Torn Between: (discontinued! Read Under Wraps for new story)

Chapter 43: Mobsters

(A/N: This is a really long update and the next one will probably be just as long, so I hope you don't mind xD... It gives you more to read though right?;) Please remember to COMMENT and VOTE!! Kamsahmnida!)

TEASER FILMING: DAY ONE!

*HeaWoo's POV*

"Hurry girls, we don't want to keep them all waiting too long," I shouted over my shoulder, jogging my way up the stairs, YoonMi, SuMin and Grace all trailing behind me like little ducklings following their mother. Now on the second floor I quickly made my way down the long corridor to the room the lads were waiting for us. I stopped in the middle of the hall way when I saw Chen and ChanYeol standing outside of the room looking inwards with shocked expressions. I tilted my head to the side curiously and stepped forwards slowly.

"Guys?" I asked and the pair of them snapped their heads round to stare at me. "What's going on?" They both looked each other and shared a simple expression, an expression I recognised as worry. ChanYeol just simply pointed his finger into the room. I furrowed my eyes brows and walked quicker.

When I got to the door way my view was being blocked my the towering figures of Exo. I pushed my way through the small gaps between each member. "Oh, mianhe noona," KyungSoo exclaimed and jumped out of my way.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked and looked at all of the lads that were just standing around doing nothing. "You're supposed to be working." KyungSoo bit his lip nervously and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. I scanned the room, focusing on every Exo member individually, counting them up inside me head, but I could only count 11. "Where is BaekHyun, is he still not out of makeup yet?!" I asked frustrated. That boy was always the last ready. Him and his stupid eyeliner.

"I'm down here, HeaWoo-noona," I heard his sweet voice. I looked down at the floor and gasped, my hand flew up to slap over my mouth. BaekHyun was sat on the floor, and on his lap lay Sophie, her head heavy, arms limp, dangling down, swaying whenever BaekHyun moved, like seaweed on the beach clinging to a rock, moving whenever a wave washed over it. Her eyes were closed and her face was peaceful, not a single crease on her milky skin.

"What on Earth?" I gasped. "What happened to her?"

BaekHyun shrugged and looked down at her face, his hand moving to brush a single stray strand of hair away that was sticking to her glossy lips. "I just said hello to her and then she fainted."

Behind me I heard a little suppressed giggle. My head snapped around to see Rose stood hiding behind Xiumin, biting her knuckles, desperately trying to not laugh out loud. "Something you'd like to share?" I asked raising my eyebrows inquisitively.

She shook her head quickly from side to side, her fringe flying about through the air. She took in a deep breath then hold it in her lungs, pressing her lips together, hoping it would stop her laughing. I knew she was hiding something, and I wanted to know what she found so funny. Sometimes because of the childish way she acted, I forgot she was one of the oldest. I must remember to keep her away from Chen and ChanYeol in the future, they're a really bad influence on her. "Kang ChanMi," I addressed her sternly by her full name. "Either you stop laughing, or you tell us what you are finding so amusing." I motioned to Sophie's limp body, which was still snugly lay across BaekHyun's lap and gave her a stern look. "Your group mate is unconcious on the floor and your just stood there giggling like a highschool girl."

"Jewsonghamnida unnie," she apologised and looked down at her feet. I looked around the large room for an option, an when I saw a long sofa tucked away in the far corner of the room.