Addicted to you (Choi Seungcheol Story)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 4 ~ Addicted to you

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After hours and hours of pure stress, I finally welcomed my beloved home. My girls were at the Entertainment, practicing as always.

I talked with my Management over the phone and needed to meet them tomorrow at the Building.

As soon as I entered the Dorm, I immediately took a big ass fat shower and went straight to bed.

I closed my eyes and cuddles myself into my pillow and blanked. It was so quiet in here.

I tried to sleep but it didn't worked at all. In the end I just started to watch going seventeen.

You could say that I wanted to know more about Seungcheol, but I, for myself, just watched it because it was funny and entertaining.

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It was like 23:20 p.m when I heard the main door opening and the voices of my girls.

I stood up and walked out of my room, tired but still happy to finally see them again.

«Hyun-Ae!», they said In a Chor what made me laugh.

«How are you?», Yuna asked immediately as she came towards me and hugged me. I put my arm around her waist and smiled.

«I think I'm fine. A bit shocked and tired as hell, but I'm fine», I said, looking at my other girls.

«We know exactly what helps you», Ryujin said while holding a plastic bag up. Yuna let go of me and clapped in her hands.

«We are drinking!», she yelled laughing.

We went to the livingroom and sat down: «You need to tell us every detail from what happened», Yuna said while Yeji opened the Soju bottles.

I looked at them. They all were tired you could see it in their eyes.

«Well, apparently someone took photos and videos of me when I got out of the car in that dress I had on», I started, immediately seeing the pictures in my head again.

«I didn't noticed it at first but after I sat down on a table at the Fassion show, I realised that a camera was obviously directed to me. Like, the lense was pointed at my utter half while there were no cameras pointed at other tables», I said holding my shot glass in my hand.

I drank it and closed my eyes.

«Disgusting. I mean, who the hell would do something like that?", Chaeyoung asked, clearly disgusted by what I just told them.

She sat next to Yeji on the couch, her legs bent while Yeji, Ryujin and Lia sat with a blanked over them.

Yuna sat with me on the floor, looking up at them all.

«We had many crazy fans over the years but, that kind of pictures? At an place where this many securities and people were? Hyun-Ae, you really need to be more careful», Yeji said, letting her Leadership out.

She was really the best Leader I could imagine to have. Of course, she was strict sometimes, but she also cared about us and tried to help everyone in this group. Especially me after my roughy start in the industry.

«I know I know. I need to talk with the Management about it tomorrow and discuss further details about what we will do now», I groaned.

I just wanted to forget all what happened and move on but that stalker was still out there. Maybe he was here in South Korea.

«Okay, switching theme, I saw a picture of you and Choi Seungcheol sitting next to each other», Ryujin said with an evil smile, knowing exactly what she's doing right now.

Because Yuna and Chaeyoung turned their heads immediately towards me. Pure shock in their faces and mouths wide open.

I looked at her with an face that screamed I'll get revenge on you.

«You have met Seungcheol?! Choi Seungcheol?!»,Yuna almost screamed with an hand on her mouth.

«Calm down, it isn't like you have never met him too», I said, taking another shot in my stomach.

She looked at me like I just cursed at her with the worsted words someone could ever say.

«But I didn't sat next to him or even had a conversation!», she pouted. I laughed and patted her head.

«Trust me...it was amazing», I mocked her what made the others laugh.

She rolled her eyes and hit me on my shoulder: «That isn't funny! You know I idolise him!».

I looked at Yeji, she alerted me that there was something she wanna talk with me about, alone.

After nearly 20 minutes, the others finally went to bed. Yeji and I cleaned the table and went to the kitchen.

When I started to open the Dishwasher she started to talk.

«Do you think he is back?», she asked. Her hands crossed under her chest as she leaned on the kitchen island.

I turned around and breathed out loud.

«Let's just hope not. I won't stand it a second time», I said turning around to her.

I bit my lip, looking at her while the tears almost got out. I hated to cry in front of her. I just couldn't and didn't wanted.

«Come here», she said calming as she opened her arms for me.

At this point I just gave in and hugged her. My head laying on her chest and her arms around my back.

She rested her head on mine while whispering that everything was going to be okay.

After a few minutes she talked again.

«Do you think you can perform tomorrow?», she asked, her tone saying that she actually did not want to ask me that.

I freed myself and nodded while pushing my tears away: «I can, don't worry. It's gonna be alright», I softly smiled.

She nodded.

«Then let's go to bed, we need to be in a good state for tomorrow», she said.

We wished each other a good night and went to bed.

There I was, again, with so many thoughts in my head that I couldn't fixate on one. I just closed my eyes and hoped to fall asleep as soon as possible.

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