(CHANYEOL’S POV)
I see Allie waiting outside for her ride, standing next to the lamppost. It’s a pretty sunny day and the slight breeze feels nice.
Savannah is sitting on the bench with Whitney right across from Allie. There’s not a lot of people around, which is good. I feel nervous about doing this, but I will if it means Allie will come back to me.
I walk up to Savannah, and she says, “Oh hi, Chan-”
“Stand up.”
She slowly stands up, leaving her bag on the bench.
I put my hands on her waist and pull her in towards me, kissing her full on. She seems really surprised, but she kisses me back almost right after. I hear Whitney gasp as our lips collide. Her lips have this weird fruity taste to them, and I almost want to pull away, but then I realize that I have to make it seem passionate. Savannah puts her arms around my neck and we just stand there kissing for a good half a minute. I open my eyes slightly and out of the corner of my eye I can see Whitney cupping her hands around her mouth. She quickly picks up her bag and walks away steamily.
Finally, I pull away. Savannah looks at me wantingly. “What was that all about?” She breathes. Ugh. “You’ll see.” I smirk. I steal a quick glance at Allie, and her eyes are wide with puzzlement. Her mouth is slightly open. Her lips are ten times more beautiful than Savannah’s. Savannah’s are ruined by too much lip gloss and chapstick. I would rather kiss them, but I am willing to sacrifice a good kiss to Savannah if it means that Allie’s willing to kiss me in the future. Then a limousine pulls up and she walks to it, driving away. I can see that her hand is over her mouth. I’m not sure if what I did had the effect I wanted, but I sure hope so.
(ALLIE’S POV)
I’m sitting in the limo and my hand is still covering my mouth. Why would Chanyeol do that? I feel like my heart has just been shattered into a million pieces. The only part that has managed to stay whole was the part with Lay. I rub my eyes. I don’t even want to think about why Chanyeol chose to do that. What did he say again? I like you. I love you in fact. Then why would he go and kiss Savannah when he knew that I was right there?
I try to imagine me and Chanyeol switching roles. If I were him and he started to love another girl, I would definitely be jealous. Because technically he would already be mine.
Oh. Jealousy.
Everything is already set for Chanyeol. He’s only upset because if I don’t love him back, everything is ruined. His parents, my parents, our perfect “rich kid” reputation. Now I get it. He kissed Savannah because he wanted me to be jealous. So I would love him more than Lay.
Me: it didn’t work. Chanyeol, I think you’re great. Just like I said, we can date. We can do whatever. It’s just that Lay holds a very special place in my heart.
Chanyeol: Who is better? Me or him?
Me: I don’t know. You’re better than him in some aspects but he’s better than you in other aspects.
Chanyeol: I’ll prove it to you.
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