Running Towards You (An EXO Fanfic)

Chapter 15 - Oppa

As I drove home, it seemed to speed by even faster than the time it took to get to the market.

After tirelessly parking my car, I headed up to my apartment.

I opened the door to only be met by silence. 

Man, Adara is always gone lately. She is probably somewhere with Kiwon. 

I took off my shoes and went and changed into my pajamas. I came back into the living room and went straight for the fridge. 

I opened it up to see that we still had some of our ice cream left and with no regrets, I grabbed the whole tub and a spoon and went and sat on the couch.

I turned on the T.V and the screen instantly displayed an episode of Running Man, one of the earlier ones.

As I sat there, watching the antics between the members and the guests in the episode, piling ice cream endlessly into my mouth, I felt content.

I hope Kyungsoo will still talk to me after today. I know he said he would but I do hope to remain as friends. I just feel bad. 

Aish, just when I thought I was done feeling bad about today, he popped back in my head.

It's okay, Y/N. It's not like you can force yourself to have feelings for him. It would be worse to date him with no feelings than to just tell him you didn't like him. 

Yeah. At least I was honest, no matter how intense it was.

As the episode finished on the screen, I looked down and realized that I had eaten about 3/4 of the ice cream. 

Trying to refrain myself, I turned off the televison, knowing that Adara probably wouldn't be home tonight, and sadly put the ice cream back in the fridge. 

I then headed off to bed, hoping to fall asleep quickly.

I climbed under my covers and drifted off.

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Call me baby. C-call me baby.

I was suddenly disrupted in my sleep from a phone call. I looked at my phone to see that is was from Oppa. 

Who is this again?

Wait...isn't that Sehun? Jesus, why is he calling so late?

I picked up the phone only to be greeted by heavy breathing on the other end of the phone.

"Hello?" I said sheepishly, sitting up in my bed.

"Y/N?" I heard the voice on the other end say. 

"The one and only," I said. "What is up? Why are you calling me so late?" I asked him. I looked down to see the time. "It is 4 in the morning."

Before he answered, I just heard panting.

Is he running?

"I-I have a problem..." he said breathlessly into the phone. 

I suddenly became more alert.

"What is it? What is wrong?" I asked, slightly panicking.

"I- uh..." he stuttered. "Might have wanted to come see you tonight, and I may or may not be in your neighborhood." 

"Excuse me?" I asked in shock. What the- How does he even know where I live?

"I was trying to come unnoticed but then some fans saw me walking and started to chase me. I think I am near your house. C-could you tell me your address?"