Romanticise About Me

Chapter 2: Sehun's Concern (Part 1)

"Now, I better head home before my parents literally interrogate me on where I have been the past three hours," Itzel exclaimed while removing herself from the red stool, fixing her hair and stance.

"Already? We haven't even made out yet~" Mike peered up at her, instantly standing to prevent her from leaving. He was much taller than Itzel but his height almost seemed like he was her bodyguard.

"Um... unfortunately I have to leave, like, right now," Itzel said as her smile whipped off her face while briskly walking away from him.

"Shit, seriously? Uh well, at least I have her number," he muttered to himself in despondency, then letting out a sigh while he slid back into his seat, resuming with his mates.

"Gosh, guys are jerks. All they want is your intimacy and then the next thing you know, they throw you under the bus," Itzel sighed discouragingly, walking outside the club on her way home.

The sun was setting upon the horizon which exhibited a gloaming sunset. Itzel walked along a narrow footpath beside a park, not realising she had just passed Stella Brookes, who was Itzel's stubborn rival, and her group of friends. They were all chilling, the smell of cigarettes wafting in the air. The sound of hip-hop music was blasting from their Bluetooth speakers as they chatted amongst themselves.

However, Stella sensed Itzel's presence, yelling out, "Hey Itzel. Where do you think you're going?"

Itzel gulped as the blasting music died down, pausing in her tracks as she knew exactly who just called out to her. She glared directly at Stella, also noticing her group of friends circling around her like a set of bowling pins, quite intimidatingly.

Stella Brookes was a trendy fashionista, she was dressed in a pastel yellow high-waisted dress with a golden heart belt around the waist. It paired flawlessly with her dark-tanned cutout heels that were ankle height, it had a thin heel and was also open toe. She had sunglasses on her head, accompanying her luscious wavy sandy blonde hair, its length ending just past her shoulders. Her skin tone was a tan colour and her eyes were also a chestnut brown like Mike's.

They all slowly positioned themselves in front of Itzel as she sighed nervously, "Look Stella, I-I don't want any ah... trou-"

Stella disrupted in a disappointed tone, "Why were you talking with Mike? My boyfriend, might I add."

A dark figure was walking along the same footpath as Itzel and Stella's group, at the rear end. It was Sehun walking around the corner a few metres away as he recognised Stella and her gang surrounding Itzel. His eyes widened while he ducked behind a street lamp and eavesdropped on their conversation, his gut telling him that something was up.

"He told me he was single. So it's not like he's cheating on you or anything," Itzel explained honestly while shrugging her shoulders with her hands out.

"What a liar," Stella simmered.

"Huh? That's what he s-" before she could finish her sentence, the sound of a loud slap echoed around the sidewalk, a reddish handprint emerging on Itzel's face as she grasped her left cheek.

Sehun flinched, aghast taking a hold of him as he muffled an involuntary gasp. His blood began to fume and he undeniably bolted towards them. He thought to himself, "The fuck?! Did she just-"

"Agh! Did you just-" Itzel spoke with a slight vicious tone, palm covering her left cheek.

"You bitch! He's still my boyfriend and nothing will change that! Quit lying and saying made up shit when you know he is taken. I suggest that you stay away from him. Run away now, you little cockroach," Stella retorted, yet her ongoing words were cut off by Sehun's sudden presence.