Reaching The Top[2pm Junho FANFIC]

Chapter 13: "I do like her but..."

Chapter 13: "I do like her but..."

JunHo's P.O.V.

"Well his name is JunHo," she starts off, "He's super hot, and he has the best colour of eyes I've ever seen, even though they're brown, browns a beautiful colour, and he has a jawline that I've always imaged in my wet dreams, and have you seen him dance, wait obviously not, but his dancing skills are just ugh!" She takes a breath, " and when he does a body roll or-" she seems to have been interrupted as she listens intensely on to the phone.

"But I still like him," she likes me? Me? My heart pounds in my chest. And my blood boild and the erotic thoughts. I thought she would hate me after the text I sent her this morning.

"Yeah I know you dimwit," she continues rather aggressively, "I know I'm putting myself into a trap but, I can't help it, I like him," she says sternly. I can't help but feel happy she's protecting her love for me.

I hear her let out a sigh of frustration, I wonder who's on the other side of the phone, as she puts down the phone and disconnects the call.

"Ok, now just to not let anyone find out I like him," already to late for that.

I smile to myself and walk of to the boys dorm.

Closing the door to the boys dorm I can't help but immediately notice the dirty laundry scattered everywhere, although I swear I tidied up at least a little before I left.

"Oh hey JunHo, where you been?" Young K says throwing me a can of pepsi. Which I nearly drop, but try to casually play it off.

"Oh I was just out and about," I say rather vaguely, as I open the can, placing my bag on top of one of the many heaps of laundry. I bet half of its not even dirty.

"Yeah right, what on earth could you be doing outside other than practicing?" He questioned me shutting the fridge gently and walking over to the couch.

I tried my most realistic laugh, "I was just taking a walk," I say sitting next to him.

He nods his head sarcastically and says no more. He could properly push it out of me if he really wanted to, but I guess he's not trying today.

"You were out with a girl, weren't you?" I spat out half on my pepsi, which I was in the middle of taking another sip.

Young K nodded in satisfaction. He had gotten an answer out of me with me saying anything. Again. He always seemed to know what I was doing, which isn't really a good thing.

"So who was it?" He said taking a sip of his own pepsi.

I didnt see any point in lying anymore , he would find out one way or another, "I wasn't really 'hanging' out with her," I emphasis hanging, "more like stalking I guess," I laugh at how stupid that sounds. And perverted.

"Was it that AnAn girl?" He smirked, obviously knowing the answer.

"Why do you even ask when you already know?" I turned so I was facing his direction.

He turned back at me and wrapped an arm around my neck. "Because it's way more fun!" He says pushing me down on the couch.

"Hey my pepsi!" I screamed.

"Ok, ok you can stop with the bromance now," Jackson suddenly walks into the room.

Me and Young K don't separate as we look at him [Jackson] and youngjae holding hands.

Jackson looks at us, then down at the combined hands. Then pulls away. "What your problem bro?" He asks, obviously playing a joke on youngjae.

Though youngjae looks stunned. Like he doesn't know what to say. And suddenly Jackson's expression turns sour.