ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ [ᴇɴ- ᴘᴏʟʏ]

Chapter 33

Heeseung held my hand the whole time we were walking out of the parking.

"You know, your college isn't that bad." He said suddenly.

"Really? You didn't even see anything in my college." I said skeptically.

"I did actually. I love the parking lot. It's deep and dark." He grinned.

I hit him on the shoulder and he fake cried.

"But only if you don't come here alone." He said seriously. "There are no cameras, no security, and it's practically deserted."

"I never come here. I don't have any reason to." I said.

"Good. Even if the situation requires, you're not coming here alone or with any boy for that matter." Okay, he was being too serious now.

"But you are one, aren't you?" I asked him making a questioning face.

"Are you grouping me with the other boys Princess?" He asked all too innocently.

"Remember no one else is allowed to do this." He snaked his arm around me pulling me into a hug.
"It won't end well for that guy."

I gave it a second before breaking the hug. We were out of the area just before the students started pouring out into Basement 1.

"How much time before you have to go home?" He asked me and leaned against a small black car.

I looked at my watch. It was 6:45 PM. If I had stayed in the college toll 7:30 PM, it would've easily taken an hour for me to reach home. But by then my parents would be on their way home.

"7:30 PM," I answered.

Heeseung sighed.

"I had planned to take you out somewhere. Maybe a Cafe or a restaurant or something..." He thought. "...I enjoyed the parking lot more though." He smirked. I swear smirks were naturally plastered on his face.

"I'm sure you smirked at the doctors instead of crying when you were born." I laughed at the mental image of a baby toppling out of his mother and smirking at the doctors.

Heeseung went from my hand but I swatted him away. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm near my college, Heeseung. PDAs will get me into trouble."

Heeseung raised his hand in defense.

"Okay. Well, I can't take you out at this time. Maybe some other day. Hop in. I'll drop you home." He said and opened the door to the car he was leaning on.

My mouth fell open. "Where did you get this car?!" I asked him.

"Rented it out for a few days. I don't like Uber." He said.

"Oh. But I still can't come Hee. You know that-" I started.

"That you can't get down near your house? I know. I'll drop you a bit further. Now get in before I throw you inside." He said.

"Okay, okay. No need for violence." I said and got in the passenger seat.

Heeseung drove us through the Highway. He was a smooth driver. We were talking about some pretty random topics. He told me stories about his trainee days, and cute moments about the boys. He was smiling the whole time. And I found myself falling for his smile. His laugh. The way his face scrunched up when he was holding the laugh in. I had always thought of Heeseung as the hottest idol. But here, he looked so normal. So mundane.

"Lee, here put some songs on." He gave me the Bluetooth plug.
I plugged it in and chose my English Playlist as my best option.

We sang along to Watermelon Sugar, falling, Love the way you lie and what not. Basically, all the genres that existed. I gave him directions as he drove. I suddenly thought of something.