"HELLO BEAUTIFUL"

"HELLO BEAUTIFUL" (3)

CHAPTER 3 - Sssshhh...

[still key’s POV]

*chuckles* “a kiss will do” – guy.

“what!?” I opened my eyes.

“hello beautiful” the guy greeted me with a big smile on his face. “Will you please let me go?” I said.

“tsk.. tsk.. how about a THANK YOU?” –guy.

“thank you? For what? For scaring the hell out of me? For stalking me?” –key.

“what? Im not-” key cut off the guy.

I put my finger on his lips to shut him up. “Ssshh.. no need to explain. If you want my autograph, just say so”.*divaish key*

“What? I’m an athle-” –guy.

“aishhh~ now let me go. So I can give you your autograph” I flipped my hair.

His face then turned into serious. We keep silent until I noticed our awkward position. This guy is holding my waist so tight and my finger on his lips. Then I found myself looking at his eyes. This guy is the one with Mr. Jersey #7 and Mr. School President. His eyes were like black holes that swallows me into whole. I don’t understand but my heart started beating so fast. I never felt this way before even when I’m in a competition.

I felt his hold tighten and he started to lean closely. I closed my eyes. I felt his hot breathing brushed along my face. But I said “NO”. When I opened my eyes I saw the back of my hand and his lips met my palm.

“What do you think you’re doing? Huh!” I screamed.

“I just want my kiss” –guy.

“Huh?! As if!” I pushed hi so hard so he let go of me. “aisshh! Great! Now I’m late. I really need to go” I turned back to leave.

The guy grabbed my arm “wait! By the way I’m-” I cut him off.

“ohh~ I’ll take back what I said before. You’re not a psycho” I pulled my arm.

“Come on. It’s ok. You don’t have to say so-” I cut him off again.

“You’re a perv! Bye!” I started to walk.

*chuckles* “aishh. Hey! I’m Kim Jonghyun! You can call me Jonghyun” –jjong. *yep! Its jjong*

“Whatever!” I continued walking and waved my hand.

[jonghyun’s POV]

When the bell rang, I excused myself to my buddies. I went ahead to my class. I just don’t want Mr. Park to punish me. When I turned to the corner I heard someone shouting. As I looked back I saw our swimming champion running while closing his eyes.

“what’s wrong with him?” I grabbed him on hi waist and he called me a psycho. “What the heck?!” I tighten my hold and he started to beg. “I’ll give you what.. whatever you want” as I looked at his face, I shifted my gaze into his lips. “ok, nice pink lips and perfectly shaped” I told myself. I chuckled and said “a kiss will do”. He opened hi eyes and I greeted him with a smile on my face.

He wants me to let go of him. He didn’t even say a thank you and the worst part is he accused me as stalker. I tried to explain myself but he just puts his finger on my lips. Now, he had mistaken me as one of his fans that want to have his autograph. I tried to tell him that I’m also an athlete but he again pressed his finger.