Chapter 4 

❝I wish to never see that person again❞

Krystal

"Ughhhhh, Marie!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs from under the covers. "Marieeeeee!!"

I heard the squeak of my bedroom door opening, a nervous voice piping up, "Yes Ms. Krystal?"

"Get the usual for my hangover please… And make it double. Also, take Mickey away for his salon appointment at Puppy Palace please..." I waved her off as she gently closed my door. Even that sounded like a bomb had been dropped in my room. I sat up in bed, realizing I was still in my costume from last night. How did I even get home? I checked my cell phone on my bedside table, noticing I had quite a few text messages that all consisted of questions of the same subject.

Apparently, I had gone home with another boy, other than my brother or boyfriend.

I looked around my room; there were no clothes belonging to any stranger strewn, nor was I . I shook my head, confused at the text messages... Come to think of it… I did have an image of a boy, possibly from my dreams. In the dream, I was riding a magic carpet with Jay and some other stranger while singing some kind of song... I gasped as I felt a sudden surge in my stomach crawl up my throat. Uh-oh... I jumped out of my bed, heading for  my restroom. In no time, I had found myself throwing up in the toilet bowl. As I was throwing up, I realized that someone else's hands were holding back my hair, as mine were busy holding myself over the edges of the bowl. I figured it was Jay, knowing that he usually helped me out in situations like these.

"Thank you J--" I wiped my mouth, looking up. He wasn’t my brother.

He was the beautiful stranger from my magic carpet ride dream.

"OH MY GOD," I shrieked a man-horse outcry resonating from within, a result from last night’s singing. I backtracked, hitting the wall in the process. I pointed at the stranger in the suit, "WHO THE ARE YOU AND WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN MY HOME?!?!"

The guy chuckled slightly before bowing to me, "Hello, my master. Do not be frightened by my appearance. I am Luhan, a Genie from the land of EXO and I am here to grant you... Two wishes of your choice."

I heard myself laugh out of my delirious mind. "Genie?!" I wobbled, trying to stand upright. "GENIE?!" Oh god, this was the side effects of the hangover wasn't it?! “The you are..." I grabbed the toilet plunger, pointing it at him, "Get out of my sight this instant, I will not hesitate to scream."

The guy put his hands in his pockets, "If you want me out of your sight, then I insist you impose two wishes that I may grant for you."

"Wishes?!" I guffawed, threateningly fixating the plunger closer to his face. "Wishes?!" I shook my head, rolling my eyes. "I must still be dreaming." Maybe if I poked him a bit… he’d go away?

I swiftly jabbed the plunger at the stranger, who stuck out his hand. My plunger disappeared out of thin air, only leaving a smoky outline of where it used to be. I looked at my empty hands, then back at the smiling stranger. This was a dream. This is all a dream. This is all a ing dream. I will either wake up once again...Or with this hanging in the air, I could SO totally see myself getting it on with this hot & mysterious man in front of me.

At least, that's what I was trying to convince myself.

"JayYYYY!" I hailed at the top of my lungs as I flattened myself against the wall. The man continued eyeing me, coming closer. Was he staring at me because I was partly ? Those brown chocolate orbs were seriously drinking up the last of my stability, it’s genuinely scaring me. "JayYYYYY!!"

"Whae?! Whae?! Whae?!" Jay groggily ran towards my room, scratching his head and his stomach under his PJ's. "Noona!"

"LOOK AT THIS!" I pointed at the man who was still smiling at me. "THERE IS A STRANGER IN MY RESTROOM."

Jay widened his eyes, surveying around. He looked at me, confounded, "What stranger?? It's just the two of us in here..." He waved me off, turning around to go back to his room. "It's probably just the leftover alcohol talking..."

"LOOK RIGHT HERE THOUGH!!" I pulled up the courage to grab the arm of the stranger and dragged him in front of my brother. "RIGHT HERE!" I waved his arm in front of his face, trying to convince him of this so-called "genie's" presence. Jay shook his head, giving me a slight flick on the forehead with his finger.

"Noona, there is nobody there," Jay persisted, waving his hand to where the stranger's body was supposed to be. I watched as Jay's hand sliced through the body as if he was just chopping air. The man just stood there, watching all the chopping motions go through his body. He looked at me and shrugged.

"NO. NONONONO," I exclaimed as I let go of the man's arm, standing beside Jay to look at the stranger from his point of view. I could still see the man in the suit. "You seriously can't see him, Jay?! He’s just standing there, smiling and laughing as if I’m an idiot." Which to some extent, I felt like I was; I mean, convincing my brother of some so-called "genie"?

A GENIE FOR GODSAKE.

"Noona. You REALLY need to lay off the alcohol... It's messing with your brain now" Jay shook his head and went for the door, ignoring my calls for him to come back. I gave up when I heard him shut of my bedroom door. I turned to the stranger.

"Like, am I the only one who can see you? Do you choose to show yourself to people you want? ‘Cause I got a whole bunch of text messages saying that I left the party with a man other then my boyfriend. And now my own brother can't see you?!" I asked, copying my brother’s motions of slicing him. My actions made contact with his physical body, making me gasp in shock; not only was he physically fit, but he was actually REAL. The slight realization of this not being a dream slowly started coming into my head. I pointed at him with a shaky finger, "You... the magic carpet dream..."

"Correction," The man put up a finger. "The magic carpet ride was NOT a dream. But, rather, reality since it was a wish you had wanted me to grant.”

"A wish?! Magic carpet ride?!" I let out a huff. "Nope, this is all a dream." I walked past him, diving into my bed. "I will close my eyes and when I wake up, you will be gone. Yes. Gone... as in g-o-n-e, gone."

I hid myself under the covers and closed my eyes, taking deep breaths. This was seriously freaking me out. How the hell can a man like him be standing in my room in an irresistible looking suit, face, smile... Oh my god, he was too perfect to be true. 

This was definitely one of those things they called a beautiful nightmare, right?

I shut my eyes, forcing myself to think of the situation in a meaningful manner. All I remember is dancing, drinking, singing... My fingers lingered around my necklace. As if a jolt ran through my body, my eyes opened just as quickly. I sat up in bed, letting the covers fall off my face. I slowly turned my head like a possessed doll, lifting my finger to point at the genie-man who was sitting on my couch. I had a faint image of myself rubbing the lamp between my fingers, shouting something about a genie just for the hell of it. Another flashback penetrated my mind of what halmeoni had said about the necklace when I was back in Korea.

"The story that halmeoni was telling me about this...." I held the little charm in between my fingers. "You don't happen to have anything to do with this, do you?"

"And your dog barking at my presence was my doing as well." He brought his one leg on top of his other, criss-crossing his legs… midair. "Anymore questions master, or shall we get this thing over with?" He was taking this too casually, as I sat there beginning to get annoyed by the arrogance he was exuding.

If it wasn’t for him coming in here unannounced, I would have gladly flirted with him in other circumstances. If he was lucky, which he mine as well be with those god damn hot looks, we could getting other things over with...

"Get what thing over with?" I pulled up the covers over my body, fear setting in as he floated closer towards me. It’s as if his eyes were throwing me little arrows of lust, and if I didn't know any better, I was probably returning the favor too.

Look, as much as I dd want him.... Genies weren't rapists were they?

Luhan

The look this girl was giving me was priceless. I couldn't help but think that my irresistible natural charm and looks were not something that she expected. Maybe she expected genies to look like weird cartoons similar to the one from that movie, Aladdin, which she mentioned when she was drunk on the magic carpet. I bet she never expected a handsome Genie like me to grant her wishes.

Nor did she expect a genie in her presence at all.

"Let's keep this on simple terms, shall we, Miss Krystal?" I sat myself down on her bed, my legs still criss-crossed. "You want me out of this... what you think is a dream, correct?"

She nodded.

"Then it’s simple." I snapped my fingers, flashing my words in a little cloud, figuring Barbie Dolls like her were more of on the visual side. "Make your 2 wishes under a few conditions," The words were spelled out in front of her with little stick figures acting out the actions. "No killing. No wishes for more wishes. No making somebody fall in love with you." I turned to her, waving the little cloud away. "Got that?”

She scrunched her face up. Oh god, she was confused... I braced myself for the dumb, obvious questions ahead.

"Wait, aren't I supposed to have three wishes though?" She started counting off her fingers and did some unnecessary calculations midair. Oh, surprisingly it is not a dumb obvious question... I wagged my finger at her.

"Two. You used one last night, wishing for a magic carpet ride home." I popped up another cloud replaying the scene of said event. I watched as dropped, probably from the shock that her stupidity wasted such a precious gift.

"OH MY GOD" She pointed at the image of herself in the cloud, "I LOOKED LIKE THAT LAST NIGHT?!" She cared more about her appearance then the wish she had just wasted?? "Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god..." She flailed her arms around as she grabbed her phone, "There better not be any tagged pictures of me on Instagram from last night after the alcohol effect!! OMG. Or worse....WHAT IF THERE ARE SNAPCHATS OF ME!?”

Now I was the one sort of in shock.

I cleared my throat, turning her attention back to me. "Master, you have two wishes left to make, yes?”

"Oh right!" She put her phone down, biting her lip as if she was thinking. Then she shrugged, "I've got nothing. Ask me again in... oh, I don't know a day or two?" Then she went back to looking at her phone.

A day or two?! A day?! Or two?! I clenched my fists to control the anger seething inside me. If I were to stay that long, it would break my personal best record of 1 day and 3 hours.

"But, mas—“

"What's your name again?" She interrupted, without even realizing it. I took a deep breath, controlling my power within to not disintegrate her into thin air.

"Luhan. My name is Luhan.”

"Luhan." She naturally rolled my name off of her tongue, then shrugged and started typing something on her phone. "My friends saw you leaving with me last night and because of you, I now have to make up excuses. Ugh..." The tapping of her artificial nails was the only sound heard between us as I tried to think of what to do. She wasn't taking me seriously, and I was beginning to hate it. She was testing the last of my patience which meant it was time for me to take action.

I waved my hand, causing her phone to dangle mid-air.

"HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!" She reached for her phone, but I flicked my wrist towards the opposite direction. She went that way, but I flicked my wrist again to its original position. We kept this up for a while until Krystal let out a low growl, giving up like a cat bored with its ball of yarn. In some ways she was like a cat: feisty and full of attitude.

I hated cats.

"WILL YOU JUST PLEASE STOP?” She finally screamed as she suddenly pounced on the phone, falling on top of me, grabbing it successfully.

"Miss Krystal I have your--oh my!" Krystal and I looked behind us. The maid from earlier was carrying in a breakfast tray from the door and she looked shocked to seeing the scene in front of her. I smiled at Krystal.

"Breakfast in bed, babe? Awe, you shouldn't have..." I motioned my hand to the coffee table in the living area, "Just please set it there." The maid nodded quickly, doing her duty while mumbling something about Mickey.

"BABE?! WHO ARE YOU CALLING BABE?!" She pushed herself off of me, letting out a rough huff as she walked over to the coffee table where her breakfast was. "Besides, how the hell was she able to see you when Jay can’t?!"

I shrugged, "You startled me with your cat-like jump so I couldn't put up my shield quick enough. But don't worry... I installed in her memory that I am your boyfriend who was allowed to stay the night and—“

"BOYFRIEND?!" Krystal stabbed the piece of Spam with a knife. "WHO IN HELL’S NAME SAYS YOU ARE MY BOYFRIEND?!" She started speaking a string of threats and cuss words under her breath as she downed a glass of water. "For your information, LUHAN, I have a boyfriend who’s NOT you. So... I suggest you un-install that memory out of my maid's head and anyone else who you affected with your creepy Genie powers."

I looked at the clock; time was passing by and she still had two wishes left. By this rate, I might be here for a week. The other genies must be laughing at me by now since I told them to "watch and learn" from what might be my first failure. And, did she jsut call my Genie Powers creepy? Since when was I creepy? If anything I was  considered a miracle.

"Fine I'll do that and even disappear as if this never happened." Krystal turned her head slowly to me; bait caught. "If and only if... you make your 2 wishes right here and now.”

"Right here and now?" She questioned.

"No, in two years, 3 days, 7 hours and on the 134th second..." I sarcastically said. She just rolled her eyes at me, but put a curious finger to her chin. For once she was actually thinking about it, or so I thought. I wouldn't imagine this kind of face had an intelligent brain to go along with it.

"Hmmm... It seems someone’s in a rush, huh?" She smiled as if she was formulating a plan to counterattack mine. The look on her face was surprisingly y and intimidating as she bit her bottom lip in thought.

"Oh, no master, no rush! No rush!" I tried to charm my way in an attempt to convince her otherwise. I went as far as to walking in front of her, settling myself down on one knee. "Please, I only want what is best for you. To give you what you desire and want most.”

I tried not to gag; I can't believe I was using this tactic.

"Well, Luhan my Genie," she flipped her hair from one side to the other. "What if I were to say that I'm afraid that there is actually nothing I desire or want at the moment. Cause as you can see..." She pointed at our surroundings, "I already have everything any girl would ask for: money, popularity, a boyfriend..." She took her glass of water, swirling it around as if it was Chardonnay. "Besides, I only make wishes on candles placed on my cake with my upcoming age and beautiful name on it. That way I know that my wish will come in a form of a box or boxes depending on what I feel like receiving that year." She looked at the date on the TV screen. "And oh look... I won't be making any wishes until..." She started counting her dainty little fingers. "Oh 7 months away?”

My heart skipped a pulse in its rhythm, dropping to the bottom of my rib cage. Did she just say 7 months?! As in 7 WHOLE MONTHS?! I couldn't help but look a bit astounded. Although I quickly pulled myself together, straightening out my suit and tie. With a quick snap of my finger, the tray of food in front of her disappeared.

If I couldn't get her to wish on her own, I would have to just do it with a bit of force.

"Hey! Give me back my food!" She stood up, running towards me but I jumped, floating to the ceiling.

"Why don't you just wish for it, hmmm??" I cocked a smile at her.

Just make the wish rich b*tch... Just make the damn wish.

Officially Posted On

June 2, 2015