He has every girl under his fingers .He doesn't care what he throws at his life.
But happens when life throws something at him?
Or maybe it's a someone..
I watch him, his eyes closed his bangs covering his eyes. I then feel his forehead. It seemed okay
If he dies on me...
Picking my head up I see his eyes open. "Kim TAEHYUNG," I say grabbing his shoulder. "Are you ok?" I asked running a hand through my hair. "You really don't know what a cold is. Can you just go away?" he replies.
What a jerk.
"Go and Kys," I say pushing him away hard.
Walking away suddenly he grabs my waist and pulls me close to him. He leans his head on my shoulder. "You like me, don't you?"He whispers.
"*scoffs* excuse me what's dis all of a sudden," I say annoyed. I turn around and take a step back. He scoffs. My back hits the door. He stares at me. I can't breathe due to the thin brink of space TAEHYUNG just created.
"Why don't you just admit that you like me Geyong." He says slamming his hand on the side of the door.
"I don't like you, stop being so spoiled hoe, "I growl like a dog. He scoffs and tilts his head.
"You just don't know how to mind your business do you?"
I look down feeling a little bit guilty.
"Playboy," I mutter under my breath.
"Excuse me?" he stops, looking highly offended.
"You heard me, Playboy. What kind of sick joke do you thinking you're playing? Do you think girls are all just going to fall to your side? Be a better pers-"
Before I knew it, Taehyung's hands held my face. His lips softly moved past mine. This Playboy.
"You're so very annoying."
Immediately I push him off and he straddles backward.
"Stop messing with people's feelings, It's getting to be annoying,"I mutter and leave the house, recklessly running through the red lights.
He really is making my life miserable.
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