Chapter 75
I sat at the breakfast table, nearly sleeping. It was horrible, terrible! I had to do my job and I was tired. That was one of the worst things that could happen!
After this text from Donghae I couldn't fall asleep. Taemin got angry with him but I said that he should calm down because he couldn't change the situation.  So now with only about 4 hours of sleep I ate –more or less- my fruit, hoping that Jonghyun and Key would become a bit more silent. They made me have headache.
But somehow I was happy that I was that exhausted. The meddling, provoking questions of the boys about the night didn't appear like I thought. Maybe it was because you could see that I didn't feel good and they just left it out because of that. Minho even asked me if I wouldn't feel fine a today, if I was ill. I said him that everything would be okay and that I just hadn't slept badly. Somehow I had the feeling that he knew this wasn't the only point and I felt sad and uncomfortable because of not telling the guys what was going on. But on the other side I didn't want explain this stupid and meddling situation over and over again and I didn't want to make up sorrow of them.
"If you really don't feel well today it would be okay to stay here in the hotel and relax", Manager-oppa said but I shook my head.
"It's really nothing important. I'm just tired. Somehow I sleep badly, every time I lay in a new bed. It's ridiculous, I know", I forced a smile and was happy that I didn't had to lie. It was the truth. Normally I had a lack of sleep because I didn't like strange beds.
The decision was made. I would come with them. I couldn't pause just at the second day. That would hurt my pride and my perfectionism.
After the breakfast –I just had a bowl of fruits like pineapple and oranges- Taemin and I went quickly back our room to take the things we would need for the whole day. Luckily I had packed everything in my usual bag. Then I quickly brushed my hair again and my teeth before we went downstairs.
Except the manager, we were the first and the little but luxury bus that had been ordered by me yesterday waited for it passengers.
Today's schedule was: an interview with a Chinese magazine and a TV appearance.
Everything went quite well. The interview was funny to listen to because now and then the boys made a little joke –especially Key- and it was a nice atmosphere. But I had other things to do. Manager-oppa had given me several new numbers to phone and after I finished this work he explained more things about the job to me.  Once we went to get a coffee for us all. We went to the shop next to the place where the interview was and ordered coffee for all the boys and us. By ordering the manager took out a little piece of paper which said all the coffees the boys preferred –just for example, cappuccino or latte.
"You know, I think it is good to have you with me", the man suddenly said while we were waiting for the seven cups of coffee. I was totally surprised and it seemed like my face showed it. He laughed silently; it was more a smile than a laugh.
"You think so?", I asked. "Why?"
"Because you are good friends with them and when I'm normally on our way with them they are lazy and always too late. This journey is quite relaxing compared to the others I did with them." I was still surprised but laughed.
"I think I understand what you mean, but I can't tell you why they are like this."
"I can't either, but I wouldn't mind if you could come with us more often. Then my job would be much easier", he said while he took the first palette of coffees. I smiled.
"I think I have to disappoint you but I will leave Korean in four weeks."
"Really?", he asked. "That's a pity. I hoped that you would join us sometimes."
We went back to the interview which was still on. But just a few minutes later they came to us and happily took their hot drinks.
Next step was the TV appearance. They first had to be dressed and made up. I was sitting on a sofa in their room backstage, listening to music and daydreaming. The manager said that at the moment my task would be to entertain the boys till they would be on TV. When he had seen my confused face he had explained that it should mean that I have free time. That sounded not bad to me.
"You can't tell me you are fine", I heard a deep voice saying and I stopped immediately daydreaming about nothing. Minho was staying right in front of me with a sorrowful face. I sighed. "You can't escape this time." I sighed again.
"Not here with all the people", I said and he helped me standing up so that we could walk out of the room along some corridors till we were somewhere in the big building. I went to the window and leaned against it. I didn't know where to start.
"What is it?", Minho asked.
"It's ridiculous"; I said with closed. "And I don't know what to do." Suddenly I felt again like I could start to cry. Minho looked closely at me.
"It's about a guy", he said very calmly and no feeling in it. I sighed again.
"Damn, yes."
"And you don't like that someone drives you crazy like this?", he asked. I shook my head.
"It is someone you don't like?" I shook again my head.
"Think about the fact that in about four weeks I'll sit at the other side of the world." I looked at his face and found comprehension.
"I see. I forgot about that point. Maybe, because I don't want to imagine what it'll be like when you are not here anymore." He grinned at me trying to infect me. But it didn't work.
"You wanna tell me who it is?", he asked on. I sighed once more.
"Have a guess."
"Donghae", he said without any thinking which shocked me really.
"Oh man, don't tell me that it's that obvious!"
"No, at least my guess wasn't because of you but I watched Donghae and came to the point that he has a crush on you." I looked at him, his last words still resounding in my head. "He told you?", Minho asked further. I shook my head and told him about the dinner and the texts.
"I think you can be sure about his love", Minho finally said. I laughed once.
"Wonderful, and what about the fact that I'll leave, not mentioning that I don't understand myself anymore? I don't know if I love him…"
Minho looked at me.
"I think the thing you should think about is if you want to have a relationship for just a short time with him together and then over a long distance. In my eyes it's not a question that you love him."
He opened his arms and hugged me for giving me strength and support.
"Don't be so desperate. You should enjoy these three weeks and I bet you will find a solution for it without thinking all the time about it. I mean, you're the cleverest girl I've ever met in my life."