Friday
Y/n's POV
"What about another party?"
"No Yeosang, they're really boring"
"Well yeah if you sit on your phone the whole time" he exclaims.
"You have a point, but still no" I shake my head.
"C'mon" he pushed "What if I bought you lunch on Monday"
I looked at him for a few seconds in thought.
"Hmm, three days"
He pursed his lips as if also in thought.
"Two days"
"Sure"
"Really? You'll go to the party tonight if I buy you lunch for two days?" he asks in shock.
"Don't push it or I'll turn it into a week"
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"Hey Minho, we going to another party. Yeosang sent me the address let's go" I said through his door.
I heard him groan in annoyance.
"Whyy"
"Because I'm getting free food"
"Well then why do I gotta go?"
"Cause you're a nice friend" I said in hopes he'll just agree.
He opened the door and he was leaning on the doorway.
"Hate to break it to you, but I've already taken you to a Got7 concert. I get to say no to anything I want for the next month or two" he closes the door again.
"Lee Minho!" I shout.
"Sorry bud, I'm not oing, good luck though!" he shouted back. "And give me updates so I know you're not dead!"
I rolled my eyes and stomped down his stairs and out of the house.
"The things I do for saving money on lunch" I talk to myself.
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Once I found the house it was just like the last party.
Do Highschool seniors just have parties every friday?
I walked inside the house. Not even bothering to call Yeosang. I texted him while I was in the kitchen, telling him I was there.
He came after a minute and greeted me.
Then just left me again.
As expected.
I sat down with a cup of water.
For god sake when can I leave.
I felt an arm on my back and my body moved on it's own.
I swung my arm back and poured the water on them, slightly smashing the plastic cup in the process.
"Yeah fuck you too Y/n" Seonghwa cursed.
"Oh shit sorry I thought you were a random guy" I laughed. "Shouldn't be touching me anyways"
"Well I wanted you to think it was some rando to scare you, but I didn't think you'd pour your water on me" he unstuck his shirt from his body.
"Well I'm at a random party, you're just idiotic for trying to pull a prank like that" I cross my arms.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever" seeming a bit annoyed by his slightly soaked shirt.
"Sorry Seongie" I teased.
"Don't call me that" he hung his head low out of embarassment.
"Okay no problem," I nodded. "Seongie" I said a bit quieter.
"I'm done" he said and walked away.
Well.. I guess he heard me.
I sat back down, my chin resting in the palm of my hand.
Someone sat next to me. I didn't want to look because I thought that might initiate a conversation.
Please don't talk to me, Please don't talk to me.
I pleaded in my head.
"You gonna start to show up to every party now, Kitten?"
You heard the figure say beside you.
Oh hell no.
I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply.
"No, I'm here simply because of a deal. I have no plan to ever come to another one of these parties" I explain "and don't call me that" I make sure to add, stammering a bit.
"Why don't you get something to drink?" he asked.
"I was but then I poured it on someone" I said not looking at Jisung.
"Can I get you another drink then?" he asked inching a little bit closer.
I turn my head to him with a very uninterested expression.
"No" I say blankly.
"Why not?"
"I'm not in the mood to get drunk"
"What if I just wanted to offer soda"
"You'd probably spike it"
He looked bewildered by my answer.
"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "As if you wouldn't"
"So next time?"
"There won't be a next time. There's plenty of other girls who want you. I am just don't happen to be one of them" I say getting out of my seat and walking away.
I find Seonghwa leaning against a wall, and a drink in his hand.
"Got a new shirt?" I asked.
"Yeah, I found it in a room, so I took it" he shrugged a bit slumpily. Is he starting to get drunk?
"Hey, is Minho here?" he asked.
"No, he didn't want to come with me," I shook my head.
"Perfect" he smirked with his eyes a bit droopy.
"What?"
I said before he grabbed my face and kissed me.
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Getting crazy.
ik ik this is a Jisung fic.
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