"Remind me never to go on a vacation with him ever again" - Jung Somin  "Aissh, going to a vacation with that clingger? thanks alot mom." - Kim Hyung Joong 53rd chapter (It's over right...)

 

(Kim Hyung Joong’s POV)

                   I watched her sleeping calmly on my bed beside me. I felt like it was a dream. I started playing with her eyebrows slowly causing her to chuckle. “Hhm, you were not sleeping at all were you?” I asked her softly as I softly pressed my lips on her eyes.

                   “I woke up a few hours ago. Sorry.” She replied to me pouting and I chuckled. “What do you want for breakfast?” I asked her causing her to look at me. She kissed my lips softly. “Chocolate chip pancakes and whipping cream maybe?” she asked me causing me to nod my head.

                   “I’m gonna go get some pancakes done for both of us then.” I pecked her lips before leaving the bed and walked out of the door.

                   I walked out of the room to see my sister sitting on the couch. “I thought I asked you not to do this.” She started causing me to ignore her and walk to the kitchen counter. “Then what am I supposed to do huh? Watch her get married to someone she don’t even love? Are you kidding me?” I asked her softly.

                   “No I’m joking around! Seriously Hyung Joong, I thought you were a lot better than this. Wait, I thought you actually matured when she was proposed that night.” She cried out at me in anger.

                   “I expected you to let go her like a gentleman would do.” She continued causing me to stop her from talking. “Shut up alright?! Is it a sin to fight for what I want and what I love?!” I cried back at my sister causing her to glare at me.

                   “You won’t get what you want always. It’s not the time where you cry and mother bought you things in order for you to boost about it in front of me. I hope you understand what I’m trying to say here.” She replied to me softly.

                   “Sara!” I turned around to see Sara all dressed up. “I gotta go. Your sister is right. I’m gonna be married this evening and I’m basically hanging out with someone I love yet I won’t get. I believe it’s time for you to understand your sister.” Sara replied to me and walked towards the door.

                   I ran after her and grabbed her hand whirled her around to face me. “Do you mean that?” I asked her softly. She looked away from me and pulled away from my grasp. “Face it. Anytime I’ll be Dong Joon’s woman. I never wanted to tell you how I feel. It’s my mistake to tell you about it. Goodbye Hyung Joong.” Sara replied and walked out of the door.

                   I walked in back to the living room and saw my sister there standing and watching me break down like a baby would. She walked up to me and hugged me and comforted me. “There is still time. You can still tell everyone that she is your girl. But that would lose some friends and cousins I believe.” My sister whispered as she left me there crying.

                   I used to hear, boys shouldn’t cry. But I believe we also get hurt. I didn’t know what to do. For a minute I was lost and didn’t know what I should be doing next.

 

(Jung Somin’s POV)

                   I walked myself into the car which was parked in the basement. I didn’t know how it got here but I’m glad my car was here in this basement. I drove it out of the building and drove it away from the building in hope of crying a bit. I have never felt this way towards anyone except Hyung Joong.

                   Hah, how cowardly of me. My first true love even got lost because of my cowardly actions. I stopped my car to a side due to my teary eyes. I didn’t want to spend the whole day crying and ending up with puffed red eyes and the makeup artist trying to hide it with more makeup causing me to feel heavy with a mask on my face.

                   I was lost for a moment. But I had no other choice. My phone started to ring causing me to wipe my tears off and to calm down a bit.

                   “Hey, I was on my way to the salon. What’s up?” it was him, and I had to pretend I’m having an awesome morning.

                   “Oh! Looks like my girl is up too early. It’s 10 already, are you sure your make up and everything will be done by 4?” he asked me softly causing me to let out a chuckle. A fake one of course. Smile like there is no tomorrow right?

                   “Hey, I don’t put that much of makeup on anyways. I want it to be naturalistic. It’s my wedding… after all.” I replied softly causing me to let out a sigh.

                   “Are you nervous? You don’t sound so well.” He asked me concerned. He was a bit like his cousin but not exactly the same. Hyung Joong would do anything to give his entire day for me if I asked. But when I asked Dong Joon for help regarding my wedding dress he got busy.

                    I admit, he was a rising star. But that doesn’t mean our relationship should be hidden and keep on telling others that I’m married to someone who I’m never allowed to tell others because fans would be ripping my hair off. I wanted it to be normal. Fan girl life used to be once my life, but not anymore. I’m grown up and matured. But he never knows that.

                   “I’m fine. Just a bit tired since I didn’t get enough sleep. Hey, I’m gonna go to the salon now. The sooner the better right?” I tried to sound cheerful but my eyes end up getting teary and telling me that stop lying.

                  “If you say so. I’ll see you at the wedding hall at 3.30 then. Love you alright?” he said the thing he never told me before. ‘Love you’

                   I cut off the phone and started to drive myself off to the salon I had the reservation done. Who knows something good also might happen on a day like this. Accepting the reality, I drove off while thinking that, maybe this day is gonna turn out pretty well. Even though I’m gonna marry someone I don’t love now, I don’t know how it would turn out but it will be alright. Right?

                  I walked into the salon to see Hannah and Rachel being almost done. “I love what you