Chapter 3

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When I woke up, I could tell that I'd been kissing my pillow.

I wiped the slobber off of my face and began to smile to myself.

Maybe I thought my pillow was Mark?

I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look too bad.

I started to turn on GOT7's song 'Stop Stop it' and tried doing the moves.

I looked like an idiot since A) I was in my underwear and B) I'm naturally stupid.

I went to the shower and washed up for about 10 minutes and put on light makeup as usual. I needed mascara and Chapstick the most, though.

I then got dressed into a white short sleeved shirt with a black collar. I wore black skinny jeans with it.

I decided to not go into the GOT7 dance practice room. I didn't want to be a burden to them anymore.

I still wanted to go in, though. Mostly to see Mark.

I got into my car with some toast in my hand.

In the parking lot, I got a text from Mark. 'Stay outside' it said. I wonder what he means.

I just shrugged it off and got into the car. I saw people looking at me and calling me foul words.

'What's going on?' I wondered as I opened the door to my car and asked the people with cameras personally.

"A rumor is spreaded around about you and Mark Oppa." I looked at the girl and then tried acting natural.

"Why do you think me and Mark are dating when we don't even talk to each other that much? Just friends from the same company, JYP. Who spread this?" I asked her calmly.

"I-I don't know. Sorry for the misunderstanding." She bowed her head and awkwardly walked away.

I got back inside my car and tilted my head back to look at the ceiling of the car.

I closed my eyes and sighed. Maybe if I called Lena, she would give me advice.

"Lena.. What's going on?" I asked her.

"I think you've been discovered. Every knows about it now." She responded.

"I'm going to go inside the building. Can you go to the entrance to support me? I want to be preserved as confident." She agreed and I hung up.

I got out of the car and waited for about five minutes until she got outside and we linked arms.

"Lena... I'm sorry for asking you to come.. I feel so bad." I whispered to her as we walked inside the building.

"No worries, that's what friends are for, right?" She responded.

"You're so cheesy sometimes, I love you for that." I laughed. Then Lena left me to go to her dance room.

Everyone was gasping and taking pictures as I entered each class with ease and confidence.

At the end of my schedule, I decided to call Mark.

He responded and let out a sigh. "How are you?" I asked him. He seemed to be fine, since he told me that he didn't get in trouble for these type of things.

Jackson was the only one that made a promise to JYP to not date.

I felt a bit mad since I was the only one in trouble for this.

"Mark Oppa. Meet me at the nearby café. The one that your mom owns." I said.

"Okay. Are you sure you're okay, though?" He asked me suddenly.

"Of course... I just have to continue to stay hidden, though." I answered, hanging up and heading to the shop. I walked there since it was close nearby.

I put on my dark shades and a black jacked that I had in my car. As I entered the shop, I could smell the nice breads and coffee.

I went up to the counter and saw Mark's mom. I never actually met her before as Mark's girlfriend. Maybe someday Mark could introduce me in that way.

I snapped out of my imagination when I kept hearing her asking me what I'd like to order.

Her voice is so sweet.

"Ah! I want a pumpkin spice latte. No whip cream and make it with extra love." I said, smiling at my last ingredient.

"Okay. I'll make sure to put a lot of love in it." She laughed and went to make the coffee.

I decided to sit down and take a few breaths to reflect on what I should do to make the rumor die down.

I turned my head and saw Mark entering.

He turned to his mom and smiled.

He's so cute when he smiles.

He hugged her and after their conversation, he sat across from me and held my head.

"Mark. Did you work hard today?" I asked him, trying to start up a conversation.

"They were waiting for you." He said, exspecting for me to sound happy.

"Tch. Even Jackson? That bastard. I outta teach him a lesson." I said with an attitude.

"What's wrong? Are you mad because he's hot and delicious like a Chicken Wang and you're not?" I laughed at his stupid pun.

"You will feel pain, Mark Tuan" I said, hopping onto his lap and jumping up and down.

"Okay, okay!" He said, giving up early.

"No fun, I already won. Goes to show that girls are better than guys." I stuck out my Tongue in a childish manner while my coffee arrived.

"Thank you." I bowed my head as she smiled back.

'What a nice woman' i Thought as I sipped down my coffee.

"As I was saying, Mark Twig." I took another sip and then continued my sentence. "Girls rule and boys drool. They suck." I whipped back my head and let out a satisfying laugh.

"I Thought girls were supposed to do that." He made a pouty face.

"OKAY TUAN, THATS IT!!" I got up and began to flick his face. I hopped on his lap again and jumped up and down.

"I gotta go." He said, checking his watch while putting down money on the counter.

As he got up, I tumbled onto the ground. "Gosh, Tuan. You're just like 'Master Chicken Wang' back at JYP." I said while getting up and dusting myself off.

He seemed In a hurry.

I got my coffee and ran to where he was "wait." I said, making him stop. He was a bit ahead than me.

"My kiss~" I said and ran up to him as he swung me around. I cupped his cheeks and we kissed. It was simple, but at that moment we didn't care that people might be staring.

After me and and Mark parted ways, i got into my car and drove home.

I wore a tee shirt that Mark left over and didn't even wear my pajamas pants like most nights.

This Tee smells so good. It smells like Mark. Is he thinking of me as I think of him? I wonder. All I know is that...

I love Mark Tuan.

I really do.

Goodnight Mark.

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