so, do we like each other or not? // JENLISA

Chapter 18

It felt like it had been months since Lisa had gone out bar-hopping with Chaeyoung's, but in truth it had only been a couple of weeks. Still, it was longer than they normally went, and they had plenty to catch up on when they each had a drink in their hands.

"You definitely didn't tell me that you're sleeping with the DJ," Lisa said, looking across the room at the guy in question. Elsa had always had terrible taste in men, but this one was on another level.

"It only happened once. I'm just hoping tonight will be occasion number two."

"I assume that's why we're here?"

"Maybe."

"Are you going to leave me here the second he finishes his set?"

"Maybe," Chaeyoung repeated, and she said it with such a sly giggle that Lisa couldn't even be mad at her. "We can find you someone to flirt with while I'm gone, though."

"I'm not flirting with anyone tonight," Lisa said, swigging her beer.

"Ugh. Don't tell me you have an exclusive relationship with your mistress now."

Lisa glared at her. "She's not my mistress. And no, not exactly – I'm just happy with how things are going and I don't want to do anything with anyone else."

"Fine. Then I guess you'll be excused the second DJ Dirtbag gets his hands on me."

Lisa looked back at the DJ just to make sure they were talking about the same person. She caught a glimpse of a man bun and a beaky nose and immediately raised her eyebrows.

"Don't be so judgmental," Chaeyoung said, kicking her shin. "He's nice, and he's good in bed."

"If you say so," Lisa said.

"Oh, God," Chaeyoung suddenly sighed. "Lord help me, but I think your distraction just walked in."

Lisa rolled her eyes. "I told you, I don't want—"

"I think he's following you," Chaeyoung interrupted her, and Lisa quickly realised that she sounded angry. Really fucking angry.

Lisa turned her head and found Mingyu on the other side of the room, staring back at her.

She turned back like a shot, her heart sinking. "Oh. Shit."

"Did you tell him we'd be here?"

"Of course not," Lisa said. "Why would I do that?"

"I don't know – maybe you two are okay now."

"We had sex in a bathroom sink. Who counts that as 'okay'?"

"Then what the hell is he doing here? Does he have some kind of homing device that only lights up when you've got a drink in your hand?" Chaeyoung asked.

"I have no idea, but at least I've finally learned from my mistakes as far as he's concerned," Lisa sighed. Her fingers had started to pick at the label on her beer bottle. "Is he with his band again?"

"Isn't he always?"

Oh, God. If there was anything worse than running into Mingyu, it was running into him when he was surrounded by his posse of wannabe Arctic Monkeys.

"Is he coming over?"

"No, but he's still looking at you," Chaeyoung said. She spotted the trapped look on Lisa's face and frowned. "Shit. Are you okay? Should we leave?"

Lisa sighed. "No, don't be stupid. You can still get your rocks off."

"But you—"