Chapter 8:   Minseok pov    So my mom is going to visit a few friends for the weekend and you know what that means…   Jongdae is coming over!!    He should be here soon actually and I'm running around the house trying to clean up and make everything perfect for him. Ms. Park just laughed at me the whole time. I cleaned the kitchen, living room, my room and the bathroom and everything finally looks good. Just in time to because the door bell rang and I knew it was him. I threw all the cleaning supplies in the closet and ran to the door.    "Jongdae!" I said as the door swung open. He smiled at me.    "Someone's excited. Hey Minseok." he ruffled my hair and walked inside. I felt my cheeks flame up. Ms. Park laughed in the background. I shot her a pout and she covered .     "Hello Jongdae good to see you." she said as she walked closer to us and hugged the boy quickly.     "I'll make lunch. So you boys have fun. I'll be in the kitchen…" she started walking back but turned towards us again.    "Remember…I hear everything so…don't have to much fun." I blushed so hard but when I looked up at him he was too. It made me smile a little. I grabbed his hand.    "Ok well we're gonna go upstairs!" I pulled him away and we ran upstairs. When we got to my room I plopped down on the bed with a grunt.    "Sorry about that. She has a way of being really embarrassing." he laughed    "No it's alright. She's nice I like her." I smiled. He looked around the room before clearing his throat.    "Don't take this the wrong way or anything but aren't you to old for a nanny?" I laughed at his nervous tone.    "Yes I am but Ms. Park isn't a nanny. She's more of a nurse and my home school teacher. She takes care of me." he nodded and took a seat at the end of my bed. Leaning against the footboard.    "Takes care of you?" I nodded. I get what he's trying to ask…    "Yeah…uhmm…she's always been around but…I got really sick 2 years ago and she is here to make sure that doesn't happen again."    "Sick? What did you have?" I sighed. I really hate talking about this subject.    "Look I don't like talking about it but do you really want to know?" he shrugged.    "If you don't want to talk about that it's cool. We can talk about it another time."     "Deal!" he laughed and got