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„Will you tell me your name, sweetie? Or do I have to keep teasing your little friend down there?".
A switch suddenly flipped in my head and I propped myself up on my forearms. „Look at him. He's logging for attention.". She nodded down to my half erected dick.
„Who are you?", my facial expression darkened by a second.
The girl furrowed her eyebrows. „What do you mean? I'm this Hyeo, or something.".
„The fuck you are!". I hissed and sat up immediately. „Get out! Now!", I closed the button of my jeans.
She was staring at me in confusion. „You are such a weirdo.". After those words, she left my room and slammed the door shut, causing my football trophy to crash on the floor with full force.
„Fucking shit.", I whispered and buried my hand in my hair. My head was buzzing as if a truck had run over it. What the heck was wrong with me? How did it get to the point where I almost had sex with a complete stranger slut. I could swear I saw Hyeona standing in front of me the whole time. Her soft hands, moving down my chest and her light kisses on my skin. How she turned me on with her sweet voice.
Was this all just in my imagination?
I leaned against the headboard of my bed. The loud party music The loud party music was blaring in my ears, as well as the laughing and screaming of my friends outside. They were having the time of their lives, probably lying around in corners, completely drugged up.
This is so messed up.
It's been almost three months since Hyeona left, and no matter how hard I try, I can't get her out of my head. Not a day goes by that I don't think about how surprised she looked with her cute smile, when she saw me for the first time after her return, how she drunkenly ran away from me that night from Jay's party and I lent her my jacket in the end. How she fell asleep on my shoulder when we watched the sunset on that rooftop.
Not a day goes by that I don't want to hold her in my arms and say how much I miss her. But instead, we are left only with the phone calls that don't make my longing any better.
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[Hyeona POV]
I applied the final layer of my lip gloss carefully, and looked at my dressed up mirror reflection with satisfaction. I haven't looked as clean and neatly as I did today for a long time. I can't even remember the last time I wore some lipstick.
Wearing a black cocktail dress and matching purse, I entered the room of my friend, who smudged her eyeliner in shock.
"Are you kidding me? I've been sitting on this forever," she complained, grabbing a cotton swab to fix the mess. „Why are you looking like that?", she only realized at second glance that I wasn't sitting on her bed in my pastel pink sweatpants, as usual.
"I'm joining you to the party", I announced.
Kathy raised her eyebrows. „All of a sudden? Just now, you were sitting on the sofa like a pile of eggs, eating a bar of chocolate.".
„What Heeseung can do, I can do too.".
„Hyeo, don't make it worse. Show him you are the mature one.", She shook her head, anticipating that something would happen.
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𝘒𝘌𝘌𝘗 𝘐𝘛 𝘚𝘌𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘛 ®™ | lee heeseung
Romance☆☆ „Hyeona, we can't fucking do this!", he lowered his head to not lose his temper. „No one will know.". I calmed him by placing one hand on his cheek, which made him stare back at me. „Promise me, we will keep it secret!". 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 �...
