I Love You || GOT7 (REVAMP IN PROGRESS)

Chapter 2

________ POV

Was I imagining things? Can it really be her? Why is she here?

I went upstairs to Eomma's room. I knocked and entered her room.

" Eomma, who's that girl in the kitchen?"

" Hmmm... I didn't expect you two to meet until dinner ", Eomma spoke in a low toned voice.

" Eomma, she's not one of those girls you're trying to set me up with right?", I raised an eyebrow.

" No darling. Of course not! She's your childhood friend, Hye Mi, remember? ", Eomma said.

" Hye Mi?!?! Why is she here? Is she staying with us? How could you not tell me?", I bombed her with all these questions.

" Honey, how can I answer your questions when you won't let me talk?" *sigh* " Hye Mi and her family got in an accident about a couple of weeks ago. She's fine but her parents didn't make it. She has no one to turn to. Once I heard the news I had to do something, so I told her to stay with us. "

She noticed that I had a sad expression on my face and sat next to me. " I thought, maybe if she saw you, you would remind her of the good times you've spent together. She doesn't have anyone and she could really use a friend. She's going to be attending your school as well so please watch over her and take care of her okay, for Eomma?"

I nodded and left. I went towards my room and someone bumped into my chest.

HYE MI POV

After walking around the house, I felt a little overwhelmed and decided to take a rest in my room. I went upstairs and checked the time on my phone. I bumped into something or someone. I looked up and froze. It was the guy from the kitchen. I immediately moved aside, bowed, and apologized. I looked down to avoid making eye contact.

"S-sorry "

Dammit why do i always stutter when I'm nervous. *facepalm*

He chuckled and patted my head.

"Don't worry about it ", he said and went into the room across from mine. I touched my head where his hand was. 

That...was...weird.

I shrugged it off and went to my room. I collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

2 HOURS LATER

* KNOCK KNOCK*

"Hye Mi-ah~~~ Time for dinner", Mrs. Im said.

"De~ ", I replied. I sat up and stretched. I went downstairs and sat at the dinner table. A man was sitting at the head reading. It must've been Mr.Im. The guy from earlier was sitting next to him and across from me.

"Ah~ Hye Mi! I haven't seen you in years!", Mr.Im said with a husky voice. I bowed and greeted him. We all sat down and started eating.

"Hye Mi, I sent in your school application today and retrieved your uniform. You'll be attending a local arts school with Jaebum on Monday.", Mrs. Im said.

"Jaebum? ", I said.

"Me.", the guy sitting across from me said, " I know it's been a couple of years but I didn't expect you to completely forget me", he smiled and continued to eat his food.

Couple of years? Forget me? What is this guy talking about?...........

"OMO," I suddenly spoke as I realized.

I covered my mouth the moment I said that aloud.

" Hye Mi-ah are you okay?", Mrs. Im said.

Everyone looked at me with worry.

"Sorry... I just remembered something... It's not important. I didn't mean to worry you...", I said.

I can't believe it. How could I have forgotten him. Im Jaebum... He was my childhood friend. He's changed so much. He's definitely gotten more handsome.

I glanced at him and he was looking at me with smirk. It's like he knew what I was thinking. After dinner I helped wash the dishes and thanked them for the meal. I went upstairs to my room and grabbed my pajama shorts and a t-shirt that belonged to my dad. The maid gave me a towel and I went to the bathroom to take a shower. The warm water was so relaxing.

Ah~~ I needed this. All this stress....gone, washed away and down the drain.

After I finished showering, I walked toward my room. Jaebum came outside of his room and headed toward my direction. He noticed me.

"Took you this long to finally remember me? Ouch. ", he said.

" J-Jaebum-ssi... I'm sorry I didn't remember you" I looked down to avoid his eye contact.

He walked towards me. Every step he took forward, I took a step back. When I suddenly hit my back against the wall, he put his arms on the wall, trapping me in between.

He slowly leaned in and whispered, " You can call me oppa."

He left and headed to the bathroom, while I was left there with my face blushing bright shades of red.