Let Go

The Seventeen Others~Chapt 4

His breathing was heavy, he had given me my suitcase back and we were walking in silence along the dark road. Once both our breathing had calmed down I looked at him in the eyes. They looked so different from the last time I looked at them. He looked afraid, frightened and weak. My face dropped and I stopped in the middle of the pavement. I sighed, "Are you okay?" I looked at him and he was looking down at the floor, as if he was ashamed of himself. We waited in silence for a minute, but just as I was about to give up and walk again, he spoke, "I'm sorry...I'm really sorry" His voice sounded low and depressed, almost like he was on the point of crying. "For what?" I said, fiddling with my suitcase handle uncomfortably. He looked up at me and closed his eyes,"I didn't want to tell you this right away just because I didn't want you to think of me any different." He trailed his foot against the ground. "I'm a Korean pop star, I'm in a band called NCT and our music is really popular here..."
I stood and stared at him, "I kind of got hints that you were some sort of celebrity because all the clues that you gave off were pretty obvious" I laughed, he was a singer!? That's so cool because I LOVE music and I want to be a singer when I'm older.
He raised his eyebrows and laughed, his shoulders untensed and he ruffled his hair with relief. "Do you think any different of me?" We had locked eyes again, "Nope, your just a normal guy I guess" I said, casually. He smirked and we began to walk again. I said, "By the way, what was that though earlier? Why did we run like maniacs down the road?" We both laughed hard began to talk again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Later on, I suddenly realised that my Mum would be worried sick about me. And would probably be phoning the police at this stage. "OMG, I have to get back!! Everyone will be so worried!!"
Taeyong got out his phone and handed it to me, it was on maps. "What do I do with..." He looked at me like I was crazy. "Oh..but the thing is, I don't know my address" He gasped and put his hand to his head. "You don't have a phone!! Address! What is wrong with you!?"
I laughed nervously and he sighed."The only option is to come back to my place..."
I froze. Eventhough I felt like I could trust him, still...going into someone's house that I barely know??? But this is the only option I have?? I hesitated but replied with a nod.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~We were standing outside the door of his apartment, inside I could hear male voices. But not just one, LOTS. I whispered to him, "Is there people in there?" I backed away from the door cautiously. "Aha! Those are my roommates, they are part of NCT. Don't worry though, you will get to meet them!!" He smiled and took my suitcase from me. I felt nervous. The voices were mixtures of languages...Korean and Chinese maybe? Taeyong opened the door...the voices went silent and the door widened to see seventeen people standing infront of me, all in small groups. Their eyes widened as I shyly walked in. "Umm, hi" I smiled, so many people were staring at me intently. I turned to Taeyong and waited for him to explain. They all looked confused and looked at Taeyong. They suddenly talked all at once speaking fast words of Korean at him. "Woah WOAH!! Calm yourselves!! It's just a girl." He grinned at them and they looked back at me. "Hi, I'm Maya" I laughed awkwardly and looked embarrassingly down to the ground. "Hai" A different man's voice echoed from the far corner. I looked up and didn't know which one had spoke. "I'm Mark" He chuckled and stepped out, "Where you from?" His hair was light brown and he had a red head band on. Which made his hair stick out. "I'm from South Africa and Costa Rica..."
They all wooped in amazement and started talking together in Korean and Chinese. "Wow!! You pretty!!" Mark said, making a flirty face at me. I laughed with embarrassment, but immediately Taeyong had got hold of my hand and looked at all of them fiercly. Mark abruptly stepped back and the members started laughing. "OOOOOOOH Taeyonggggg!!!" He said but he turned away and they all went back to chatting with each other and drinking beer. I could feel myself blushing, Taeyong was not going to let go of my hand. "It's okay, I'm fine" I whispered at him and he looked down at me. He casually took his hand away and wheeled my suitcase out of the room. "C'mon then" He actioned with his hands so I followed him out of the room, but just as I turned back to look at all of them, a boy in the corner caught my eye. His hair was dark black, he had a thick fringe and his clothes were all snazzy. He was staring at me, just staring. I turned back in confusion and followed Taeyong along the hallway. What the fuck was that?
We walked to a room, which had a big black and red corner sofa. A desk was placed by the window, it had a posh Mac computer and a piano infront of it. It also had sheets of paper with lots of Korean words on them, which looked like song lyrics. On the other side of the wall lay a double bed, it was dark blue with white, fluffy cushions at the end. It looked SO cosy. I could not help myself, without thinking I ran for the bed and jumped into it, the duvet felt warm and deep. I squealed and looked up at him, his face was a mixture of surprise, humour and anger. "Mate, get off!" He was laughing, " MY bed" He opened a wardrobe and fiddled around in it. "What are you doing?" I questioned, still plunged deep into his soft bed. "Aha!" He appeared from the wardrobe, his arms were filled with a duvet. "No man! Please no!!" I looked at him pleadingly. "Haha, yes..." He threw a fluffy cushion at me from his bed and pushed me off it, I landed onto the duvet, thankfully dodging the hard wooden floor. "What the hell? You nearly killed me?!" I made an angry face at him and begun to lay out my blanket and cushion. I muttered under my breath "So mean..."
"I HEARD YOUUUUU!!" He said, pearing down below at me from his comfy bed. I sighed... "I'm going in the morning."
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I woke up breathing really heavy. I had sweat on my forehead and my heart was racing. It was pitch dark, only the moonlight from the window shone. I suddenly realised where I was, IN AN APARTMENT WITH 18 MEN!!!?? I gasped and looked over at Taeyong's bed. I saw him snuggled in all the duvets, his hair all messy and his eyes tightly closed. I got up quietly and brushed myself off. I squinted at the clock on his phone 3:28am. "Jeez, so late" I stretched on the spot for abit and flapped my clothes around so I could relax again and breath calmly. I'd had a bad dream. I wasn't surprised because it was common for me to get nightmares. It was a regular thing. After abit, I was breathing normally again and I plopped back on my blankets. "Wha...what are you doing?" Taeyong's voice filled the peaceful silence. I jumped, I hadn't realised but he had been watching me. "Oh nothing it's fine, had a nightmare,"
He groaned and pulled the duvet over his head. Mumbling, "Don't worry, go back to sleep, it's late"
That was cute, he really was looking after me until I could get home anyway. "Thanks" I said and closed my eyes with a smile on my face.

It was 8:30am, and I been woken by Taeyong's phone buzzing really loudly. "UGH. I lifted my head from the pillow and opened my eyes tiredly. My black hair was messy, covering my face helplessly. Immediately I fell back, seventeen people were staring at me. All looking at me on the ground.
"WTF!!!"