Who We Aren't (SLOW UPDATE)

Chapter 11

Another one!! Woohoo. AND inspiration hit and I already know what I want to do for the next chapter, so hopefully you'll have another in a couple of days. Enjoy, comment, and let me know what you think! I'm also really flexible in this story so if there is something you want to see happen, let me know and I'll see if I can make it happen. As always, thank you for all your support and patience with this story.

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**| Sang's POV |**

It took me about half an hour to get ready, showering, putting my hair up into a braid, and then getting dressed. I threw on a long sleeve dark red shirt with three buttons at the top and a pair of dark jeans. I grabbed my coat, throwing it over my arm to put on when I got downstairs. I grabbed my purse, putting my phone and wallet inside with my fake ID, and then grabbed my hotel key-card before leaving.

I was feeling antsy about meeting Gabriel but a little excited to see Victor again and during the elevator ride, I kept shifting from foot to foot, nervous. I eyed the stop button, contemplating pressing it before I got down to the first floor.

What if his brother didn't like me? I wanted them all to like me because I liked Sean a lot and they seemed like the type to make a relationship difficult on the couple if not everyone approved.

I needed their approval. Every time I talked to Sean, or saw him, or thought about him, I fell deeper and deeper and soon, very soon, there was no going back.

I mean, he came here, to New York City, because he was worried about me. He just changed all his plans and hopped on a plane to come check up on me even though he knew I was going to be back home tomorrow. And as a doctor, it wasn't easy to change his schedule.

The elevator stopped and the doors opened while I held back an attempt to hide and wait for the doors to close.

I spotted Sean right away only a few feet away from the elevators and smiled at him when our eyes met, my cheeks warming. My concerns all flew away just by seeing him. Victor stood next to him with someone in front of them talking away with his arms flailing animatedly. His back was to me but when Victor spotted me and smiled, sending me a wave, he froze and turned to face me.

His crystal blue eyes flickered over my face and clothes before he looked over at Sean and Victor.

"Holy fucking shit, she's gorgeous. Are you sure she's your girlfriend, Doc? Did you hit your head and not tell us again?"

I giggled as I joined them. "Sean was right. You are colorful."

"Colorful?" he asked, his eyes filling with confusion. "What does that even mean?"

I smiled. "Just that you're you, the life of the party."

He blinked at my words before breaking out into a wide smile. "I've been telling them for years that parties don't begin until I'm there."

I giggled and returned his wide smile.

"If you keep giggling, I'm going to have to give you the cure," Sean teased and my eyes widened as I pressed my lips together, though my chest shook with laughter as I tried to keep it in.

Everyone else broke out laughing and I used that moment to take Gabriel in.

He was only a few inches taller than me, with a deeper voice than Victor's, a little gruff. His rich brown hair fell around his chin but he kept it brushed back with only two blond locks kept around his face. He was lean with defined muscles. He had an angular chin, slight nose, and perfectly arched eyebrows. He wore stud earrings in each ear and three black rings in his right ear.