A/N Note: I know, it has been forever. I'm so sorry! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I'm sorry to say that this story is coming to an end short. I have to cut my plans short as I cannot update as often as planned!! Pleas eawait the last few chapter! Thank you for your support so far, I love you guys!

Ara POV
       Walking into class the next day, I felt someone interlace their hand with mine. Looking to my right, I saw Baekhyun's sly smile. "How you doing this morning, beautiful?" Baekhyun said with a smirk.
        I shook off his hand. "Baekhyun, don't do that. We aren't even going out," I accidentally said carelessly. I tried to enter the classroom again, but was dragged away by Baekhyun. I followed him up the stairs and onto the rooftop. Without letting go of my hand, he held me in an embrace.
         "Baekhyun-" I started but was cutted off by his sweet voice.
          "Call me Bae or Oppa like you used to, Ara." I could hear the desperation laced in his voice.
           "Baekhyun." I pulled out of his hug. "Don't be like this. We need to talk." I sighed. "You know, I hurt. I hated you for leaving. The intense feelings that have built up over two years won't just disappear over night."
            He hugged me again. "I know, Ara, I know. And I hated myself too. I still do. Why did I leave you? If I had enough courage to oppose my parents, why didn't I? Ara, everyday in America, I thought about you. My memories of you smiles were what got me through the cold days in America. I couldn't have done it without you. Despite not being by your side for so long, I love you. I love you, Ara. We never broke up. I'm s