We Were Special.

Unknown

I missed my family a lot. I can't move into my grandparents house because it's just for old people. I was really glad Minghao and Wonwoo were here. My favorite song came on and Wonwoo grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him. His hand was on my waist and we were swaying back and forth. I was laughing so hard at us dancing. Minghao was on his phone. When Hoshi came in my hotel room and pushed Wonwoo because he was drunk,I don't know what it was but I wasn't happy about it. I actually have a little crush on Wonwoo. He's nice,caring,sweet,he has a nice body,deep voice,raps. He's perfect. Hoshi wasn't that type of person. That time when I fell because my legs were weak, Wonwoo helped me up,not Hoshi,but Wonwoo. I'm glad they haven't left. Maybe those two just needed time off. "Abby,I've been thinking that maybe I'll quit being a Kpop idol and move in with you. Then we can be happy together." Wonwoo says. "No. That's not a good idea. Your fans need you." I say. "I need you Abby." Wonwoo says. I can't believe he said that. "I love you Abby.I understand if you don't love me back,but can we try to be together?" Wonwoo says. "I love you too Wonwoo. But,you can't just leave your fans all alone. I will go out with you as long as you spare time for me and stay a Kpop idol."I say. He nods. I hug him and he hugs me back. Minghao was just sitting there with his mouth wide open like he was surprised to see that we both love each other. I honestly don't know what to cook for dinner. "Wonwoo,what's for dinner?" I ask. "I don't know.Ask Minghao." He says. "Minghao what do you want for dinner." I ask. He just shrugs his shoulders. I decided to order pizza. After dinner I receive a text from unknown.
Unknown:I know where you are and what you did.
Abby: who is this?
Unknown: that doesn't matter. If you don't meet me at 3 pm tomorrow,Your boyfriend Wonwoo and his friends won't be here anymore.
Abby: I'll be there.
Unknown: good. We are meeting at Lupare Cafe at 3 pm sharp.
Abby:ok
I knew exactly who this was. It was my father. My grandparents never talked about him while I was in the room with them. The last thing I ever heard about my father was that he'd do anything to get his baby girl back.