Thank fuck it was saturday.
I was looking at myself in the bathroom mirror.
I looked horrible.I had huge, dark bags under my eyes, my hair was ruffled and stuck up in every direction and I was paler than usual. All this, because I wasn't able to sleep last night. My mind had been to much of a mess. I just rolled around in bed untill it was morning.
You see, this wasn't something that I did, I never walked around kissing people, ESPECIALLY fuckboys. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what had gotten in to me.
I quickly pulled my hand through my hair and went back to bed.
I had already decided not to get out of my bed all weekend.Soon I felt my eyelids slowly getting heavier and the world fading away.
Knock knock knock
I decided to ignore that.
Boom boom boom
My eyes snapped open and I groaned. I was so going to kill who ever was banging on my door.
I groggily got up and walked out of my room, heading to the front door. The knocking didn't stop as I was walking over to the door.
I pulled the door open, with a glare already evident on my face. Before I could even get a look at who it was, I was pulled into a tight hug. I started smiling as i realised who it was.
"Fuck Baek I was so worried, jeezus fuck dude I didn't hear from you since I took you home like I legit thought you were dead or something when you didn't answer my texts or calls."
The deer boy pulled away.
"Sorry Lu... I wasn't feeling to good..." I said, feeling guilty for making Luhan worry so much.
"Yeh no it's fine.... Just fucking PLEASE ANSWER MY CALLS IN THE FUTURE YOU DUMB HOE"
I started laughing. Luhan glared at me for a second, but started laughing with me soon after.
As our laughter died down a smile was plastered on both of our faces.
"Let's go inside" I said, while slightly tugging on his arm.
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A/Nwow sorry my updates are gettin rEALLY short HEH
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