With love, Bobby (KPOP)

19 - Too early to say, but we're over.

"I can't believe that this time would come. I'm so sorry to have bothered you during classes. You okay with all of this?" I asked him worriedly. Alyssa was currently taking her nap, while I woke up a few minutes ago. It was already 7pm.

"Yeah, I totally don't mind. I mean at least now I have two guys who can talk to me," He laughed. "It has been a long time and my apartment feels complete!"

I smiled at him. "I'm really sorry for causing you any trouble,"

"Don't worry Ashlee. I've already told Kris and Bobby to stay here as long as they can. No rush at all. Besides, at least those two could take care of Alyssa while both of us are in school,"

"Uh, I don't think I'm going to go to school too. If Mr Yang kicks me out of his apartment, he would be cutting off university fees too,"

No degree, no majoring in Fashion. Simple as that. All my heart and soul, I've put in effort in all of my pieces.

"Hmm, I'll pay for you if that happens," Chris said.

My eyes widened. It is freaking expensive! "Chris, you don't need to do that for me...I can call my dad if that happens,"

"I'll check with the school tomorrow. And I think you should come along too," He suggested.

"Me going to school tomorrow? Have you seen how weak I am right now? I..I..."

Before I could finish up my sentence, I quickly ran to the toilet and there again, I puked. Chris of course came into the bathroom, helping me out just like how Bobby did.

"Are you really okay? We could go to the hospital if you want to," He suggested.

"No...There's no need to," I said weakly.

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[MARK'S POV]

I can practically say that I'm on my own right now. Got slapped by Jackson, left by GOT7 and now, I got kicked out of the apartment by the bodyguards. I took out my phone and called someone who is familiar with all of this.

"Hey Kris, where are you and Bobby staying at now?"

"Chris's apartment? What are you guys doing there?"

"Where's my stuff?"

"It's with you? Okay, give me his address and I'll come over in a while,"

With that, I made my way to the guy's apartment. When I arrived, Chris was the one who opened the door. Unexpected but whatever. "You can take your things if you want to but you can't stay here,"

"Can I talk to Ashlee for a while please?"

"Sure. But I'll be right beside her because she's sick as hell right now. Make it quick because we're going to eat dinner outside,"

I entered the apartment and saw Kris and Bobby playing with a little girl. Chris guided me to the room that Ashlee was currently accommodating in. There she was, watching television and looking sick. What happened?

"Ashlee, there's someone who wants to meet you," Chris said.

When I entered the room, her expression changed. She was frowning and asking Chris what I am doing here. "Hey, I have rights to visit you too okay," I bluntly said.

"Oh really? You're so brave now Mark Tuan. Did that bitch tell you to act like this towards me?"

"You don't know the whole story. I'm here to tell you. It is up to you whether you want to listen or not, because I want to prove to you that I'm still the person whom you would want to be with at the end of the day. Not anyone else," I shot glares at Chris.

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One hour. That was how long he told me about his past. To summarize every single thing, Mark got involved into a very sexual relationship with the model, Cara. It was his first relationship and of course, he was inexperienced. When the both of them broke up, Mark has been going around doing different things with different girls before he finally met me.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe I'm not the right girl for you," I said.

"Ashlee, I promise I can change my lifestyle to make our relationship better," He begged.

"You know, I don't feel uncomfortable. Your lifestyle...It's just uncomfortable for me to handle. And now you tell me this, I am speechless,"

Right then, I started crying - for the nth time. Chris pulled me into his embrace, caressing my back. "Ashlee, please," Mark begged me. He grabbed one of my hands.

"I'm confused. Why didn't you tell her all of this before?" Chris asked.

"I'm scared. I'm scared that she'll not accept me for who I am, for my past. That's why I decided to tell her everything now," Mark replied in a shaky voice.

We stayed silent for about five minutes. Only the sounds of me crying were heard, nothing else. Once I was done shedding tears, I wiped them away. "You know what Mark? Let's just end the relationship between the both of us," I declared.

Mark stood up from the bed and left the room. No words from him at all. What does it mean? I don't know. It felt like we are not officially done. It felt like we were taking a break from our relationship.

I don't want that. I don't want Mark anymore.

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One week later, I was back in school, currently in the office waiting in line to have a talk with the Principal and to clear my school matters to her. Not a session that I am looking forward too, especially not me in my worst condition right now. I'm still feeling dizzy and puking all day long.

"Miss Ashlee, you can enter the office now,"

I placed a soft knock on the door before going in. "Its nice to see you again, Miss Ashlee," Mrs Rogers said. I smiled at her in return before taking a seat right across her.

"So, you are here to check on the status of your degree am I right?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to check about the fees that I have paid all this while. Is it all still valid? Even for the next two years?"

Mrs Rogers checked my information on her computer for a while before getting back to me. "Miss Ashlee, you degree is fully paid already. Mr Yang gave us a call a few days ago to tell that he paid all of it. We acknowledged it and there will be no refund for it. Why are you asking, Miss Ashlee? Is he related to you?"

"Oh, Mr Yang is an uncle," I smiled. Uncle, my foot.

I was about to excuse myself before she handed me a letter. "It's from Mr Yang. He emailed me this letter last week told me to pass it to you,"

I took the letter before excusing myself and later, left the room. Chris was waiting for me outside the office. His face lighted up as soon as we both saw each other.

"How did everything go?" He asked.

"It went well! Mr Yang fully paid my fees for the whole three years that I'll be here," I hugged him.

We left the place and Mark passed by us. I ignored him, continuing the conversation I had with Chris. The letter was still in my hands, but I didn't dare to open it once I'm in my room alone.

As we were walking, I suddenly gripped onto Chris's arms. Not that it's cold, it was my insides that are suddenly painful. "Oh my god, Ashlee are you okay?"

"I...I can't...It's too painful!"

Chris was panicking, he was at lost on what to do right that instant. The next thing I knew was Chris carrying me bridal style before saying this words to me :

"Let's take you to the hospital,"