http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovVfLancwys   Summer had officially started for you. Since that special night between you and the boys, the thirteen of you grew even closer together than you were before. (If that were even possible.) Yoonjung never texted you back and eventually, you stopped trying.    Not because you don’t care, but because sometimes, the people you want to have most in your life, are the ones that you have to let go; the ones you’re better off without.    It hurt knowing that she chose to give you the silent treatment rather than solving the problems in your friendship. Nonetheless, it was her choice and you were done trying. When you cared a great deal about someone, you fought your hardest for them, but one can fight for something for so long until they’ll grow exhausted. You were human, and you had feelings and you had your own life to deal with, too.    Thankfully, you had your twelve best friends who remained by your side every single day. They made you laugh, they made you angry, they made you frustrated to the point you want to punch them and then hug them for being so darn adorable that it made it hard for you to ever hate them. They made you feel things you haven’t felt in years, not even with Yoonjung, or Daehyun and not even your parents.    The night prior, you and your boys had stayed up until 4 in the morning for late night movies and popcorn. Horror movies were your favourite, but the boys found them unappealing and too gory for their taste. Sehun and Tao were the ones screaming for dear life, while you were laughing your off. It was no surprise that on this particular Saturday morning the thirteen of you had slept in later than usual.    You were peacefully in dreamland when the sound of your phone ringing made your dream vanish and your eyes to fly right open. Groggily, you grabbed it off your nightstand and clicked answer.   “Hello?” You said in your thick morning voice.    The person on the other line chuckled. “Rise and shine sleepy-head.”   That voice... that low, familiar husky voice.   Instantly, your senses tingled and you perked up. “Daehyun oppa?”   He chuckled again; the type of chuckle that used to make your heart melt into a deep warm puddle. “Yes, it’s me.”    You smiled a bit before letting out a small yawn. “What’s up Daehyun oppa?” You sat up in a more comfortable position and crossed your legs. You rubbed your tired eyes and waited for his reply.    “Sorry about the delay in messaging you. I know I promised to get back to you with a weeks notice about my birthday plan, but I was so busy I had no time to plan out the party.” Daehyun apologized.   Your eyes widened. *OH DANG! GOOD THING HE WAS BUSY BECAUSE I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT HIS BIRTHDAY.... SHIET.*    “It’s okay,” you assured him in the calmest voice you could give him. “Happy belated birthday by the way.” You sweetly added in.    Daehyun smiled and pressed the phone closer to his ear. “Thank you. Anyways, it’s summer now, I won’t be as busy as I was before. I’ll have a lot more time for... all of my friends now.” He hesitated a bit before speaking again. “But the real reason I called was that I wanted to invite you to my birthday party.”   “I thought so. You never call me out of the blue like this.” You .    “Hey,” Daehyun protested. “You just never pick up your phone.”   You laughed. “