Why Don't You Stay: KimChay Fanfic

Prologue: We Meet Again

Kim's POV:
I stare at Chay from afar. He's laughing and joking with a friend. He looks incredible in his university uniform. This is the first time I've laid eyes on him since the bar fight. I tried showing Chay how I truly felt through our song. I waited alone in my home for weeks with no response. I played our song over and over again. Singing each lyric to express everything I'm feeling inside my heart. Then Kinn called me today.

Kinn: Kim? I know you're busy, but I need a favor. You go to the same university as Porchay, right?

Kim: Chay-Porchay decided to go to university?

Kinn: Yeah. Porsche and him went back and forth for a week. In the end Porchay agreed. That's actually kinda why I'm calling. Porsche and I have some business to handle today. We can't pick Porchay up and Porsche refuses to just let a guard do it. He also doesn't want him going home alone. So I told him you could do it.

Kim: Porsche was okay with that?

Kinn: Yes. He knows you're my brother and he also knows you've helped Porchay in the past. He trusts you more than the guards. Will you do-

Kim: Yes! Tell Porsche that I'll do it!

I hung up the phone and got a shower. After throwing on my uniform, I drove quickly to my university. When I arrived I saw Chay. As I'm watching, Chay suddenly looks in my direction.
Our eyes lock and the smile he wore drops into a frown. He walks towards me, leaving his friend confused behind.

Chay: What are you doing here? Why are you watching me?

Kim: You're brother wanted me to take you home today.

What I really want to say is, I needed to see you. I want to tell Chay how much I've missed his face. The sound of his voice. His black eyes that always shine.

Chay: You don't have to. I'll go alone and you can just tell my brother you took me home.

Chay starts to walk away and I quickly grab the back of his arm.

Kim: Chay! Don't. I'll take you home. I want to make sure you're safe.

Chay: Why do you pretend? Do you enjoy playing with me? You used me for information on my brother, you played with my feelings for your little investigation, and now you keep trying to manipulate me. Why? What else do you want from me?

Kim: I'm not.

Chay: Not what?

Kim: Trying to manipulate you.

Chay: You really expect me to fall for your lies again?
Chay laughs sarcastically.
Chay: You can try to use the song and you can try talking your way back into my head. But, I'm not a dumb kid anymore. You showed me who you really were. I'm not stupid enough to ignore it.

I stood there hating the way I behaved, the lies I told, and the way I pushed him away. All I could do was look at him and hold onto his arm. I didn't want to let go. I wanted to tell him everything. I wanted to tell him the truth, but it felt as if my jaw was locked; and I couldn't open my mouth to speak. Chay looked back at me and then down at my hand that was wrapped around his arm.

Chay: I will go with you to put my brother at ease. You will let me go now and won't touch me again.

I let go of his arm and Chay got into the car. The drive was quiet and Chay wouldn't look at me the entire time. We arrived at the major family home and he got out. He walked inside and didn't look back at me. I lay my head on the steering wheel while squeezing the sides of it hard. I wish I wouldn't have been so stupid. I wish I wouldn't have pushed him away out of fear. I wish I could just speak what my heart is screaming. I wish I was someone worthy of Chay. I'm still lost in my pity. When I hear a knock on the driver side window. I look up to see Kinn. Kinn wears a worried expression. I roll down the window and wait for him to say something.

Kinn: Come inside. I need to talk to you.

I nod my head and go into his office. After I sit, he places his hands out in front of him clasped together. He looked into my eyes, before speaking.

Kinn: What is there between you and Porchay?

I freeze as the question reached my ears. I've never told anyone how I felt about Chay. He's never even seen us together. Not even Porsche suspects. How could he possibly know?