Getting It (in the process of deleting...maybe)
Description
I saw him. Everything else just blurred out, and he was the only thing i could see.
What happens when you take an average girl from America and move her to Korea? What happens when that girl starts working for S.M. Entertainment and meets SHINee??? And when love blossoms bewteen her and Key? :D
Foreword
“YOU DON’T CARE ABOUT ME!” she screamed. It startled me.
“YOU NEVER DID!” she continues and throws the bracelet i gave her. Then she starts crying.
“Why...”
“Why?” She stares at me. I gulp. Please, don’t.
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I lean against the wall. What am I doing? I shouldn’t even care anymore. I won’t let him play with my heart like that. I’m sorry, Key. I can’t be your friend. I can’t be anything. I’m not super tall, I’m not great, and I’m not the stunning model you wanted. So for me to think for a second that you could see me differently...heh. That’s only called a dream. A desire.
“Yuri...” Key said quietly.
“Just go. There’s no point for you to be here.” I tried to shoo him away.
“Yuri...Yuri please. Don’t do this.” I looked at him and scoffed.
“Don’t what? Don’t do something that you want?” I shook my head. “Whatever. Forget it, forget it all. I’m done with this.” I tried to make my way to the door, but I stumbled. And he caught me. My body just there in his arms. I stared into his eyes as he held me. For a moment I wanted to forget what happened, to forget my state of mind, that I was drunk. Sighhhhhh.
Key let go of me, and I couldn’t help but feel somewhat hurt by it. We both stood there. I glanced down at my feet, and then I heard him clear his throat.
“I do care, I care so much for you, Yuri...I-I just...I” I laughed. Man, was I being cruel.
“Don’t force yourself to lie, please I don’t want pity. I can-“
“STOP!” He yelled. He spun around and paced the room. Now I was surprised. My eyes followed him as he did this for fifteen secs, and then suddenly stopped. He studied me.
“Yuri..” He spoke softly and came close watching me. “I really do care, I care for you. Please don’t say those things. I hate it. Don’t act high and mighty if you don’t truely know what I’m feeling inside.” I inhaled this while closing my eyes.
“Then tell me. What are you feeling?”
new here. so be nice. =] mini preview. jajajaja. you like??? :)) i've had this wild thought in my head for awhile.
schools a drag, and reminds me i have homework. blehhhh ;p but i'll try to post the 1st chap later this weekend.
yayyyy~~~
comments are LOVE. ;DD
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