SeungHyun's POV

It was already past midnight when I received JiYong's call.  I was not asleep though.  After all, how could I fall asleep after Hilary left like that.  I was somehow angry at Hilary since she tried to run away again.  I knew my mother was being a little harsh on her but I was prepared to fight with her.  She really didn't have to worry about anything if she had faith in me.  I was upset that she chose to run away instead of trust me and fight with me.

I quickly got dressed and stormed out of the house.  I arrived in less than 30 minutes.  I rushed into AJ's and found Hilary already dropped into the sofa.

The first thing came out from my mouth, "You let her drink like this?"  I glared at JiYong.

He had his arms folded across his chest and let out a cold laugh, "Ha...  I could have taken her back to the hotel myself and you wouldn't even know she was here."

I sighed and bent my back forward to pull Hilary up, "Hilary, wake up!  Don't sleep now.  Let's get back to the hotel first.  Hilary?"  I patted her on the shoulder to wake her up.

Hilary slightly drew her brows and forced herself to open her eyes.  I sat down beside her and brushed her cheek, "How are you feeling?  Can you walk?"

She blinked a few times at me and mumbled, "CHOI SEUNG HYUN?  Didn't you say I'll never see you again?"  She pushed me away when she finished and crawled herself towards JiYong.

JiYong threw me a sharp stare and asked, "What the hell is that?"

I tried to pull Hilary back to myself as I said, "Nothing that you need to worry about."  Hilary kept pushing me away and I just couldn't stable her.

"Nothing?  She got herself drunk and you are telling me nothing happened?  I've only seen her like this once before.  The last time was right here at AJ's as well.   I'm sure that was because of YOU.  And obviously, this time is because of YOU too.  What did she mean by she'll never see you again?  You guys fighting already?" JiYong reached out his arms and pulled Hilary to himself.

"Stay out of this, JiYong!" I demanded.

"I called you because you are her boyfriend now.  But it seems to me that she doesn't want to go with you." JiYong straightened his back and said with a straight tone.

I gritted my teeth and tried to calm myself down.  I picked up Hilary's bag and said, "Hilary, let's go back to the hotel first.  We can talk then.  Please!"

Hilary shook her head and looked at me with her drunken eyes, "You said...  if I walk away...  never... see you again."

She wiggled a little and put her hand on her chest and continued, "I LEFT.   So.   I.  AM.  NOT.  SEEING.  YOU.   Bye Bye!  Give me back my bag!"  She grabbed the chain of her bag and pulled the bag away from me.  She put her hand on JiYong's shoulder to help her stand up on her feet.  She turned to JiYong and said, "My dear friend, take me back.... to the hotel.  I think, I am...  a little... drunk..."

JiYong stood up immediately to catch her before she fell, "Gosh!  What is wrong with you two?"

"Just give her to me.  I'll take her back.  She's just upset.  I'll take care of her."  I grabbed Hilary by the arm and tried to pull her back to me.  JiYong hung on to her on the other side and said, "I'll walk you guys out.  She doesn't seem to listen to you."

I looked up at him and nodded relunctantly since it didn't seem I had a choice, "Thanks."

He sighed heavily, "You really do owe me, Choi SeungHyun!"

I somehow didn't know what to say.  JiYong chuckled, "Let's just get this drunken lady out of here first."

I nodded again with a frozen smile.

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JiYong's POV

I drove and followed them from behind back to the hotel, since I was worried about Hilary.  We stopped our cars at the staff entrance instead at the front.  I watched SeungHyun Hyeong battled with Hilary and tried to drag her out of the car.

I let out a heavy sigh and got out of mine, "Let me help you!"

SeungHyun Hyeong gave me a stay-out-of-this look and said, "I can handle it."

I let out a soft laugh and threw him a quick glance out of the corner of my eye, "No, you cannot.  At least, let me help you to get her upstairs.  Then, I'll leave.  We don't want to make any scene here."

He slightly nodded to approve.

I reached out my arm to grab Hilary by hers, "Hill, let's get you upstairs!  Come on, girl!"

"JiYong Oppa?" Hilary looked up at me and said with a drunken smile.

"Yes, Kwon JiYong here.  Shall we go now?"

Hilary slid her arm under mine and clung to me closely, "Mr. Kwon, let's go upstairs and drink again.  I heard we have a new shipment of wine came in yesterday."

I wrapped my arm around her waist and slightly pulled her up on her feet, "Whatever you say!  Let's go upstairs first.  You don't want to let anybody see you like this."

I heard SeungHyun Hyeong sighed heavily behind us.  I said, "Choi Jonmu Nim, would you mind open the door for us?"

He threw me a sharp glare and walked over to the door.  He had Hilary's Chanel dangling from his index finger.  And he definitely didn't look too happy.  But contrarily, I just couldn't help but chuckle at him.

"Shut up!" He mumbled.

"What?  What did I say?" I laughed softly as I walked inside with Hilary.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Just move forward."

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We finally arrived Hilary's suite.

"Kwon JiYong, let's drink!" Hilary kicked off her heels and put her legs up on the sofa while she pulled the blanket over her lap.

I gently patted her on the head and said, "Yes.  Yes.  I'll call room service and get us a few bottles.  You rest for a while, OK?"

She nodded with another drunken smile.  I turned around and gave SeungHyun a nod before I left the suite.  Just before I stepped out of the suite, SeungHyun said, "Thanks, JiYong!"

I waved my hand up in the air and walked out of the suite.

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SeungHyun's POV

When I got back to the living room, Hilary has already fallen asleep.  I carefully picked her up and put her on her bed.  I tried to cover her with the quilt but she pushed me away and grabbed the quilt herself.  She pulled the quilt up to her chin and turned her back away from me.

"Hilary!" I said softly.

"Go away.  I want to sleep." She mumbled under the quilt.

I climbed onto the bed and sat beside her.  I gently patted her head and said softly, "Hilary, if you are not too drunk now, let's talk.  Let's talk things out.  I really don't want us to hold any grudges because of what happened earlier.  Hilary, please!"

Hilary swung my hand away and mumbled, "What is there to talk about?  You said if I walked out again, I would not see you again.  Well, I walked out.  So, I am not seeing you again."

I let out a heavy sigh and asked, "Do you really mean it?"

She hesitated a second and said, "Like you said, I mean what I said."

I couldn't help but chuckle at her words.  Her mocking tone was actually very cute.  I tried to pull away her quilt but she hung onto it tightly.

"Hilary, I'm sorry.  I was a little over-reacted.  I shouldn't have said what I said and I didn't mean any of it.  Please, don't be mad, OK?  You were trying to run..."

She flipped the quilt away and threw me a sharp glare as she sat up and said firmly, "I WAS NOT RUNNING AWAY.   You made the wrong assumption that I was running away and threatened not to see me again."  Tears filled her eyes as she raised her voice a little.  She drews her brows together tightly and pursed her lips as if she would burst out crying any second.

I tried to pull her close to me but she pushed me away and said, "Don't touch me!  Now it's not up to you to decide whether I'll be seeing you or not.  Now it's me not wanting to see you."

I couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.  Hilary continued as a tear fell down her cheek, "I put up with your mother the whole afternoon and tried the best I could to please her; but I failed.  No matter what or how I did, she just either ignored me as if I w