Hello guys~ this is my first book, if there's any spelling mistakes I'm sorry :p I'm bad at English >D< Anyways enjoy!!!
You laid in the middle of the living room floor flipping through channels and constantly checking your phone. It had been a week since you had seen Youngbin, you didn't understand what was wrong. He took you out on a wonderful date, you went for a walk together and after you went back to the dorms and watched movies. It was even the first time you had actually kissed, 'was it bad, did my breathe smell? Maybe he did n't like it? You thought to yourself as you buried your face in your pillow.
Your phone vibrated. You quickly sat up and read the text youngbin sent you. "Sorry I 'm busy tonight, maybe next weekend."You threw the pillow at the wall, why was he being like this? You quickly sent out a call to him, but it only continued to ring and finally went to voicemail. Ya! If you do n't want to see me so badly, or if you really hated that kiss so much just say so! If you really dont like me then we can just end! "You said angrily and hung up. You threw your phone at the wall without thinking and heard the phone crack.
Yaa!!Stupid stupid stupid! You thought to yourself as you stood up and started to clean. You always did this when you were angry, clean every inch of your apartment. You threw laundry in the washer and started to wash dishes, you scrubbed the dish as hard as you could thinking of how angry youngbin had made you. You quickly tossed the clean dish into the rinse pile and reached to grab a knife but without thinking your grabbed the sharp end. You hissed out in pain and saw that your palm was cut. "Of course,"you groaned to yourself as you turned on the water and ran water over the cut. You grabbed a towel and wrapped your hand in it and made your way to the bathroom to bandage it. You had successfully wrapped your hand but since you were only able to use one hand was sloppily done. You didnt care, you left your bathroom and picked up clothes that were around your apartment.
You had made a mess when you were eagerly getting ready for your date with youngbin that you forgot to pick up. "Can you believe, I got so work up for him, then he avoids me for a week! He barely even texts!"You said out loud to yourself as you walked into the living room and saw your broken phone still sitting there. You walked over and picked it up, the screen was lit up but since it was cracked you could n't even see who was calling. You tossed it onto the table and started to clean again.
You turned to your stereo and powered it on. you turned up the volume hoping to drowned out the thoughts of him as you continued your frustrated cleaning. You were in the middle of cleaning the shelves in your living room when you thought you heard knocking. You stopped for a moment and listened, maybe it was just the music. You shrugged it off and continued to clean but then you heard it again, this time it was louder. You quickly stopped the radio and listened, 'was my music too loud? Did I make the neighbors mad?'You thought as you stared at your front door. Knock knock knock, you heard again seeing the door almost shaking with the hard knocking. "I 'm coming!"You said quickly as you ran over to the door, you unlocked it and pulled it open quickly, "I 'm so sorry!"You began but you looked up to see Youngbin standing in your doorway He was breathing hard as his he 'd ran all the way up the stairs, his nose was red from being cold and he looked like he panic. "What are you doing here?" You asked as your anger brewed back up. "What is this?" Youngbin asked about breathes as he played on his phone and your message you left him played out loud. "That 's ..." "You' re breaking up with me by voice mail?" Youngbin almost shouted as he stepped into your apartment. "You would not even answer my call or see." You shouted back as he slammed the door behind him. "I told you! ..." "You're 'busy'I get it, do not you?" "I do not know what you're doing!" You're screaming as you pushed the door into youngbin as he followed you. "Would you stop and just talk to me!" Youngbin demanded as he stopped the door from hitting him. "Now you want to talk? You seemed so rushed and busy to talk to me when we were last together, as a matter of fact,"you started as you turned to him, "you had me leave in the middle of the night to walk home!" "It 's not like that,"youngbin whispered as he stared down at his feet. "Then what? Am I that bad of a kisser? Did my breath smell so bad that you rushed me out?"You said as you stormed towards him.
