this is how you fall in love// jung wooyoung

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Chapter 12

Warning: This chapter contains smut part. If you don't like reading it, skip that part, and write me in the comments so I know. Enjoy ♡

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We head to the entrance of his house while I follow him. Although I am here for the second time, after many years, I am overwhelmed by the familiar smell of his home.

"Make yourself at home. Do you want tea or your favorite Coca-Cola lemon?" he asks.

"You don't even have to ask me, you know the answer." I say, knowing he'll bring me Coke.

Giving me a drink, he sits across from me. We are sitting at the kitchen table and I am silent for the moment. I panicked. Maybe I was wrong? Maybe I reacted hastily when I said I wanted to tell him everything ... What if he made fun of me? Or worse, says Emily or Heejin? This thought startled me.

I no longer have the certainty to trust him. When I think of Wooyong, I feel like I can trust him, to some extent. But then I remember Wooyoung, a popular boy, who may still love Emily, and is currently fucking Heejin, and who is my brother best friend.

"Sorry Wooyoung, this was mistake, I don't have anything to say." I say as I take my backpack from my chair and head for the door.

"What? Wait, Lora!" he exclaimed as he blocked my way to the exit.
"What's wrong?"

"I just can't. I tought I can say something, but I can't. I need to go. I'm sorry."

When he wanted to say something, the car stops in front of the house, and after a few moments, noise is heard. Two people arguing. I look at Wooyong, who is already looking at me, with horror on his face.

The door of the house slams open. A man and a woman, about my father's age, are arguing and I think the whole neighborhood hears them.

"No! It's your fault, it's all your fault! You broke our family, I want a divorce!" the man shouts, not seeing Wooyoung and I standing to the side.

"If you were a better husband, this might never have happened!" Mrs. Jung continues. None of them see that they are not alone in the room, and that they might want to have this conversation in private.

Oh man, and I thought his family was perfect. They always seemed that way, at least to me. Always happy and smiling.

"You cheated on me Jiyeon!" Mister Jung shouts. Oh God...

I look at Wooyoung, who is standing next to me with his fists clenched into a fist, his face completely darkened. I have an impression he would hit them both.

Reflexively, I grab his arm and clear my throat, attracting the attention of his parents. Their angry faces now take on an expression of disbelief.

"Wooyoung..." Mrs. Jung tries to approach Wooyong, but he runs out of the house. I follow him to the car, when he gets in and locks the car.

I can still hear Mrs. Jung calling to him as I knock on the car door.

"Wooyoung open the door!" I say.

"Go home Lora!" I hear him muffledly shouting from the car, and then he drives in a direction unknown to me.

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I sit on the bed in my room, wondering if Wooyoung might have come home. The way he went worries me. The fact that I don't know where he is worries me, as well as the fact that he doesn't respond to any of my messages.

I finally decide to call him, maybe he'll answer after all. But when I dial his number, I get voicemail. It's off.

I get out of bed and move back and forth, because all I can think about right now is him. Where is he? Maybe he is home now? Maybe he's not? I need to know...