(DISCONTINUED) When the Clock Strikes Nine [Baekhyun, D.O, Chanyeol Fanfiction]

11: It's Getting Started

Author's deym note.
So EXO's new comeback is here ;-;
and I'm here like: ASDFGHJKL ZXCVBNMPOIUYTREWQ I SRSLY NEED PCY OMFG U NEED HIM TOO RIGHT?!

Okay so that's it.
Lol jokes.
Okay so I'm sorry if it took me TOO LONG to update.
Meh, I get pretty lazy.
But now, it's summed in our country soooooo we don't have any classes anymore. Which means, I CAN UPDATE ANYTIME YAHAHAHAH--So that's it and I hope you'll enjoy this shitty chapter of mine ;)

Chanyeol's POV

"What do you mean by that?" I raised an eyebrow at my uncle. Yes. My uncle. My fckn uncle. My fckn uncle who's the father of Hyangsoon. And I hate to know that.

"I mean, I want you to meet my daughter, Hyangsoon! Of course by any chance you do know her, right?" this guy thinks that I'm interested in her daughter. Tch, not.

"Listen, I have no interest in your daughter so could you please shut it?" out of irritation I spat. I stood up from my seat, ready to leave.

Oh shit. I forgot Dad's here.

"Chanyeol..." I could feel dad's presence getting darker than usual.

"Uh-oh. Gotta go, dad. See you later!" I said and dashed through out the office room where the meeting was held. Luckily, I managed to escape from this building all tge way to my car.

I went inside and drove.

Can't reach out to touch you
Or to hold you in my arms

What is this shit?

Even if I close my eyes,
I can never dream of you

What's wrong with the radio stations now?

Coz you're not here with me
You're not in my story
It only hurts the more I try to get to you

Uhuh?

I know this needs to stop, stop, stop, stop, yeah

Yeah, stop.

I know I need to stop, stop, stop, stop, yeah

THEN WHY DONT U JUST STOP?!

I let you go without calling out to you
Coz I'm scared my tears, baby
Will only get your wings wet

Why? Will you cry out on her wings? She had wings? So fcking dumb.

I picked another station, irritated to listen to some corny love songs. But guess what? Another btchy song played.

Darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70

See? There's no fckn forever. This dude will only love you until you reach 70 and after that, you'll just be garbage to him.

I continued NOT to listen to the song and played no song instead until I arrived at a mall. I parked my car and wore my shades to look good.

Okay, time to look for things to buy.

Hyangsoon's POV

This day.... is sure nutsーthat's what I assumed right after I woke up this morning. And guess what? I'm totally right. Note sarcasm there.

"Ugghhhh I can't take this anymore!" out of frustration I scratched my face lightly.

"It is too damn hot! Can't this be any more hotter?" I fanned myself hard but I ended up tiring myself.. which led me to frustration overload.

"UGH!" I slouched.

"Umm. I think you need to cool yourself down." Ahri suggested.

"Yeah right." I nodded and both of us walked to the mall. Well, it's not just some kind of commoner mall. It's a high class one so it's more peaceful, less noise.

"Ice cream, hm?" she invited and I said 'Okay.' and we went straight inside an ice cream restaurant. Daaamn, it's cold inside. I prefer this rather than being outside of this mall.

We ordered our favourite pieces and soon later, our orders arrived.

"Finally~~~" I heaved a relieved sigh and started eating up together with my frund, Park Ahri. Yes. Park. That Park Chanyeol's cousin. Wait.. 'That'??

I blinked many times and even scratched my eyelids to see it clearly. Yes. I am not wrong.

"Hey Ahri, is that your cousin?" I asked, tapping her arm.

"Which one?" she asked back.

"That Chanyeol." I replied. She raised an eyebrow and looked to where I was looking. There comes 'Chanyeol' who just stepped inside this restaurant a second ago, walking inside with his shades on like a boss. But I admit. He's cool. Oh gosh, Hyangsoon. You know this is going to hurt like a motherfcker.

"He's so cute." I muttered. Ahri stared at me teasingly.

"W-Wae?" I felt my cheeks heat up.

"You like him" she asked. No. I think it's a statement rather than a question.

"N-No it's not like that.." I continued eating my ice cream.

"Really.." she smirked, unsatisfied with what I have said. Aish, this girl -/////-

Moments later, Chanyeol noticed us staring at him and I immediately looked away. Oh my gosh. He looked at me. Oh. My. Gosh. I CAN SERIOUSLY DI--

"What are you fantasizing about?" he scoffed at.... me? I turned my gaze to him slowly and I saw his blank face looking at.... me. Good thing there are only a few costumers here. And they seem to be minding their own business.

"I'm talking to you, fcktard." he... cursed at me. Ahri turned to face Chanyeol and frowned at him.

"So what, Chanfcknyeol? This isn't your property so shut the fck up and mind your own business." Ahri spoke up for me. Awhh

"Tch. I wasn't even talking to you pedo noona." he smirked. Wow. A badass one.

"How dare you talk to your noona like that?" Ahri stood up, defending herself. I, too, stood up from where I sat down and tried to be a good peacekeeper. But to no avail, the two of us (Ahri and I) ended up kicked out by the head manager of the resto.

"We did not do anything! That Chanfcknyeol was the fir--"

"Enough! We all know Mr. Park Chanyeol is the good guy here." ranted the female manager. Guess she's obsessed with Chanyeol so she went on his side. Oh wow.

"Get your asses outta here!" shouted the managed and we did as told to refrain from the people crowding at us. Plus, I need to keep my image young and worth fanboying for ;)

But to be honest...

I like bad boys like him.

TIME SKIP

"What do you want me to do then?" I was really worried. My image. It's going to be a total mess. Somebody took a video of the whole scene earlier. And in that video, Chanyeol is the good guy and that I was the one who started up all of the mess! Now what am I going to do?! His fangirls are flooding my SNS accounts with hate comments and kept on sending me bad fingers and every negative there are. Any minute... I... I feel like crying.

"T-This is the very first time I.... I..... I can't take this anymore.." I cried and coveded my face with my hands.

I'm currently inside the car, my driver driving me home with my manager, Ahri, and makeup artists.

"I have an idea. But I hope it will work." my manager said. I look up at him and asked "How?"

He smirked, all ears are his.

"We're gonna tell the media that you and Chanyeol are just going on a love quarrel."

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"WHAT??!!!"

to be continued