With love, Bobby (KPOP)

15 - Drunk Ashlee & Troubled Tuan.

The nightclub was crowded with drunk people, patrons grinding on each other on the dance floor and of course, guys hitting the girls. When I say 'hitting', I meant that they were flirting with the girls.

Don't ask me why and how I ended up being a nightclub. An innocent girl like me went to the convenience store near the university and bought herself two bottles of beer. I'm not a heavy drinker and don't drink that often which leads to me being tipsy for a little while. While walking on the streets, a group of guys and girls dragged me into an unknown club. That's how I ended up in this place.

"Guys! Raise up your glasses," I shouted loudly and stood on the long bar table. "Here's to being wasted and drunk. Here's to ditching ex-boyfriends and celebrate being single!!!"

The crowd in front of me started shouting and we were gulping a glass of own drink from then on. Once that was done, I got down from the table which led to me landing on the floor. Embarrassing but hey, who even cares? There isn't any sober person in the club anyway.

"Hey sweetheart, you look beautiful tonight. So...sexy," A stranger walked up to me and traced the line of my shoulders.

"Get your hands off of me jerk," I said as I gulped down a second round of vodka. "I ain't interested in any guys like you,"

"Oh, don't you worry baby girl. I'm not a man, I'm a woman," I spin my chair to look at her. She held both of her breasts and squeezed it in front of me. "See I'm a woman,"

I laughed like a child. "Ooohhh myyy gooshhhh so big," I placed my hand over them and started shaking them.

"ASHLEE!"

My actions were interrupted by someone calling out my name. I blinked my eyes a few times to see who it was. "Bobby?" I said.

"Come on, lets go home," He said as he carried me out of the club bridal style. I swung my arms around his neck.

"Oh my, it's been a longggggg time baby," I kissed his cheeks. "Where have you...been? I've missed you sooooooo much,"

"Stop it Ashlee. You're drunk," he sternly replied.

"Aww, why so serious baby? Come on let's go to a nearby hotel and then we can get the party started," I giggled.

Bobby was still carrying me while we were walking at the pathway. As he was walking...."Omg put me down. Put me down now I'm going to puke!" I said abruptly.

He put me down and now I was standing beside a drain. I started puking everything out. Bobby was the one who tapped my back as well as grabbing my hair.

Once I finished throwing everything out, Bobby offered his handkerchief. "We should stay at a hotel for the night. Come on," He suggested and then, carried me to a nearby five star hotel.

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[MARK'S POV]

3.13AM.

Ashlee is not yet found. What a terrible boyfriend I am.

I was now at home with Kris. The both of us searched for Ashlee, and I could admit we searched more than 20 clubs and we never managed to find her.

"Mark," Kris called me. "I think we should go and sleep now. It's already late and you have lessons tomorrow, don't you?"

"I need to find Ashlee," I gave him a bloodshot stare. Yes, at this ungodly timing, I am very determined to find Ashlee. What if she got raped by someone? What if she is brought home by a stranger and he does things to her?

"Look, I know Ashlee is very important to you but man, you need some rest. Come on, let's go," Kris grabbed my arm and pushed me towards the spiral stairs.

"Alright, you win," I madly said. "But if anything happens to Ashlee, I'm going to blame you no matter what,"

"WHAT?! Wait, I didn't do anything at all!" Kris retaliated. "Relax okay Mark? I have a very strong feeling that she is safe. Trust me on this one,"

I sighed. "Whatever," I mumbled as I entered Ashlee's bedroom. I laid on the bed that the both of us sleeps in every day. My eyes are slowly closing. This is what I need now - her scent to put me to sleep.

No I'm not Edward Cullen. But her scent lingering around the pillow that she uses to sleep on is the only reason to make me calm down and not panic at this instant.

As time passes by, I realized that I was in my world of darkness.

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I woke up to the worse headache I've ever had. I opened my eyes slowly, only to be welcomed by an unfamiliar room. This is odd...How did I even end up here? Then, the door to the room opened. It was Bobby, dressed up in only his grey hod-die and black sweatpants. He was all sweaty and all.

"Bobby? What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I went out for a jog, and went to do some shopping to buy clothes for you," he replied as he placed a bag on the bed. "And good morning to you too,"

"Good morning," I replied. "Hmm...How did I even end up here?" I asked.

"Well, I found you in the club yesterday night with some girl flirting with you,"

Oh my goodness, a freaking girl? If it's a guy I would understand but A GIRL?! "This is so embarrassing," I mumbled to myself.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed of. We tend to do stupid things when we're drunk," he said. He brought a tray of plain water and toast towards me. "Drink this and eat," he ordered.

Surprisingly, I did whatever he said. Whoa, breakfast in bed. Wait, wait a minute! I gently placed the tray at the side and lifted up the blanket. THANK GOD, I AM FULLY CLOTHED!

"How did...How am I still..."

Bobby laughed. "Thats my white shirt and my boxers. Your clothes from yesterday was stained with puke. I had the hotel staff to send it out for laundry,"

That was all he said before taking off his hoodie and white wife beater and then entering the bathroom. While I was eating, I asked him a question out loud.

"Bobby," I started.

He went out of the bathroom, surprisingly still in his sweatpants. "Why are you being all nice to me despite me being cold to you yesterday?"

He leaned closer towards me, placing his hands on the bed. "I still love you Ashlee. No matter how harsh you act towards me, I still love you. Nothing will change my feelings for you. You want to know why?" He paused and looked at me in the eye.

"Because I'm your first and you're my first," He continued.

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Author's note ;

Uh oh...What is going on between Ashlee and Bobby?!