Chapter Five

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*Amelia's POV*

Hansol was right. I did feel overwhelmed. I couldn't even see Condu/Maam because of the fans; they were everywhere. Screaming and some even crying , the noise was hurting my ears. I felt stupid for acting so confident back in the car, because now I feel the exact opposite. I needed Hansol's hand in mine. So I grew some balls and I grabbed his hand, although I didn't want him to have the satisfaction of knowing I was wrong. He gave me the cheekiest smile ever when my skin touched his. He was undeniably handsome.

Hand in hand, we got through all the fans, stopping occasionally for Hansol to sign some autographs, but the only question the fans were all asking was 'Who is she?'.

"I hate to say I told you so." Hansol said cockily whilst revealing his bright white smile from laughing. We were now sat at our table; he never told me we would have the whole restaurant to ourselves.

"Well I just didn't think it would be like that, but I'm sure I will get used to it." I tried to justify myself, I didn't like being wrong, especially to Hansol.

"It will take some time, but I will help you. I really want you to settle in here, I rarely get to speak to anyone else outside of the band so it's good to have you around. Don't get me wrong I love all my bros, but your company has made me realise how nice it is having someone else to talk to."

"Wow" I said without thinking about it.

He looked confused.

"I mean, I just didn't expect you to be so deep and impassioned, but you really are, aren't you?" I realised there was a lot more to him than what met the eye.

His cheeks flushed red and he changed the topic of conversation as quick as he could.

"ready to order babe?" He chuckled as he called the waiter over to our table. I half smiled and nodded my head, we both couldn't help but find this fake relationship thing hilarious.

After we had ordered our food Hansol suggested we play a game. This guy says he is seventeen years old but sometimes I think he could be thirteen, I love that side to him. I agreed to the game before I even knew what it was.

"So I get to ask you five questions and you can ask me five questions, we will take it in turns whilst we wait for our food. Cool?"

"Cool." I replied "I will go first - Whens your birthday?"

"Really, 'whens your birthday', real juicy Amelia" He said as he mocked me jokingly. "18th February 1998..my go!" He said excitedly. "Have you got a boyfriend at home?"

"No" I replied quickly. "I've never really had a real boyfriend- I suppose I've had a few crushes here and there but never anything serious" Hansol looked pleased. "Okay my turn. How come you can speak such good English?"

"Well I'm originally from New York but my family and my parents moved to Korea when I was five years old - So I'm half American, half Korean." He explained, it sounded rehearsed like he was asked about it all the time.

"Woah that must be so cool, being so fluent in two different languages" I said amazed.

"Yeah you could see it like that." he said in a disregarding tone.

"Well what other way could you see it?" I asked.

"That counts as a question." He stated playfully. "Well, I get discriminated against quite a lot, especially at kpop events. Pledis discriminate towards too, but i try not to let it bother me anymore. I often feel like an outsider."

I instantly felt sorry for him, how could anyone ever be mean to this little cutie. He was kind and considerate and i already knew he would never do anything to harm anyone.

"Whats something you do that I wouldn't expect" he said intriguingly, obviously not wanting to speak further about the previous question.

I racked my brain and suddenly remembered. "I do taekwondo."

He looked surprised "Scoups is a black belt in taekwondo" after he made his statement he seemed displeased talking about the other boys.

"Really!" I said "Id love for him to teach me sometime."

Hansol looked mortified, I didn't know what his problem was and I don't think I wanted to.

"Whats the first thing you notice in a girl?" I asked warily.

"Obviously a great personality and a pair of pretty legs" He then looked me up and down and raised his eyebrows, I couldn't help but blush. Having a gorgeous boy compliment me felt nice, its never really happened before.

"My go!" he called "Do you have a nickname"

"That's random Hansol, but no I don't" i said

"Right i'm going to give you one." He examined me whilst he thought of one. Suddenly his eyes lit up. "Mimi!" he shouted.

"I like that" I exclaimed. It was cute and most importantly Hansol gave me it.

Our food was then delivered to our table. It looked delicious and couldn't wait to eat it. Me and Hansol chatted our way through brunch, laughing and joking. He is a great person and has the exact same sense of humor as me. I'm so happy I will be sharing this month with him.

After we finished our food I began to stand up to get ready to leave. Hansol looked at me and whispered "We are gonna have to kiss when we leave the restaurant okay? Just thought I'd tell you before I unexpectedly pounced on you." I laughed. Wait what?! I couldn't help feel nervous, even more so than it was planned! Calm, Amelia.. It's Hansol your friend.

We exited the building and i knew it was coming. He placed one of his hands on the arch of my back and the other sweeped my hair out of my face. I looked into his big brown eyes and remembered that this was my job. He smiled before his lips touched mine. I shut my eyes as the hand that was on my back, pulled me closer causing me to breathe into his mouth, he kissed me softly before pulling away and pecking the tip of my nose.

He grabbed my hand as the paparazzi took snaps of us, leading me into the car, he made sure my seat belt was on and we set off back to Pledis HQ. I can honestly say I have never been kissed like that in my life. I need to remember that this is what I have been hired to do and nothing more, however nobody told me how much of a good kisser Hansol was.



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