RED HAIRED BEAU

ABSURD CONFRONTATION

I was driving myself crazy, literally.

I couldn't stop thinking about him. I was still in South Korea. Last night after Bae dropped me off, he helped me to my hotel room and made sure I was in bed, safe.

He left a few minutes later, leaving me to my miserable self. I felt more than miserable. I've never in my whole life, felt this way. If by just trying to reject my feelings for him then I don't even...

I woke up this morning, feeling a bit better but still too much in my thoughts to be bothered by reality. I wonder if he was feeling the same way but I'm sure he doesn't even think about me the way I think about him. This is crazy! I hate this so much! I hate that a man can do this to me and the most annoying part of it all is that, I don't even know why I'm feeling this way!

I call Bae to check up on him and he tells me to forget about what happened and to not be embarrassed. He also tells me that if I ever want to talk about anything, I should let him know. I thank him for his patience and leniency with me before ending the call.

Ever since then, I've been huddled in the covers of my bed, eating jjajangmyeon that I ordered from hotel service whilst I watched cute Lee Felix moments.

Stray Kids always found a way to calm me down and make me stable. Thank God for their existence.

As I watched, my phone began to s=ring at my bedside. I was in no mood to answer it and I didn't want to stop watching the video so I ignored it. It rang for the second time and I groaned before pausing the video and stretching my arm to claim it. I checked who it was. Louis.

My heartbeat accelerated from one to ten thousand in a second as my eyes read his name. The phone stopped ringing and I continued to sit there, wondering if I should call him. He didn't call any more after that.

I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to question why he did this to me without even being next to me. Just a single thought was enough to make a shiver crawl down my spine. I was fed up. I immediately began to rummage around the room, packing my stuff. I booked a flight for this evening and packed everything. I put on a pair of sweatpants and a large white T-shit which I tucked into the sweats and took my luggage, leaving the hotel room.

As at now, I let my emotions control me as I checked out of the hotel and took a cab to Incheon Airport. Upon arrival, I sat in the entry area for a while before heading to the passport checking area. After some checks and formalities, I was to wait for my flight name to be called. I kept checking my phone, debating if I should call him. I decided against it later and when my flight was called, I immediately left my seat and walked towards the plane.

Hours later, I was in a bus, traveling from Central New York to Augustus Ville. I didn't even know where Louis lived. I made it my mission to find out and give him a little surprise visit. Three hours later, I reached my apartment complex and headed on up to my apartment when my eyes went wide at the sight before me. Louis. He was already there.

Everything came rushing back to me. My anger, my feelings...everything. I left the elevator and approached him. He looked a bit surprised but I didn't care. I left my suitcases a bit closer to the door and got so close to him that if I took a step, I would be able to lock lips with him.

"Amalia..." I glared at him.

"What's your deal huh?! Why are you doing this to me?! You haven't touched me, neither have you ever made it clear if you like me or not but you know what? I can't stop them. The stupid thoughts, thought's about you! I hate it! I hate that you're making me feel like this when you clearly don't feel affected by me in the same fucking way! I hate all of this! Do you know why I had to leave this place?! Because of you! I had to leave so I don't fucking drive myself crazy but all I could think about was you!" I rambled loudly. All he did was to stare at me, his face void of emotion.

"Why are you doing this to me?! Why are you making me like you so much?!" I yelled at him, frustration building up within me. He seems taken aback for a moment before he does something I didn't expect, ever, he pushed me against the door and smashed his lips into mine. I stayed frozen in my spot for like thirty seconds before pushing him away even though my insides were like molten jelly right now.

He blinked a couple of times then met my eyes. I couldn't think. I didn't know what to do. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed, my insides shaking like never before.

"W--I--" I stopped trying to talk and leaned against the door, trying to catch my breath. I felt like a mess. A complicated mess. After what seems like a century and over, I finally sigh and stare the ground like it's the most interesting thing in the world.

"I'm sorry, I--"

"Amalia I like you too." Oh God my heart! "I didn't mean to cause you distress but I didn't know if I should confront these feelings but I couldn't control myself. I came here to look for you a week ago but you weren't here and I..." My breath hitched and I suddenly wanted his lips on mine. I crossed the space between up and grabbed his face, locking our lips in a soothing kiss. He turned with me in his arms and pressed our bodies together so close that we fused and almost become one.

I was completely lost in my burning desire for him. A bigger part of me was soooo happy that he felt the same way. I couldn't be more happier in this moment. Our little kiss become hot and needy as I wrapped my arms around his neck and he hoisted me up. My legs had a mind of their own as they wrapped themselves around his waist, my back still against the wall. I had never done this before but my body seems to take the lead as I grinded against his front. He released a guttural growl and my head felt lighter from the vibrations. He pulled back, breathing heavily just like I was. His lips went to my neck, placing subtle, gentle kisses there, creating a pool of beautiful heat in my stomach as my back arched, making our chest rub against one another.

He groaned deeply, burying his face in the crook of my neck. We both stopped to catch a breath and felt him chuckle. I smiled.

"I'm so sorry I took this long to say anything. I must've really been driving you crazy for you to blow up like this. Nonetheless, you're so cute. Even when you're angry." He whispered. I laughed wholeheartedly

"Would you believe me if I told you that I find your anger hotter than necessary too?" I confessed and he looked confused for a while before a look of recognition flashed over his face, probably remembering the first time we met. His cheeks actually lit a bright pink! He's blushing! I squealed at his reaction and laughed so much. I was still clinging to him but I couldn't care less.

I loved this feeling and I wasn't going to be ready to let it go, ever.