Why Her? (SaiDa)

19 - Just A Friend?

Dahyun POV

I'm trying to calm Jeongyeon who's crying next to me.

"I can't believe I let her go" Jeongyeon cries. "I should have heard her, Dahyun. Do you think she loves Jennie? Do you think she still loves me? I can't believe she would cheat on me. She wouldn't do that, Dahyun. I'm so stupid. I lost her, Dahyun"

"Calm down" I say. "She's still alive. You can apologize to her"

"What if she doesn't forgive me?" She asks still crying. "I'm so stupid, Dahyun"

I take my phone and start typing on it.

"What are you doing?" She asks me confused.

"Calling Nayeon"

"Don't call her!" She exclaims and takes my phone out of my hand. "She hates me now"

"She doesn't hate you, Jeongyeon" I try to comfort her. "It was just an argument" I take my phone out of her hands again and start calling Nayeon.

While we're waiting for Nayeon I exchange messages with Sana. Since our first date, we went to more three date and I found out I like her more than I thought.

"Why are you smiling so much?" Jeongyeon asks me while I am reading one of Sana's messages. "It scares me"

"I'm just talking to a friend" I say,

She takes my phone out of my hands and looks at it. She smirks and starts laughing.

"Just a friend? I see"

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"You know what I mean. You're in love with Sana, but don't want to admit it. However you two are not the only ones like that" She says before pausing for a moment. "Tzuyu and Jihyo are the same"

"Tzuyu and Jihyo?"

"Isn't it obvious? They've been liking each other for a long time" She reveals. "I thought everyone had noticed it"

"Wow" I say shocked.

"You're so oblivious" She laughs.

Suddenly we hear the bell ring so I get up to open the door.

"Why did you call me?" Nayeon asks confused. I look to Jeongyeon, who's behind me.

"I'm sorry, baby" Jeongyeon apologizes.

"It's okay, my angel" Nayeon says getting closer to her to hug her.

"You're cute, but I don't like third wheeling" I say making them laugh.

"Get out" Nayeon says while she pushes me ouf of the house.

"But that's my house"