That Girl Next Door

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He's an arrogant, cocky, player, handsome, rich kid.

She's a sweet, witty, smart-mouthed pretty girl next door.

A one-week old baby infront of his doorstep.

Need I say more?

 
 
 
The true love story of a real fake.
 
The story goes like this...
 
 
 
Ding-dong.
 
 
I lazily opened my eyes because of the non-stop annoying sound of the doorbell. I forcefully lifted my body up from the bed I was lying onto.
 
 
The sound of the doorbell came to a stop as soon as I grabbed the knob. I hastily opened the door, and was pissed even more when a cold wind welcomed me. I peeked outside and turned my head to the right, trying to check for some sign and then to the left. After ensuring that the hallway to my apartment building was cleared, and there were no signs of an intruder, I grabbed a hold to my door. I was about to close it when I heard a loud muffled cry.
 
 
A loud sweet cry.
 
 
A loud...
 
 
baby cry?
 
 
I moved my head down to where the sound came from, and there infront of my door was a small brown basket.
 
 
My eyes widened and I knelt down infront of it. I lifted the pale blue blanket inside and that's when I saw a red faced baby in a blue hat.
 
 
On top of his stomach was an envelope with "Kwon Jiyong" written infront. 
 
 
I immediately ripped off the envelope and read the letter.
 
 
Jiyong,
 
I know I surprised you with this one. I don't know how to tell you, so I decided to do it this way. He is your son... name him whatever you want. It wasn't planned, we both know it was just for fun, but this happened. Get a paternity test for all I care, he is yours and I'm positive of it. I'm not a mother, I can't be a mother, I'm twenty-three years old and I can't do this. If you don't want him either, give him up. I tried to love the thing that was growing inside me but I failed. When I saw him for the first time, it was like I didn't even gave birth to him. I am not ready for this. I know you will be a good father. Good luck, Jiyong.
 
Sohee
 
 
My mind went blank, in shock, kneeling in front of the basket with a baby that was claimed to be mine.
 
 
I have no freaking clue what the hell was going on.
 
 
I have a baby?
 
No. I have a baby, period.
 
 
I am alone with a baby. My baby, apparently.
 
 
My thoughts were drifted back to reality when I heard footsteps coming...louder and louder.
 
 
Suddenly, I lifted my head up and I swear my eyes were threatening to bulge out of their sockets as realization hit me.
 
 
My parents.
 
 
Mom and Dad.
 
 
They're here. My sweet mom and my perfect dad.
 
 
.
 
 
"Oh, Jiyong. My son!" My mom cheered as soon as she was just several inches from me.
 
 
"M-mom." I stuttered as I tried to sound normal, but unfortunately failed.
 
 
She smiled and I looked at my Dad and saw where his attention at.
 
 
Holy .
 
 
"Who is this kid?" He asked in a stern voice.
 
 
My Mom's eyes glistened and ran in front of the basket.
 
 
"Oh, God Jiyong. Why didn't you tell us?"
 
 
But before I could answer, my Dad spoke.
 
 
"Where's the mother?"
 
 
My face turned horror shock.
 
 
I couldn't tell him this baby is mine. I couldn't tell him he is left to me by his mother. I couldn't tell him those things because I'm sure he will kick me out. My Dad is a perfect person. He does everything right. Everyone knows how perfect his name is...our name is. Noone messes that...even me...his own son.
 
 
I'm screwed...perfectly.
 
 
"I...ugh..."
 
 
I was cut off when I heard a faint cough behind me, I didn't realize we were actually blocking the hallway until then.
 
 
"Excuse me," she said.
 
 
"Her." I said, pointing to my left side. I didn't know where the that came from, but I felt relieved when I heard a faint sigh coming from my Dad. I knew he bought that one.
 
 
Yes.
 
 
I turned to my left and was welcomed by a pair of creasing eyebrows.
 
 
My jaw dropped when I realized who she was.
 
 
 
That.
 
 
 
 
 
That girl next door.
 
 
 

 

 

He's an arrogant, cocky, player, handsome, rich kid.

 

She's a sweet, witty, smart-mouthed pretty girl next door.

 

A one-week old baby infront of his doorstep.

 

 

Need I say more?

 

Foreword

Hi everyone!

Call me WickedOreos. A big fan of Daragon, and also of fanfictions.

I wrote this on impulse...you know that moment when an inspiration suddenly struck you like lightning!

Anyway, thank you for giving this story a chance. I'll do my best not to disappoint you.

Because in my mind, GD is for Dara only and Dara is for GD only!

xoxo

 

Credits to XoXoByunBaek of Jelly Bubble Graphic Shop for the amazing poster!

WickedOreos
I miss Daragon. Good thing BTS is filling that empty space in my ❤️

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pluie625 #1
Chapter 24: Just came across this story and when I’m so engrossed reading, it’s the last chapter and i hope you’ll continue this authornim. I wanna read more and know how their live story unfold. Please and thank you.
gpl_nicole #2
Chapter 24: Update soon authornim! Thank you..
PinkySwear90117
#3
Chapter 24: Please do not abandon this story ???
Vishti #4
Chapter 24: Yes plz update.
maithalili #5
Chapter 24: OMG.. Authornim pls update.. Jebal..
Meliazmc_ #6
Chapter 24: Dear authornim ... Please continue to write this story juseyo. Fighting!
princessjane821
#7
Chapter 24: Authornim update pleasee. Take care. Fighting!
freckles #8
Chapter 24: Still awaiting for your update/s. . . . :-D
gpl_nicole #9
Chapter 24: Update pls authornim.. I love reading your story and im excited what gonna happen next!