Shameless Love - Park Chanyeol

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Chanyeol

- Tuesday December 13th

While standing outside the entrance of the bricked school building with the rest of EXO and pointless annoying teenage girls that are always trying to talk to us, my wandering eyes roamed the surroundings, not paying one single attention to whatever my group was saying in their separate side conversations, trying to find that uncanny 16 year old kid that I confessed to yesterday. So far, there was no sight of her. How much do you want to bet she will purposely be late today just so she couldn't run into me?

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Baekhyun appraising a glance up in my direction, revealing the worry in his dictation when asking quietly so no one else can hear but my ears "Hey are you okay? You've been acting strange all morning." stating the facts.

"I'm fine." I lied, I'm not even close to fine. I'm loosing my mind. Ever since last night, my body couldn't function to doze off to a slow slumber, thinking all night on how I'm going to explain my concealed confession that I couldn't bear to hide. My stomach could feel the sharp gnawing pain unleash as I run my fingers through my rough hair in frustration. Feeling the guilt tense up a little. Baekhyun had dissatisfaction plowing his brow, not believing a word that just came out of my mouth, seeing my tired yet fidgety movements. "Dude, calm down. What the hell is wrong with you?" perceiving his full on concern towards my actions when I respond back "Nothing, I'm fine."

He walked over in front of me so I had to glance down at the tiny dude, seeing the unease beam in his eyes while viewing my sagged elliptical eyes with heavy lids droopy, still in a fidgety motion. Seeing him in a worried state just makes me on the urge to cry, it sucks seeing my friends and loved ones concerned for my stupid-minded actions. No one in the group payed close attention to our quiet yet tense tension, he inhaled a raspy deep breath before saying "Chanyeol, you're not fine. I'm your best friend, you can tell me anything. From what I'm seeing, you're not all right."

Flickering my glance outwards, just so the guilt inside me won't burst out at any moment, it caught to my brief attention when I noticed Emma getting out of her vehicle from distance, making my heart rate pace up. Silent heavy breaths sunk in, clenching my clammy firm hand as well as my neck tension to reveal my neck veins clearly, Baekhyun noticed me tensing up while wrenching my concentrating gaze outward as he hesitantly turned around to see what I'm viewing, his curious eyes spotted Emma walking in distance with her head faced down, leaving her frizzy bed-headed autumn hair flowing as the cold wind, starting to hit more harder, automatically making my arms wrap around myself, rubbing vigorously up and down to get the warmth that's needed for my lengthy body. Then my observant eyes noticed the heavy bags under her eyes with an tired some expression, knowing that I was the cause of her hardly-slept mode.

Baekhyun inspired a deep respiration before asking bluntly, still viewing out distance "It's about Emma, isn't it?" Biting my lower lip, swallowing unnecessarily, bearing to hear her name again, as I say hesitantly in a low tone "I-I'll talk to you later." and with that, my lengthy legs sped walked over to where Emma was headed. Since she was already in to the brick school building from another door entrance, I followed behind. Struggling to pass through the hoards of idiotic students in the main hallways, thinking that I lost sight of her in the crowd until my dark brown daggered at Emma from distance, placing some textbooks in her locker. Making my heart skip a beat just by viewing her. To get my cowardly self together, releasing a breathless exhale, I forthwith my approach towards her, feeling more hesitant once my giant-like figure gets imminent.

Right when I was standing awkwardly by her locker, she turns her little rounded head to the side to reveal myself in her presence, narrowing her eyes up to mine boldly as I could notice her jaw slightly clenched at my appearance. Holding her Algebra textbook in her hand, she still managed to cross her arms, with a plastered annoyed fake smile, knowing that's not her genuine warm smile with her hollow dimples revealing. She says in an unusual gruff tone, a little shaky as well saying "Go ahead, let me here your lame excuse. Oh wait," she sarcastically giggles, still feeling the hurt burden inside when continuing on to say