Beautiful Tragedy - Hanbin x Rosé

X X X CHAPTER 7 X X X

Rośe's P.O.V

I was horrified.

He WAS more interested in Nayeon than me. I was overwhelmed with feelings all at once, and I stalked over to the table, tears brimming the corners of my eyes. Hanbin saw me coming and shrunk down in his seat, like a pathetic loser. When I got close enough, I spat out my words. "I wonder how many girls you kissed that homecoming night, Hanbin."

Hanbin opened his mouth to speak , his face coloring, but I interrupted, "Yeah, whatever. WHAT THE HELL? You must have thought it a real JOKE to make all these girls hopeful, and then CRUSH them when they found out you were KIDDING."

Again, Hanbin tried to say something, but I pushed a nearby chair down, clattering to the floor. I felt the eyes of everyone in the parlor staring at us, and Nayeon looked scared. I saw Hanbin give her a tender glance, and my fury swept up again as I burst out, "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!"

I heard my own voice echo, and I was spitting mouthfuls of hair as I continued, "This is My school. So stay the hell away from me."

As I left the building, I purposely spilled ice cream all over Nayeon, and she squealed , leaping to her feet. Hanbin also leapt to his feet, but for a different reason all together. "Rośe no!" He shouted, trying to get around the table to me , as I marched stiffly out of the store, "Come back and talk to me! Why do you have to be so fucking difficult?"

I whirled on him, nose to nose, "Are you KIDDING me?!"

I pushed him as hard as I could, and ran out of the shop as he tried to scramble back to his feet again. I still heard his voice echoing my name as I ran out to the sidewalk, tears burning my eyes. He's a douche. They are all just dumb douches.

Hanbin's P.O.V

I had to take Nayeon home after that episode. I threw my ice cream away, trying to ignore the stares of my friends as I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to my car. "Babe, what is going on?"

"Nothing."

I muttered , starting the engine. "And don't call me babe."

She laughed, and I was somehow furious at that. Rośe is somewhere crying about how much of an asshole I am, and Nayeon here doesn't give two shits about anything. Rośe cared that I liked someone else, and was mad that she had reason to believe I kissed someone else (which I hadn't). And Nayeon didn't care, as long as I didn't find out about her doing the entire football team at a late night party when she was 15. Well, I do. So why the hell did I say yes when she asked me out? Right. Because she has a pretty face I decided to give her a try. Well, look how great that turned out! I parked the car in front of her mansion, and she waited patiently , until I realized she wanted me to open the car door for her and walk her to her large brass door at the center of her house. No way. "Hey, you can leave now."

I mumbled grumpily, "I need to go see Rośe."

I barely exaggerated her name, but it was enough. Bright pink splotches appeared on her cheeks and she looked embarrassed and angry. "So I guess she's the one you want to date and not me?"

She flounced her hair and stared down at me. For a moment, she didn't look beautiful. She looked beady eyed, humiliated and fake. I sighed, and ran my fingers through my hair. "Yeah, pretty much." That did it. Nayeon wrenched open the door, slamming in behind her and stalked up to her house. I drove violently around her driveway, my tires spitting up gravel beneath them.

I need to find Rośe and explain that Nayeon and I had nothing going on, and she was indeed the only girl I kissed that night. In fact, I kissed Rośe every night after that perfect moment at the dance, in my very dreams. And she really had no idea how much she meant to me?