The (after) Party.

CHAPTER. 15

I had finally arrived at the cafe, after walking for what felt like an hour. "I really should have called for an uber" I quietly spoke.

As I walked into the cafe I noticed the new red walls and chestnut brown tables throughout the small area. The sound of small-talk filled the air along with the smell of vanilla, the bitter aroma of ground coffee beans drifted in the air soaking into my clothes as I made my way to a table by the grimy window that looked out onto an equally grimy street. The usual gentle murmur of voices could be heard above the harsh stomach churning sound of the coffee machine as it struggled to produce the hot steaming liquid beloved by the customers and the grating voice of the new young waiter.

While I was waiting for my coffee to be delivered I noticed the new waiter standing awkwardly in the presence of an older male who looked very upset. "I'm sorry it was an acci-" before the younger male could finish his sentence he was suddenly pushed back unto a table on which he broke.

"What the hell is wrong with you" the younger male yelled. "Don't you dare speak to me like that" the older male raised his hand aiming for the youngers face, but before he could even lay a finger on the other he was suddenly grabbed from behind.

The man kicked the older male in his the side making him cry out in pain, he would have continued if the owner didn't come out and stop them. "THAT IS ENOUGH" the owner yelled, "you can either leave now or be escorted by the police, it's your choice".

The older male held his side as he stood up looking over at the younger male who was still planted on the broken table, "we'll deal with this later" the older male then looked at me and glared as he slowly made his way out the door.

The other male ran over to the younger helping him up from the floor, "are you ok" he asked the younger who just nodded.

"You have to leave too sir" the owner said politely. "Ok, you can come to my house when you leave work if you want" the male said, only receiving a quiet "ok" from the younger.

"Mr. Yoon, please come see me in my office" the owner said as she walked into the back.

I watched as the waiter starting cleaning up the mess that the older male had made I felt bad, so I walked over to help the boy, he didn't say anything but I still helped, when we were finished the boy looked at me and whispered a small "thank you" in which I returned with a "you're welcome". I walked back over to my seat and continued to wait for my coffee.

"Sorry for the wait, here's your coffee" the waitress handed me my cup and I thanked her.

"Today was really crazy" I said while taking a sip of my coffee.

"Yeah, but this isn't new" I looked at the lady with a confused look on my face, "what do you mean" I asked her.

"Whenever that man shows up he's always starting something with that child" I made an O shape with my mouth "if that other boy didn't show up, that man probably would have laid his hands on that child again" the lady shook her head with disappointment.

"Oh my" I sighed.

"So what have you been up to lately" the lady asked. "Have you gotten a boyfriend yet" she looked at me with a smirk on her face.

"Well yes actually" I giggled thinking of Chanyeol.

"Oh really, what's his name" she asked.

"Chanyeol" I answered.

"How old is he, where is he from, how long have you known him" she bombarded me with question.

"You're worse than my grandma asking about my grades" I laughed at her.  She laughed along with me.

"Jaeyoung this is not break time get back to work" The other employee growled.

"Tell your grandma I said hi" she smiled, "oh and next time you come here I better see this so called Chanyeol" I laughed as I watched her go back to the counter.

I finished my coffee but decided not to leave just yet, I soon regretted that decision after seeing Jackson and Mark walk into the building along with 5 other guys. I really wished they wouldn't have seen me, but my attempt to stay hidden didn't really go as planned.

"Oh hey Y/n" Mark waved walking over to my table. I ignored him, hoping that he wouldn't come and sit at my table, but he did.

"Hi Mark" I faked a smile.

"So what have you been up too" he asked while looking at me.

"Nothing" I replied while my eyes followed the other 5 guys that were walking to my table. "Shit" I cursed under my breath.

"Aye it's Y/n" The tall slender guy, whose name was Yugyeom cheered happily making me smile at him. The boys sat down at the table and I then noticed that someone was missing.

"Where is Jaebum" I asked. "He is paying up front" one of the other boy, whose name was Jinyoung replied.

I watched as the boys drank their coffees, and laughed together. I had this strange feeling it was like someone was watching me. I looked over and saw that it was Yugyeom and BamBam, I gave them both a weird look but, they both just laughed and looked away, I could still feel their eyes on me when I looked away though. After what felt like an hour I finally stood up.

"Well I'm gonna go now" I pushed my chair back into the table.

"Bye-bye" they waved me off, I began walking out the door of the cafe but then stopped when I noticed someone was following me, I slowly turned around and saw that it was Jackson.

"We didn't speak" he said while pulling me along the sidewalk.

"You looked busy, and I didn't want to interrupt" I looked at my hand which was being held by Jackson's bigger one.

"I see you've learned some manners" he laughed, which made me frown.

"Shut up" I snatched my hand away from him and began walking faster ahead.

I heard Jackson chuckle behind me, "you're cute when you're mad" he said while grabbing my waist.

"Let me go" I crossed my arms feeling pissed.

"I don't want too" he pulled me closer to him. I groaned, "am I making you mad" he whispered in my ear, in which I replied with a nod.

Jackson pulled away from me, and I turned around to look at him. "You're annoying." Jackson grabbed my hand again and pulled me down the street. "Where are you taking me" I looked at him.

Jackson didn't say anything which kinda scared me, but I don't know why I didn't pull away.

"We're here" Jackson suddenly said. I looked around and saw that we were standing in front of a little house that was only a few blocks away from the cafe. He opened the door and we both walked inside. The place looked very pretty so I assumed this was a new house.

"Wow" I looked around admiring the room. "It's so beautiful" Jackson started laughing at me as he let go of my hand and walked to the couch.

I followed him over to the couch and sat down beside him. "Is this your place" "No" he replied.

I quickly stood up. "Then why the hell did you bring me here" I kinda screamed at him.

"Hey calm down it's one of my moms houses" he reassured me. As I was still kinda panicking Jackson pulled me into his lap.

"Seriously Y/n calm down" I didn't move or say anything, I wasn't even surprised or shocked, "Jackson" "Huh" he rubbed my arm.

I turned around to face Jackson, who looked at me with a strange look on his face. "I-i" He grabbed my waist and looked up at me before making my hips grind against him.

"J-Jackson" I let out a little moan. I slapped Jackson really hard making him cry out in pain.

"What the hell Y/n that fucking hurt" Jackson frowned.

"I'm sorry Jackson but I can't do this" I get off of him and walk towards the door, leaving the house.

Jackson was very confused and upset at the same time. "Fuck" he cursed.