Topp Dogg Fanfic- Two Groups, One Heart (completed)

Chapter Nineteen: Playing Along

Sara-Jo

Here he comes. This is it. I'm going to do this. I won't be scared, I won't back out. Most importantly, I won't get attached.

Takumi walks into my room. "Hi Baby." I try not to show my displeasure at the new nickname he created for me. Last week on Friday, he declared me his girlfriend in front of the group. They all glared at me. Every single face in that room scared me. Then again, he was playing right into my plan, so I pretended to be happy.

I intertwined my fingers with his and gripped his hand as tight as possible. Then, I got a little closer to him and leaned my head onto his shoulder. It honestly disgusted me. I really don't like this kids hair. It's just so long and, well, long. Men's hair should not be long. At least, in my opinion it shouldn't be. I showed the biggest smile I could and still received glares. Or was it Takumi who was supposed to be receiving the glares?

Every hour, literally, Takumi has been coming into my room since Wednesday, when I was truly declared a member of the group. It's really bothering me, but I'm a good actress. I played along and ran my fingers through his hair as he slept there, in my bed with me. I had no say in it. He just assumed I was okay with it, which is cool. I'm totally okay with a freaking drag queen coming in and sleeping on me.

Drag Queen is my inner nickname for Takumi. Of course I can't call him that for real, he might get angry. Instead, I call him Baby back and act as if I enjoy his hourly visits.

On Sunday, I died inside. I lost all emotion I could possibly have on that day. Telling Hansol and Kidoh those things was pure torture. Of course, Takumi was right there to "comfort" me. He thought that when we got home, the perfect thing to cheer me up would to kiss me. Let me just tell you that it was awful. He's sweet and all, but I'm not at all in love with him. I may be slightly attracted, but nothing more.

Since yesterday, Takumi has been getting a bit too comfortable with me. He's practically moved into my room. We share a dresser now and my bed. It is the most uncomfortable thing in the world to sleep with somebody you don't want to have a relationship with. The way he holds me in the beginning to fall asleep is horrible. I get all sweaty and I don't like the feeling of being touched. Then, last night I realized that he moves in his sleep. Nothing like getting a mouth full of hair mid-breath.

I sat up and punched him in the side. He slowly woke up and sat up next to me. His eyes were half open when I said "Cut your hair." I demanded it more than I said it. He leaned closer to me and kissed me on the lips. I didn't kiss him back that time. When he pulled away and laid back down, he finally told me he would cut it.

I slapped him again. "Sleep on the floor Drag Queen." That was the first time I voiced what I was actually thinking. A proud smile spread across my face as he crawled across my legs and laid down on the floor. I threw a pillow at him and the top layer of blankets. I only wanted to sleep with the comforter. That night I got the most sleep I think I've had since Takumi declared me his girlfriend.

Now, it's around lunch time. I just finished getting ready for the day. I knew when Takumi would be coming to see me. Today, I planned to take his phone out of his pocket. Last night, he hid it somewhere, so I couldn't get to it.

I heard the knob turn from the other side and was quickly on alert. I sat on the bed in my usual place. Takumi flung the door open. He spun around once and looked at me. The boy actually cut his hair. Now I'm really attracted to him. He has it styled nicely. It reminded me of Justin Bieber's cut for a few seconds. I really don't like Justin Bieber, but I have to admit that the hair cut is nice.

Takumi sat down next to me and took my hand. He held it on his thigh. "Well, what do you think?" I smiled. "That you wouldn't really get it cut." He leaned a little closer to me. "Well, I did because you asked me to." Then, he kissed me. He sighed when he moved away.