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Thank you girl.
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So when I got home it was about 11PM and I didn't forget to call Jinyoung... but he beat me to it.
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"..Yeoboseyo?" I asked cautiously.
"-Sigh- Where have you been?" he asked boredly.
"With my friend"
"Doesn't he have a name?" he asked, somewhat with irritation in his voice.
"You wanna know? It's Block B's Zico" I snapped.
"Oh wow, so you ditched me for my rival?"
"How is he your rival?" I argued.
"B1A4 and Block B!" he said, shocked.
"So? Aren't you guys friends?!?!"
"Yes but my girlfriend just ditched me today for--"
"I made plans with him beforehand!"
"And you didn't want me to come along? I mean it was just a friend thing right?"
"Yes!" I said trying to sound confident but ended with a shaky voice.
"..I saw you guys" he suddenly said then hung up.
"HEY!" I shouted to the mouthpiece, but it was too late.
I slowly put my phone down and just stared at it, I felt so... guilty. Heck, I felt horrible. I felt selfish because I wanted Zico but I didn't want to lose Jinyoung either.. shaking my head I made my way to my closet to change into my PJ's;
Then I crawled under my sheets trying to put a smile on my face before going to bed, but I felt like .
"I'm sorry..." I sobbed.
Jinyoung was always there for me, he was so sweet, caring, he has the looks, he's manly and he's.. my complete opposite. And Zico.. Zico..he was a only ever a friend that I grew fond of.
I lost him.
"I lost him" I whispered.
I tried calling and calling but he won't pick up, he won't reply to my text messages either.
"JINYOUNG!" I shouted until my eyes shot open.
I was still in my clothes when I was out with Zico, and I passed out on the couch!
It was just a dream. Just a dream.
"Hyemi.. what are you doing?!" I asked myself
"Is it Zico or Jinyoung?"
Short update 3 Don't hate, appreciate -gangsta face- yo idek what I'm talking about x) so how's Hyemi so far? ey? no~
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