My Boyfriend from Kindergarten

Nightmares (Chap. 19)

Saranghae...

All I care about is her and her boo boo!

This cake is so good!

Olivia...my bag..

My bag...

Stab

Stab!

"Agghhhh!!!!"

I jump up from my bed, covered in a cold sweat. My head pounding like a construction site, everything looking dizzy.

"Ugghh..my head" I close my eyes and begin to grab my head, realizing my hair is still wet. I never dried my hair.

"Olipia!" Knocks Kyungwoo, quickly opening the door not waiting for an answer.

"Olipia are you okay?! Why did you scream? You look horrible!" His groggy eyes trying to open in the middle of the night, sitting on my bed and holding his hand on my forehead.

"Woah you're burning up...I'm gonna get Woobin to bring you some medicine."

"No, I'm fine..honest. I just forgot to dry my hair after I showered.. Its just a head cold. I just need to dry my hair"

"Well let me help you" he gets up and runs to my bathroom and brings out a towel

"Here..." He hands it to me and looks at me with deep concern. I figured why he's so concerned. This was a bad night in general. Me screaming all night. Running away from him, he don't even know half of it.

"Olipia, I'm worried. I don't know what's wrong. But I know it's something bad, but you won't tell me."

"There's nothing wrong Kyungie. You don't need to worry about me. I just forgot to uh... do something in my room and I had to run and go shower because uhh I didn't want you to think I stink.. Yeah haha"

He was totally not buying it

"...mmhmm.. well, when you're ready to really tell me what's going on, I'll be here to listen. Olipia, don't ever think you cant tell me anything, okay? Nothing you say will make me change how I feel about you" he smiles softly and helps dry my hair with the towel, kissing my forehead

"Get some rest, yeobo. We won't go out tomorrow. We'll just rest and finish that movie Taehyung interrupted along with more and I'll cook dinner for you, how about that?"

I hesitated, still feeling horrible that he's catering to his worst enemy.

".. yeah, that sounds fine" I say pulling on the most fake smile I could possibly stunt.

"Great.. Have a good night sweetheart. If you need anything, even if it's just someone to talk to, just text me and I'll run back down here." He rubs my hand and gestures me to lay back down and quietly leaves the room.

I hope my head cold makes me forget everything that happened tonight.