Jaemin added you to a group chat: 12:47
Jaemin:
K guys, the party will be @ 7 tonight, come around 4. I'll bring food. Pizza work?
12: 48
Mark:
Ye I'll bring all the supplies don't worry
12:50
Renjun:
I'll be a little late. 4:30. Sorry
1:01
Y/n read every message, with each buzz from her phone another level of dread came. The nervousness and dreading of the party make her stomach hurt, and she groaned as she tossed and turned on her bed.
Me:
I'm sick. Can't come.
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Sick of trying to act like it's okay
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So sorry, I'm not coming. You can't make me.
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Please....
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The idea of walking into his house was too much. Yet, 3 hours later. She walked to the steps of Haeun's house, wearing the same faded white jeans, and blue blouse she wore when she first learned of Jaemin'a girlfriend.
For the next 2.5 hours, they worked to hang up streamers and banners, blowing up balloons, and trying to make sure chenle didn't drop the cake.
The 2.5 hours felt strangely peaceful . The music blasting while they worked kept her anxiety down, and it was almost fun, watching Mark and haechan dance to Monster by Exo. They almost forgot to decorate for the party after jisung and renjun went off in a dance battle. Jisung won, but then again he was one of the most dedicated dancers y/n ever knew.
They whole thing reminded her of those music videos, where the melody started playing without any electric instruments, and the singers started to sing more slow. Where it looked like the band members were moving slowly, because the moment was one to last.
All of this was shattered when Jaemin's phone buzzed. He reached over to read it, and then looked at the people.
"She's coming! Everyone hide!"
And y/n's moments with her friends had disappeared. She was left with the same anxiety as before.
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Thoughts • l.mh
Storie d'amore"No, that's what you thought. I know you tried, you really tried, but in the end, he's not the one for you. You know it." FINISHED
