Told you I'd post a new chapter in a few mintues!!! Anywho. This chatper is longer but not much. SOWY! <3
The wedding is tomorrow and Jonghyun hasn't said one word to me since the day he kissed me, he hasn't even looked at me. And I don't know why, but I hate it. One thing that I'm very thankful for is Taemin and I meeting up at the coffee shop ever day. Same time, same seats, same coffee, and same laughs. It's amazing.
“Yah! Taeminni oppa! That's my drink!” I giggling, smacking his arm lightly as he takes a sip of my coffee.
“I know,” he smiles, putting it back down. “I just wanted to see what flavor you liked.”
“Why?” I ask, tilting my head to the side.
“The flavor of someone's coffee says a lot about them,” he nods.
“Your coffee tells me that you're an American sweetheart because it's very sweet.”
“Ah. Taeminnie oppa,” I blush, putting my hands on my cheeks.
“You get embarrassed so easily!” he laughs.
“Aish! No I don't!” I blush harder, lightly smacking his arm.
“You're blushing Hannie noona!” he smiles, pinching my cheeks.
“Yah!” I laugh. He laughs with me.
I've got her giggling and it's so adorable the way she blushes. But then who should ruin our moment but Jonghyun, the player himself. Well I just lost Hannah. I think, sighing.
“Hi Hannah,” Jonghyun says, sitting by her, not looking at her. Hannah confessed to me two days ago about what happened with Jonghyun and how he's been ignoring her now, looks like those days are over.
“Hello Jonghyun sshi. What are you doing here?” she says smiling brightly. He doesn't deserve to see her smile.
“Onew is looking for you and I thought I would find you here,” he says finally looking over, his eyes linger on me for a moment before he looks at Hannah.
“Why does he need me?”
“Family meeting, about the wedding tomorrow,”
“He could have just called me. Aish. I better hurry home,” she says standing up and putting her purse over her arm. She looks at me. “Bye Taeminnie oppa.”
“Bye Hannie noona,” I reply hugging her. I peek up at Jonghyun as I hug her, he looks pissed. I quickly look away. Hannah pulls away and smiles.
“I'll take you home,” Jonghyun mutters standing up.
“Ani, it's fine, I can walk,” she replies.
Does Taemin like Hannah or something? Not that I care, I'm just curious. Just to check, I offer Hannah a ride, I can't see Taemin's reaction though, he's already sitting back down, drinking his god damn coffee. But when Hannah declines my offer I can tell he's surprised, I'm even surprised. No girl ever lets an offer this nice slip by. A ride on Jonghyun's motorcycle is a privilege.
“Come on Hannah, just one ride home,” I say. Then I get it, I look in her eyes and I see fear. Ah. She's afraid of motorcycles.
“Really. I'm fine,” she says.
“Ani. I'm driving you home,” I say taking her hand and leading her outside to where I parked my bike. I can see Taemin watching us from the coffee shop window.
“Yah, Jonghyun sshi, it's fine,” now I can see how scared she is.
“It's a short walk,” she says being stubborn.
“Waste of gas.”
“I use environmentally friendly gas.” Does it even exist???
“Jonghyun sshi. Aniii.”
“Why not Hannah? Seriously, why not?”
“I don't want to,” she says looking away.
“Because you're afraid,” I say softly.
“Because you're afraid,” he says softly, and it's not a question. I look up at him and nod. “Hannah, I won't let you get hurt.”
“But Jonghyun oppa,” I say. Did I just call him oppa???
“Oppa?” he sounds surprised.
“Ani. It's fine. Now come on, I won't let you fall,” he says holding out his hand. I hesitate then I take his hand. He gets on the bike and I get on the back. “Now, put your arms around me.” I put my arms around him, practically squeezing him to death. “Yah! Not so tight!”
“I'm sorry,” I say loosening my grip but still holding on tightly.
“Alright. Here we go,” he says as he start up the bike. I quickly put my face in his back, scared. I can tell we're moving but I'm too scared to open my eyes. Besides, Jonghyun smells really good. I feel us stop and Jonghyun's hands grab mine. “We're here Hannah,” he whispers. I slowly take my arms from around him. “You ok?” he asks as I get off the bike.
“Y-yeah,” I say, my knees shaking.
“Let me help you to the door,” he gets off his bike and takes my hand, walking slowly with me to the front door. “Bye Hannah.”
“Bye,” I smile. He smiles and walks away. I walk inside to find Onew, Mr. Lee, and my mother sitting at the table. “Sorry I'm late,” I say sitting down.
“It's fine. Now, the wedding is tomorrow, and for our honeymoon we won't be back till next week Sunday which is the day before school so you two need to take care of each other,” Mr. Lee explains.
“Since we'll be gone, we're going to call the house every night at 10pm, asking to talk to both of you, and curfew is still 9pm,” my mother says.
“Yes umma,” Onew says.
“Yes mom,” I say. She give me this look. “Yes umma,” I mutter.
“Good, now you can go to bed,” Mr. Lee says. Onew and I march upstairs and to our separate rooms. I decide that since it's been almost a week since I've talked to Katy, I'll call her.
“This better be Hannah,” I hear her say.
“Is that what you say every time you answer the phone?!” I ask laughing.
“HANNAH!” she screams.
“Are we back to this?” I sigh.
“Yes,” she laughs.
“So what's been up?”
“Good news and bad news.”
“Bad news first.”
“Jared is dating Olivia,” she whispers.
“Next,” I say fighting tears.
“Hannah-,” she starts.
“Next,” I repeat.
“Kyle and I are together.”
“Congrats!” I yell, excited for her but mentally slapping myself for not being excited as I should be.
“Thanks,” she laughs then she sighs. “I gotta go or I'm gonna be late for school, bye.”
“Bye,” I hang up. Then I lay back in bed, crying myself to sleep.
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