nervous?” he asked again.

       “W-why should I?” I manage to say.

       I saw him shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly.

       “Because you’re with your charming prince now,” he replied confidently. It didn’t seem cocky for me; instead it sounded cute in my ears. I couldn’t help but smacked his shoulder.

       “Awww… What’s that?” he pretended to complaint.

       “Don’t be overconfident!” I pouted.

       Then we stopped at the traffic light since the light was red. He tilted his head and stared at me. He really would kill me.

       “W-what? Why you’re staring at me?” I sounded uneasy. He giggled again. Everytime I heard he giggled, I felt like hear jingle bells at Christmast ~ one of my favorite event in my life.

       “If I haven’t told you,” he said carefully. My chest felt tight. “You’re really beautiful tonight,” he continued seriously. I blushed again. I saved myself by pretending sneezing. I knew it was really bad saving ever. But it just spontaneously popped up in my head.

       I was saved by the light. I was green already and the car was running again until finally we touched down an elite restaurant at the town. We got out and entered the restaurant. A waiter was welcoming us and bowing when we stepped in.

       “Mr. Kim Tae Yeon, two persons,” he said cool and the waiter showed me a table, in the corner of room, confining with the window glass, that made us possible to enjoy the beautiful romantic night scenery.

       We took a seat and ordered some meal. Then there was a silence for a moment. Again, I could feel my nerve all over my body.

       “Tiffany,” he called out my name gently. “I’m sorry,” finally he said.

       “I believe I haven’t treated you well during this time,” he said sincerely.

       “T-taeng…,” I couldn’t manage to say but he flashed a smile at me. His hand carefully held my hand on the table. I didn’t pull away. Yes of course, I didn’t.

       “Lately… you’d treated me well,” I encouraged him.

       “I… to be honest, I… was kinda shock, but… I… I was glad,” I admitted. And I knew I was blushing again.

       “If I knew it would end like this, I was supposed to treat you very well from the beginning,” he said again. I jerked a little. What did he mean? End like this? End like what?

       “W-what are you talking about, Taeng?” I asked confusingly.

       “I can’t bear it anymore, Fani~aaa,” he replied then paused for a moment. Then he pulled out something from his pocket and proffered it to me.

       My eyes were widening when I saw it. He smiled and nodded his head as though assuring me. It was… the chocolate I made for him at the Valentine day…

       How could it on his hand? I remembered I have dumped it on trash can! As though could read my mind he opened up his mouth to explain.

       “I hurt too when I treat you bad,” he began to say. “You had no idea how I struggled to spill it out the words to you; to make you stay away from me,” he continued and I caught his eyes were a little bit watery now. He cleared his throat.

       “What a shame,” he mumbled. “I never cried before,” he laughed pathetically.

       I briskly leaned forward and caressed his face gently; yet wiping away his tears, assuring him that it was okay.

       “It wasn’t a shame,” I told him. “You may cry every time you want, Taeng,” I said. “And I just will wipe it dry,” I said sincerely. He seemed shock for a moment, listening to my words but the next second he could manage himself to say again.

       “Would you tell me how this thing was on your hand?” I asked confusingly.

       “Actually, I didn’t left. I was hiding and observing the whole scene. I saw you dumped it into trash can. And after you left, I just put it back. I saved it during this time. It sounded ridiculous but hell yeah, every night before I slept I always stare at it for a moment. I imagined how hard you make it for me. And how… how jackass I was, hurt you in that such way. You knew, I felt never forgive myself for hurting you,” he said.

       “Taeng, don’t say it again, please,” I whispered. I felt my tears were running down my cheeks. Taeyeon widened his eyes and briskly wiped my tears dry.

       “Uljima, Fani~aaa,” he said.

       “Promise me don’t blame yourself again for everything you do to me. Promise me, Taeng,” I demanded. Finally he nodded his head.

       “Yagsoghae,” he said and managed to smile.

       “You just stared it every night?” I asked wonderingly, back to the topic.

       He nodded his head dorkily. I couldn’t help but giggle.

      “Why didn’t you eat it? It was delicious, you know.”

       “Because I want to have a memory with you,” he said sincerely. “If I eat it, I wouldn’t have anything remain from you,” he continued innocently. I giggled again. He’s really amazing!

       “Just eat that!” I asked him. “I will make you anytime you want,” I smiled.

       Taeyeon smiled back at me. Obviously he was excited.

       “Taeng,” I called him. Suddenly I remembered something that ruining my mind during this time. I had to figure it out now. I was too curious.

      “I want to ask you a question… Do you really mean it… when you say you preferred to vote Gyuri rather than me?” I asked him carefully. Initially he looked like to relive it for a moment but then he widened his smile.

       “Yes and no,” he replied playfully. I creased up my eyebrows in bewilderment.

       “Taeyeon~aaaa,” I pouted with aegyeo.

       “I’m sorry, Tiffany, I was selfish,” he said. I didn’t get it, so I just stayed silent.

       “I was pretty sure you would win the contest if you joined it; it was a strong reason for me to make you not joining the competition in some way,” he said bluntly, but I still couldn’t get it.

       “You knew the prize, rite?”

       Suddenly I burst into laughter. Actually, the winner was supposed to get prize to take some commercial shooting at Pattaya and of course, having holiday together with Siwon Oppa ~ one of famous celebrity that many girls were crazy about and dreamed of.

       OMO…. So was it the reason???? This boy really captured my heart!!!

       “You didn’t want me to spend holiday for commercial with Siwon Oppa?” I made sure.

        He snorted. “That’s why I called myself selfish,” he said desperately.

       “I was glad you’re selfish,” I giggled. I really couldn’t help but pinched his both of cheeks. He pretended to groan in annoyance but I didn’t care.

       “Taeng, I still didn’t get it, why did you do those things to me?” I pretended to be so innocent and naïve this time. I need an admission! Taeyeon was staring at me. I knew this time he was super serious.

       “Fani~aaa… I think I like you,” he said bluntly.

       “It’s obvious,” I pretended to act nonchalant. You had no idea how my heart was fluttering again, Kim Taeyeon!

       “I love you,” he finally made it. Yet REPHRASE it?

       I was taken aback. Again, he caught me off guard. I mean, I mean… his change lately was indicating he may remorse to treat me bad, or perhaps he… may have a little feeling toward me, but but… I never expected he… he had kind of such feeling toward me… Ever.

       “You – what?” I replied like a dumb.

       “I love you,” he repeated firmly. “Since the first time I met you, I’d liked you. And it just grown up, more and more. Until finally I knew, I was falling in love with you.”

       I was still dumbfounded and I felt he tighten his clutch on me.

       “Hummm,” I mumbled.

       “Only that your answer?” he raised one of his eyebrows. I frowned.

       “What were you expecting?” I began to again.

       He shrugged his shoulder, little bit mad, I guessed. I couldn’t help but giggle again.

       “I didn’t see any question. So I don’t think I have to spill out an answer,” I . Finally I felt really like to . He was so cute whenever I .

       “Such a teaser,” I heard he mumbled. I acted to glare at him.

       “WHAT?”

       “Nothing,” he plastered up a smiled then I smacked his hand playfully.

       “I begin to consider asking you to be my girlfriend,” he smirked. “I don’t want to get bruise all the day. You’re violent,” he smirked. My eyes were popping up, between annoyance and excitement.

       “Go look for another girl then!” I threatened. But deep inside my heart, if Taeyeon really did my words, I’ll surely do committed suicidal.

       “But I want you,” he said playfully. “Okay if you want a question. Would you like to be my girlfriend, beautiful girl?” he asked in so-unexplainable-romantic-tone I ever heard.

       I didn’t want to spin out the time again. It was enough.

       “With all my heart, Taeng,” I said, in the edge of crying. “I would.”

       He just jumped out and got approach me. He hugged me tightly until I felt hard to breath. But I didn’t complaint this time. I wanted to relish it forever.

       “I didn’t ever mean to hurt you,” he whispered. “It didn’t make sense actually and I don’t blame you if you can’t receive that. I also don’t expect you will receive kind of relationship like this…,” he said. “But I just don’t want to keep running away from you; I didn’t want to hide my real feeling toward you,” he said. Somehow I was very touched heard his words. It wasn’t romantic. But it was sincere. And it was my first time hearing all of those words came from his mouth. Kim Taeyeon’s mouth.

       I also couldn’t bear it again. I couldn’t help but caressed his hand. He seemed taken aback too but managed to stay calm. I could see his face blushed a little as well. This is my turn to beam a warm smile.

       “Taeng,” I said. “I lie if I said I wasn’t hurt,” I continued. “But I never blamed you for that. You know why?” I asked. “Because I believed my heart. I believed you just didn’t reveal yourself. For some reason that I didn’t figure it out yet. But I kept my faith on you,” I told him.

       “W-why, Tiffany?” he asked. For the first time as well, I heard he was stuttering.

       I threw him a smile.

       “What if I say we’re fated to be together?” I asked playfully. Then I could see he widened his smile.

       “I like you and I love you too, Taeng,” I admitted with no shame.

       “But you don’t have idea about me…,” he shook his head desperately.

       “I don’t care, Taeng. Just let me love you,” I demanded.

       We were drifting on the sweet silence for a moment. Then I saw him got his face close to me and I just followed. We moved slowly. And finally I felt his lip was on me. He rewarded me a passionate kiss I never felt before. I closed my eyes and rewarded him too. I could felt all of his nerves, all of his blood, were creeping over my body too. That time, I knew, I was into him and he was into me. We had each other and no one could separate us again.

to be continued...

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