9. Park Chanyeol's A MagnetÓ
10 Stupid Reasons As To Why I Hate Park Chanyeol
9. Park Chanyeol's a magnet
"I thought we were going to the movies?"
"Yea well, I'm hungry. Let's eat first, okay babe?"
"Call me that once more and I swear-"
"Okay, okay. Calm down! Sheesh."
I rolled my eyes, hands intertwined with Chanyeol.
Walking around the mall, everyone could just tell that this guy who I claim to be mine is the son of their boss.
For starters, all employees (esp. females *cue eye rolls*) we passed either kept bowing in respect, smiling, and offering him things such as drinks, private tours, and such.
Additionally, he was wearing something a little more formal than the clothes he wore to school. A white under polo and a black vest to match. It was complimented with his bottom tight jeans and shoes which screamed 'Dude, I'm sizzling'.
So Dara noona dressed him well.
He looked different. And by different, I meant hot.
If only he'd remove those dorky huge glasses on his face. He apparently, insisted for it, saying it'll make him look 'smart'.
I laughed.
"Reserved for two." He says to the woman on the counter, smiling with those pearly whites of his.
And of course, the middle aged female giggled shamelessly at her boss' son.
Ugh.
He pulled me in by my waist, guiding me to the vip table behind the restaurant.
"Yeol, Isn't this a bit too fancy?"
"I just want what's best for my baby." He grins, calling up the waiter.
I'd throw him a fit for calling me baby, but I'll let it slide. I just smiled back, chin resting against my palm. "You look fine, damn."
"Uh, thanks?"
I chuckled, placing my hand on top of his.
We were both about to lean in close for a kiss when, "Chan chan?!" And there goes the mood, flying up to infinity and beyond.
"Krystal?"
"Oh my god, it's you!" The said 'Krytal' shrieked, hugging him tightly. "Oh my god, It's been so long! How's mom and dad? And I heard Dara noona just flew back in?"
"They're fine.. and yea, she got back in just a few weeks ago." He smiled, almost too forcefully (or was it just me?).
"Oh my gosh, I have so much things to tell you!" She exclaimed, pulling a seat and settling herself in the middle of us.
I glared gawkily at Chanyeol across me who was still too preoccupied to even take a glance.
"Excuse me." Yes, Byun Baekhyun rudely cuts in between. And I don't ing care.
She turned to me, face altering from joy to revulsion.
I'm going to kill this . Revive her, then kill her again.
"Chan chan!" She pouts, shaking Chanyeol by his shoulder. "What's that?"
I choked on my soup, shooting a deadly glare at the giant.
, you!
He looked at me apologizingly, mouthing the words 'I'm sorry!'.
"I'm a who. It's Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun. Chanyeol's boyfriend." I grinned, emphasizing the word 'boyfriend' for her to get the message.
Ok, so I know it wasn't just me when I saw the roll her eyes at my name!
"Nice to meet you Baekhyunnie." She smiled (faker), holding her hand out for a shake. "Krystal. Chanyeol's fiance."
I stood up, enraged. "What?!"
"W-what? Krystal!" Chanyeol stood up, motioning his hands up and down. "Baek, it's not true. She was just kidding. Right Krystal?"
"Chan Chan, I'm not kidding. You promised."
"But that was like when we were still five!"
She shrugs, rolling her eyes. "Fine, whatever. Yea, I was just kidding. Calm your ." She gasped. "Oh wait, you don't have those."
I will non hesitantly take that bread knife on the table and jab her eyes with it.
"Krystal!" He warns, glaring at the .
"Chan Chan, will you be my boyfriend instead?" She juts her bottom lip outward, lashes battering at his sight.
Waiter, a barf bag will you please?
"K-krys-"
Oh, she's kissing him.
Wait.
"YAH!" I yelled, reeling Chanyeol back to my side. "You little-"
"You don't scare me." She whispered, face closing in to mine.
I took the glass of wine from the table and non hesitantly poured it to her face, make up smudging from the dampness. "What the-"
", you've got a little face on your make up."
She points a finger at me. "You didn't just-"
"Oh, but I did." I smirked, walking my way out the restaurant with an utter less Chanyeol following from behind.
"I'm paying for mine."
He slides my hand away. "I told you I'm paying!"
"Why can't I pay for mine?"
"You can but-"
"I'm not a girl, Park Chanyeol." I handed the man the money in exchange for my ticket and popcorn.
"Baek," He cooed from behind, walking our way to the movie line. "Are you still mad at me?"
"No." Pacing my way inside the movie theaters, I was about to take my seat when I was stunned to see Kyungsoo making out with a guy from the back seat. Though I can't seem to figure who he was with.
"Baekhyun?" Chanyeol called out, already settled in a seat beside me.
Digging for my phone, I quickly dialed in Kyungsoo's number.
And much to what I just wanted, it ringed.
Kyungsoo pulled out, muttering a '' before non hesitantly ending the call.
This .
"Yah, Kyung." I half whispered.
"B-baek?!" He yelled, shoving the man awa- "Mr. Kim?!"
"Ah, Baekhyun-ssi." Jongin grinned, waving his two hands in greeting.
I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. "You know what, I don't even care. Do whatever you want." And I ignored the fact that my best friend, who is currently seated behind me, is having a love affair with our English advisor.
Totally ignored.
"Baek, I'm sorry." And here is another jerk worthy of my fist. "She's just the daughter of one of my father's associates. And we grew up together. But no, were not engaged. And in my defense, she kissed me!"
I scoffed, taking in a handful of popcorn. "Shut up and watch the movie, Park Chan-"
"No, you listen. I really am sorry if it wasn't the first date you wanted. But I'm trying here. I just wished that sometimes you'll actually see how much I do for you. And I'll really do anything just to make you happy."
"Really?"
He nods. "Yes, really."
"Prove it."
"H-how?"
"Figure that out yourself."
He sighs, retorting back onto his seat.
The rest of the movie was an utter less silence.
Except for the moans and mewls we were hearing from behind. It was disgusting as .
I swear to god, I'm slapping the life out of a certain Do Kyungsoo when I get back to school.
"J-jongin.. seonsengnim.. ahh~"
Kill me.
> Baekhyun, he... scares me. <
What?
> N-nothing.. I love you! /hides behind Kyungsoo/ <
Yah, Park Chanyeol. Don't push it. And nice hiding place. A cute little four foot .
- Baek. -
Hm?
- you. -
Beg for it.
> Guys, language! And this is my corner! /pouts/ <
A/N: It's five in the morning and I just wrote this with speed so no, I didn't proof read it either. Will edit this later. Thx for reading.
(edit nov 16) Just to clear things up, I have nothing against Krystal from f(x). I was watching The Heirs on the night i wrote this and if you've seen the drama, her character sorta kinda fits well in this one lol
Attempting to write up the sequel. Will post it up when finished. Not sure when tho
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