Partners With The Badboy

Chapter 13

"What's a pan doing out here? Hannah? Hannah, it's Mal. Are you alright?" A very familiar voice called.

Sehun smiled slightly. "Is that your aunt?"

Hannah swore under her breath. "Yes, and she can't know you're here."

"If she finds out you're here, she'll know FOR SURE that you're the guy I was talking about!" She thought to herself, "Sehun, just please trust me."

Hannah unwillingly broke free from Sehun's arms and roughly shoved him towards the stairs.

"What are you-" Sehun said, but was rudely cut off by Hannah's hisses. Sehun seemed to be interrupted a lot, lately.

"Be quiet! She'll hear you!"

Sehun looked at her in disbelief, but let himself be dragged, by the arm, up the stairs.

They stumbled up the top of the stairs. Hannah pulled them behind a wall in the hallway so they were hid.

"Okay, Hannah, what now. Think, think, think," Hannah bit her lip anxiously.

The front door slammed shut, making Hannah jump from anxiousness.

"Come on, come on, Hannah THINK!"

"Trellis," she said out loud.

"What?" Sehun replied, bewildered.

"The trellis."
"The hell is a trellis?"
"It holds vines up at the side of a house!"
"What?!"
"Sehun, please! Trust me!"

"Ham? Ham, are you home?" Aunt Mal's voice echoed throughout the quiet house. There were heavy steps ascending the stairs.

"Here! Get in here!" Hannah whispered, practically yelling, as she waved Sehun into a master bedroom.

The room belonged to Mal.

Hannah lead Sehun to the large window and frantically yanked the equally large navy blue curtains aside. Then, she threw the window open and leaned out to search for the trellis.

"Okay, Sehun," Hannah said calmly, "I want you to climb down the trellis as if it were a ladder, okay?" She pointed to the white trellis. It was challenging to spot at first, since it was getting dark out. Thankfully, it had stopped raining.

"You what?!" Sehun gaped at her. He leaned down, out the window, and looked at the unstably weak wooden planks of the trellis.

"Hannah, this isn't some stupid RomCom movie of the guy sneaking out of the girl's room using that...thing! I could break my neck and die!" Sehun protested.

"Good God, you won't die! Now, CLIMB!!!" Hannah waved her arms like a chicken.

Sehun raked his hands through his hair, making it lie messily on his forehead. He glanced at Hannah and scowled, "The things I'm willing to do for you."

The wind blew just then, causing Hannah's hair to whip in her face and Sehun's to push up from his forehead, forming a temporary quiff.

Hannah thought that he looked hot with a quiff.

Sehun easily swung his long leg over and tested the balance of the trellis. It was definitely unstable.

He took a deep breath and slowly began to descend the trellis.

It was a slow and agonizing process. The trellis was slippery from the rain, and the vines proved to be another unwanted obstacle. Sehun would glance down at the planks, or glance up at the quivering trellis, and occasionally swear.

Both Hannah and Sehun knew that the trellis would collapse soon.

Hannah's head whipped from Sehun to the door in horror. Her heart was like a hammer, pounding on her chest, close to breaking free. She was sure that her aunt would walk in and bust them.

She leaned over the edge of the window and urged Sehun to hurry.

Sehun waved his left hand at her once in irritation. Big mistake.

The cracking noise was very audible.

"Crap!" Sehun shouted, as the plank he was stepping on gave. Luckily for him, he was only two planks away from the bottom.

Nevertheless, Sehun tumbled down, but he managed to gracefully land on his right hand and left knee, just like in a cool action movie. Only, the protagonist probably wouldn't have been covered with dark brown mud.

Hannah heard the bedroom door creak open, so she shouted a last, "Sorry!" and quickly shut the window.
She caught a last glimpse of Sehun shaking his head, and then running off.

She wasn't completely sure, but she thought she saw him laughing.

"Ham?" Mal's head peaked through the small crack of the door, "What are you doing in my room?"

"Oh, uh, nothing. It's...it's nothing. I just...thought I heard a noise," Hannah clumsily made an excuse, "Sorry, I'll leave."

"It's fine," Mal giggled softly, "You should get some rest, though. Your face is looking kinda swollen."

She touched Hannah's throbbing cheek, her cold hand sending a cool sensation.

Hannah nodded. She said good night and then exited the room, thumping down the stairs to the dining room.

She gathered up all of her belongings, and whatever Sehun left behind as well, and brought them all up to her room.

As she was placing her MacBook back on it's bag sleeve, a piece of paper slid out of her pocket, to the floor.

Hannah bent down and snatched it up.

The paper read, "Call me. Sehun." and had his number on the bottom.

Hannah couldn't care less how it got in her pocket. Her fingers seemed to have a mind of it's own when they danced along her phone's screen, dialing the number.
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Ayyo! Wowowowowow !!! This chapter was so fun to write...I hope you guys had as much fun reading it as I did writing it :)

Chapter 14 !!! Coming soon(?) :)