I got a call from Chanyeol that afternoon. "Hey, babe," he greeted me.

"Hi," I said lazily. I was in the living room sitting next to Baekhyun. I couldn't believe how I had acted last night. I just wanted it to go away. "We need to talk."

"I'm sorry about last night," he said. I sighed, about to burst out into tears.

"I'm really... Can't you just tell everyone we broke up?" I pleaded. Baekhyun put his arm around me.

"Ummm, I don't think I can... They wouldn't believe me," he said.

"I can't do this anymore..." I whimpered. "I really can't. Please make it stop."

"Nicole, I'm so sorry," he said. "But I really need to tell you something." I took a deep breath and waited for his answer. "I think I love you."

"What?! No, you don't! You're out of your mind!" I yelled, breaking down. I liked Chanyeol, he was a great person, and he made me feel better. But I don't think I loved him. Of course, he was also the only guy to make me feel wanted.

"No. I know I love you. Do you... Do you... love me?" his stutter told me how much it would hurt if I said no.

"Chanyeol-ah.... I-"

"I should've known. I'm sorry I bothered you."

"Chanyeol, you're too good for me. Don't hurt yourself over me. You're such an amazing guy, and why would you waste your love on me?" I said.

"Because you're the best girl I've ever met. I love you, and I promise if I could ever see you again, I'd make you feel so much better than Baekhyun could make you feel," he told me with a shaking voice. I wasn't sure which boy was better.

Baekhyun was so good at forgiveness and making me feel better, but I knew how impulsive he was and he couldn't control himself. Chanye