Chapter 3
Are You Happy?A/N: Yeah, this is a super long chapter. I hope you can deal with some stubbornness and corniess~ I actually like it though[:
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Siwon’s PoV
Why was she smiling?
“Don’t hate me for this.” She smirked.
What’s going on?
“I’m a pretty good actress, huh, oppa?” She started circling around me.
“Wha--? Who? So it’s--?” My eyes were flying around the building. I was starting to feel dizzy. When she came in front of me again, I grabbed her shoulders. “So you’re not pregnant?” I sounded too desperate.
“Ani.” She smiled. I breathe a sigh of relief. “Well, not completely.”
“Don’t play games with me Choi.” I half-joked, half-demanded.
“Oppa~” she whined. “Your girlfriend just got a major role in a new drama! She going to play a girlfriend who gets pregnant and then the couple’s lives grow after! Isn’t that great?!” She jumps into my arms.
I laugh, but I felt emotionally confused. “That’s great.” I say a bit lackluster. My girlfriend? Oh, yeah.
“Oppa~ don’t be mad. Please. The leading male isn’t nearly as cute as you.” She had her hand over my chest. I could feel my heartbeat against her hand.
Her partner wasn’t really something I was concerned about… at that moment. I was still surprised at what had just happened.
Hul~ I can’t believe I just said all of that!
Well I did speak my mind. At least she knows that I truly love her, something I’ve realized after what’s happened these past few months.
I had forgetton that I hadn't said anything for a while. “Don’t hate me, oppa.” She shook my arm weakly. I decided to play with her, too.
When she realized I wasn’t going to talk she hugged me. The way she talked sounded desperate. “If it makes you feel better, I think we could raise the kid. I’d find a job, maybe in America or in Paris, as a fashion designer or even a model. You wouldn’t have to leave SuJu though. We wouldn’t even have to tell the world. I’ll take responsibility. But I like the idea of getting married.” I feel her tightening the hug and I smile a bit, “Maybe, we could just elope or have a secret marriage. Yeah. It’d be hard to be hiding away, but I don’t want you to lose all your hard work because of me.” I looked down and she had tears in her eyes.
I finally spoke up. “Hey, if this ever occurred, remember it’s partially my fault, too.” I wipe her tears away. I’m happy no one used the stairwell, or we’d both be ed. “I’d be the appa, and you’re the eomma, and we’d have a mini Sooyoung or mini Siwon running all over out big beautiful house.” We walk up half a floor and continue our conversation. I put an arm around her and kiss the top of her head, now that we were practically alone. “I take back what I said,” She looked up with a sad eyes, “About the kid.” Her expression doesn’t change much. I reason with her. “I would feel guilty that having a child might ruin our future, but I’m glad I’d have it with you. We’ll struggle together and realize how much the baby is truly a gift, not a burden. We can live our lives realizing that even if we took each other’s ity before marriage, it was meant to be in the future anyways.” She smiles again, I see her tears about to fall, but she wipes them away herself.
“I love you, too, Siwon.” I parted from the hug and stared at her. It probably made her feel self-conscious. I wanted to see if she would say more, but she just looked down and played with her shoe. I waited for her to say more. “It seems soon, but with everything happening, I don’t regret giving my ity to you.” She looks up at me. “Saranghaeyo, oppa.” I never felt so happy. This almost beats SuJu’s first debut stage or out first win on a music show.
I jump around and shouted to myself “She said she loves me!”
Her eyes grew wide again, but still have a happy glint to it. “Siwon—someone might hear!”
I stop jumping and we both check to see if someone was entering the stairwell. When it was clear, I pick her up and sin her around.
“I could kiss you right now.” I spoke my mind again.
She giggles, looking around. I can see the blush forming on her cheeks.
“I’m serious.” I half-lie.
She looks around and gives me a quick peck on the cheek.
I stood there, a bit awestruck. She was about to leave. But I grab her wrists and pull her in for a passionate kiss.
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And there you have it[:
How was it? Yeah. The plotline was predictable, but the content was pretty good for a poorly educated 14-year-old. Haha. I know I'm pitying myself.
OMQ. I want to fix this up so bad! No time. Ugg. Time is an enemy!
Till next time! Please leave a comment!
Thinking of doing a epilogue. I realized I never used the name of the title in the story, so I might do so in a special chapter. I'll see[:
Thanks again lovely readers!
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