~*Alex POV*~*~

I opened the door with Leeteuk and saw Siwon and Kyuhyun kissing… Seriously?! I thought Siwon hyung was straight! AIGO!! That would explain the bath house! Why are Koreans so weird?!?!

Those two noticed us and pulled away,

“W-what the…” I stared at both of them,

“HA! I won!” Heechul yelled, I looked at him,

“W-what is this? Huh?” I couldn’t think of the right words,

“Pocky game” Henry said and handed me a box of pocky… seriously…

“Aigo, this place is so strange” I sighed and walked into my room

“Where’s Donghae?” Leeteuk asked the members, I stopped,

“Sleeping” Kyuhyun said, I walked into my room and shut the door.

Idiots… Donghae didn’t even notice that I was gone… Why can’t he ever notice me?

~*~Donghae POV*~*~
Alex’s safe… Thank goodness…. She’s safe…

I looked at my phone again, thank goodness Teukie ahjushi texted me…

Why is it that I can’t ever get through her? Why does she have to be so difficult?

*****Next week*****
(still Hae’s POV)

I woke up and walked out of my room and saw Alex cooking,

“Morning” I half heartedly said,

“Back to you” she didn’t even look at me.

All day… no… all week, we’ve barely talked to each other. At music bank she would go to F(x) and shinee and just talk to them. She didn’t even say a word… All of us performed, but I didn’t see her in the crowd.

We won for bonamana on music bank that day. But she didn’t even see me, or congratulate me…

“Want to celebrate?” Shindong yelled,

“bar?” Heechul said,

“Right on!” Shindong made a gun with his hand and shot it,

“Not for me, I gotta go” I said and walked out of the studio.

I walked into a cab and felt awful…. I rubbed my temples and pulled my hair back,

“Are you Lee Donghae from Super Junior?” the taxi man asked, I smiled and nodded,

“Can I ask you a few questions?” he continued, crap, probably another reported,

“Just take me home please” I said, but the guy kept on asking questions with a pen in one hand and a notebook on the wheel,

“So tell me Donghae, what’s in your mind?” the guy asked,

“I’m not going to answer” I sighed, he started to drive faster,

“You have between life or death,” he scoffed and drove faster, I felt I was going to die because of him,

He kept on asking questions, but I didn’t say anything which made him furious. He started to curse at me; I didn’t say anything and stared down.

“Tell me damn it!” the reporter said, I scooted to the door, and tried to opened it, but the car gave a sharp turn so my body jerked to the other side,

He turned his head and started to yell at me, and curse at me telling me that I should tell him something important.

“Don’t dare get out of the f*king car” the reporter yelled

I looked up, and I widened my eyes,

“TRUCK!!” I yelled pointing to the truck right in front of us,

The taxi driver swerved and dodged the truck, then the car flipped, My door jerked open… then it was all blank