I'll still love you - Minho

3

Furiously, Minho stood up from the chair and looked down at me intensely.

He had such a cold stare that it kind of agitated me a little.

"You think I don't know how to take care of myself?"

"Clearly not" I snapped back.

"Y/n for the last time, stop worrying about me so much"

"Would you at least appreciate what I'm doing for you? I bet if I didn't ask how you're feeling you'd be mad also"

"Actually no, I'd prefer it that way" his words shattered me in an instant. I couldn't properly register what I was hearing because I was in utter shock.

"Seriously?! So my affection means nothing to you?"

"Not at all" he nonchalantly said and turned around to leave the room.

My anger was rapidly staggering inside me, did he really mean what he just said?

"You know what Minho, fuck you. Don't even speak to me"

I grabbed my phone and purse and I exited the studio, slamming the door which caused slight vibrations in the wall.

I quickened my pace, simultaneously my heart beats did. I was enraged. I couldn't cry because I was that angry.

Accidentally I bumped into Felix, he noticed my heavy breaving and asked if I was okay.

"Ask Minho" I said bluntly and walked away. It did hurt me a little to talk to Felix like that but I was seriously not in the mood  for any sort of social interaction.

Swiftly I drove, and when I reached my house I tossed my bag aggressively on the floor, everything falling out but I couldn't care less right now about the mess.

The tears that I held back when driving, all of sudden was pouring out. I sat curled up in the corner of my room, letting lose from my emotions.