The Next Day...
***Luhan's P.O.V.***
I woke up due to the sun's rays shining bright in the sky. But that moment was ruined when my mom yelled from downstairs.
"LUHAN-AH!!! IREONA!!! BREAKFAST IS READY!!!"
Mom, why do you have to disturb me in my sleep? It's Saturday. Kids, especially teenagers, have the rights to sleep longer on weekends.
I got off my bed lazily like a zombie who just came back from the dead and walked to the bathroom to fix myself. I brushed my hair to my usual hairstyle everyday, which is side bangs being brushed from left to right. Then I wash my face to prevent from looking sleepy while I eat.
Ahh... Done! 😄✨
I went downstairs to the dining room and greeted my mom and dad a good morning.
"Wahhh! Bacon and eggs! Thanks mom! You're the best!" I exclaimed giving my mom a back hug.
"You're welcome dear. Go on and eat. We have to talk about something." she said in a serious way.
I quietly sat down on my seat and started eating my breatfast. Mmm! Masita! Moms sure do know best for their kids.
"Son, whatever I'm gonna say right now, please don't react too much, okay?" My dad suddenly spoke.
"Okay." was all I could answer. I'm not really close with my dad. He's always busy with work and often comes home late. I don't see him often.
"We're moving back to China."
😦
WHAT?! BUT WHY?!
"What? So soon? But why?" I tried to act as calm as possible.
"We are celebrating Christmas with your grandparents there." It was pretty obvious that he was trying to act calm as well.
"Can't we just celebrate it here?" I try to convince them.
"I'm afraid no Luhan. Your father already booked our flight." my mom said.
"Well... when are we leaving?" I asked out of curiosity. I need to know right away.
"In 2 weeks." they both said together.
"When are we coming back here?"
"Before the New Year starts." they said.
"Oh."
What should I do? Should I tell my friends? The people who have been with me for more than 10 years. Or not? If I can't tell them, then they would worry about where I am. But if I tell them, they would miss me.
"Umm... Mom... Is it okay if I can... move out for a while? Just until the day before we leave." I pleaded in a soft tone.
"Of course sweetheart! I know it's hard for you to move on for a while. I understand you. Both of us do! So yes. I give you my permission."
"Thanks Mom. I love you. You too dad." I said giving her and dad a hug.
I wish this would last longer.
I went to my room and started packing my things.
I left goodbye kisses to my parents and headed off.
***Sungyoung's P.O.V.***
I woke up from an unpleasant noise hurting my ear drums.
Hey! MAMACITA naega ayayayaya!
Janinhage kkaejyeobeorin kkumi ayayayaya!
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He Loves Me
FanfictionIt all started with a boy named Lu Han and his three best friends: Kim Sungyoung, Park Chan Yeol and Lee Minjoo. Four of them study in the same school, in the same classroom and they always hang out each and every day until one day, Luhan confesses...