When I Leave | EXO

(24) Waiting for them to tell us

6 days later, we were still on the bus, on our last day of tour. All we had left was an interview in the early morning, then we could go home. But getting home would take time, because we were so far away from home.

I was excited to see the boys again. Mainly Xiumin. If I was beginning to like him like I was thinking, it would be confirmed when I see him again in person. If my heart beats fast, I know it's true. If nothing changes, then I'll know that I didn't like him.

But what if my heart raced? What if I did like him? SM didn't let relationships happen often. Though there were always rumors amongst the fandoms about new relationships, none of them actually happened, and were simply fantasies. If I liked Xiumin, what would I do? No one even ships that. SM would never let that happen.

I didn't need to worry anyway. Xiumin didn't like me that way. Maybe he did at one point, but there was no way he did anymore. Too much happened.

"Girls! Get your skirts on! Interview starts in 30!" As we sat on the couches quietly, still wearing normal clothes, Mr. Park rushed us to get ready.

We stood, while the boys stayed in their positions of just watching TV. Hajae started her stomach, then switched to rubbing her back. She groaned, "Goddammit, the pain is back, twice as hard."

None of us had an explanation for it. Mr. Park went wide eyed, "Do you wanna reschedule the interview?"

She shook her head, "I've been feeling like this for basically the entire tour. I'll probably still feel like it any day around today. Let's just get it over with."

Mr. Park nodded, satisfied with her determined words. We went back to the bunks.

We stripped out of our normal clothes, replacing them with more formal attire. Hajae required assistance, but then we all raced to the bathroom to brush our teeth, since the interview people would do our makeup, and we already had our normal makeup on. Hajae didn't run, but she walked fast to catch up, and we let her go first since she was unprivileged.

By the time we finished, we were pulling into the building of where we'd be interviewed. And with that, my stomach startled tingling, while my back began to ache. I must've been nervous. Maybe that was Hajae's problem the entire week.

We waved to SHINee, then stepped off the bus, onto the road. Instantly, we were greeted with the screaming of fans and all I saw was signs and copies of CDs. Many people held pens our to us for autographs, and quite a few held cell phones for selfies. None of us could help but stop for a few signatures or pictures.

Once inside, I realized how warm the building was compared to the outside. It meant winter was on it's way. I hated that season more than anything.

"Annyeonghaseyo. I'm Shindong, and this is the set of our interview."

"We already met, Shindong. Just a few days, we were that group that went on after SHINee." Sorae reminded him.

He laughed, "No I remember, I just have to say that to our guests."

We nodded, rushing backstage to get lighting makeup done. They pressed powder on our faces, going on about our 'perfect' skin and 'flawless' lips. I wouldn't call myself those words, but I didn't correct them.

Soon enough, we were sitting on a couch next to two men, Shindong and a man with the name Hyungjong. The nervous feeling, my stomach and back, increased all of a sudden, right before going away.

Shindong grinned to us, "Be natural, don't hide anything. Act like yourself."

I found that hard to do with all the secrets we held, but we all nodded anyway.