A/n: I'm thinking of writing a book 2 of this story. What you guys think?
08.
"It's been a year right?" I nodded. "I will court you Kyungsoo, I don't care if you won't allow me, I will just keep on courting you. Your reason for leaving me? Forget about that, okay? I won't care about that anymore. All I care about now is you and me getting back together. I'll do everything to win you back. I don't care if you're in love with somebody else right now. I don't care if you're in love with the guy who punched me at the bar, because one thing for sure. I'll surely get you back."
I looked away, trying to avoid his gaze. My heart is beating fast to the point where I can almost feel it coming out of my chest. I am trying my best to calm down, breathing in and out. He cupped my cheeks and he did his best to make me look at him, I tried to protest but in the end, I looked at him straight into his eyes.
"I will do my best Kyungsoo. " He said and kissed my forehead. He stood up and left our table, I sighed.
I stood up and went to my hotel room and lied down on my bed. Here I go again, in the middle of another set of thoughts and problems that I probably have no solution to. I sighed.
When I went here to have a vacation, I was literally running away from my problems but apparently, I met another problem. But, should I consider it as a problem? I mean, having someone declaring they love you is considered a blessing.
I smiled at the thought of Suho saying he'll do everything to win me back. After all I've done to him, leaving him hanging, breaking up with him with no proper reason and hooking up with somebody while we are in a relationship. Well, he actually does not know that I hook up with Jongin the night we fought. But duh? I still cheated on him.
*bzzt bzzt*
Fr. Baekhyun
D.O-yah. Please go home as soon as you read this. I'm begging you, please go home. Your mom passed out. She's unconscious for like a day already.
I almost jumped out of my bed the moment I saw his texts. I opened my inbox and damn, there are more than 300 texts and calls from my friends and my mom. I hurriedly packed my things, put them in my luggage. Right after I checked if I have left anything I went straight to the lobby to pay my bills.
"Excuse me, do you mind if you call me a taxi?" I asked the receptionist.
"Yes sir. But you have to wait for about one hour. Will that be alright sir?" The receptionist told me. I clenched my fists.
"Is there any other way to get a taxi right at this moment?" I asked her once again.
"We will try sir, but as you can see. It's currently raining outside, it will be hard for us to find you a taxi." She said. I slapped my hands on the table. I am getting a lil bit pissed; I really need to go home.
"This is a freaking 4 star hotel yet getting a taxi is hard for you? Are you really sure that this hotel deserves to have a 4 star huh?" I said almost trying my best not raise my voice because damn, my mom needs me right now.
