To, All The Boys I've Loved Before

҂ ࣪˖ Chapter 15

My fingers kept scrolling down, as my eyes started to water. Looking up from the screen of my phone, I saw a big metal lock hanging in front of the main door. I was standing on the doorstep of Jaehyun's house with thousands of expectations but a simple "Goodbye" left them shattering into pieces.

Growing up I read a lot about the 'Right person wrong time' trope in a number of romantic novels. I remember feeling extremely sad about the main characters but never have I pictured myself going through that, who does? Taeyong was the wrong person, right time and Jaehyun was the right person, wrong time. I wish I wasn't such a fool, a bit mature, I wish I could have confessed to him on time.... But now he's gone.

I don't remember how long I cried standing there, how long it took me to return back home, how many times Doyoung waved at me and called my name, or how I bumped into Sungchan who was coming out of the main door. I just knew one thing that Jaehyun was gone and I couldn't do anything about it. Everything is over.

"Yo, yo young lady watch out." Sungchan mocked. Ignoring his words, I went my way. "Y/N what happened?" Doyoung came too but I have already entered inside, walking upstairs to my room. "Is she crying?" Sungchan looked at Doyoung who looked at him with the same confused expression before both of them followed behind me.

They called me again and again but I didn't answer them as I went in my room but before I could lock the door, Doyoung managed to barge in. "Why are you crying? What happened?" Looking at him I couldn't hold back anymore as I hugged him breaking down in his arms. "He's gone.... Jaehyun went back...." I cried as he engulfed me in his embrace, trying to calm me down.

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It's midnight now, the three of us are in Doyoung's room as his parents went to meet his older brother who lives in another city. After telling Doyoung and Sungchan everything from seeing Taeyong and Soojin together to kissing Jaehyun to breaking up with Taeyong and Jaehyun leaving for America, they decided to help me and we planned to meet in his house after my parents have fallen asleep.

I was sitting on his bed wrapped up in a blanket as tears were still rolling down my cheeks. Sungchan sat on the corner of the bed seeing me like this for the first time. Doyoung was out of the room, probably in the kitchen. "Here, eat this." Doyoung passed me the tub of ice cream as he entered the room. "You love chocolate ice cream, it will help you calm down." I took the tub from him sniffing, muttering a small thank you as he settled next to me.

"So what should we do?" Sungchan looked at Doyoung. "It's simple, go to America." Doyoung shrugged. "Do you think it's as simple as going to the supermarket?!" I bawled. "You just eat your ice cream and shut up! You have already done and said enough. Who tf ignores someone like this!? Ignoring Taeyong was understandable but why did you ignore Jaehyun like that?" He shouted back. I glared at him and he did too.

"Don't fight both of you, it's not the time." Sungchan pushed us both back as he continued, "She's not wrong, it's not that easy to go to America." Sungchan looked at Doyoung again. "I know it isn't but that's the only thing you can do." He crossed his arms. "But how?" I hiccuped. "Okay look, your parents are good friends with his parents so definitely they must have their phone number, but if we somehow manage to get Jaehyun's number there is no surety that he will talk to you, he is hurt so you know....." he trailed off and looked me, tears brimming my eyes again. How can I be so stupid towards him?

"I know." I sniffed. "Don't worry y/n it's gonna be okay." Both of them tried to calm me down. "How about you tell your parents everything, one day you have to anyway. They will help you for sure. Tomorrow's Sunday, tell them tomorrow in the morning. I am hopeful it will work." He looked at both of us with sparkly eyes. Me and Sungchan looked at each other before heaving a loud sigh. Doyoung pulled both of us in a hug as he constantly muttered, have faith it will work.