My Moral Compass ~ A Johnyong FF

Chapter 4

     Hello! I hope everyone is safe and is doing well during these hard times! I'll be honest; I had written this part a long time ago but was never truly happy with it. So, I decided to rework the chapter and finally, I got it done today. Sorry for making you guys wait so long for new parts. I started this project a long time ago to improve my writing but I've been so busy, that I neglected writing/updating my books. With quarantine in session, I have a lot more free time and seem to have more ideas come to me as I keep typing, which I lacked previously. Also, I apologize for the spam notifications, I decided to go through and correct my past mistakes since I haven't edited this since maybe June 2018. I hope you all enjoy reading this part, and I will continue to do my best as a writer to keep the story going!

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     I walked down the stairs, slowly trying to think about any plausible answer I could come up with to explain who Johnny was to my family. I finally made my way to the table that was filled with an abundance of food that could make anyone's mouth water. When I sat down, I felt all of my family's eyes on me, but I was focused on feeding my face and didn't really mind due to my current state of hunger. Once I slowed down on eating, that's when my mom spoke up. Before, it was small talk about how their day was and what they did, but now I could feel that question coming that was basically haunting my existence. I was silently praying that the question burning inside her mind would not come out or at least not in front of the rest of the family because I don't know how I would act. Also, it could be the fact that I don't even know what my relation to Johnny is at this current point. Another critical factor is that I don't know how I feel about him. Usually, I am not one to feel butterflies in my stomach, but with him, it feels like they've completely taken over my body, making me feel weak and vulnerable towards him.

     She looked at me and started to open her mouth to ask, but when she saw my pleading eyes begging her not too, she closed her mouth, knowing that I didn't feel comfortable answering. Both my dad and my sister sat there with a look of confusion on their face, and we all sat in silence but was shrugged off soon after. Not too long after, I heard my phone go off from upstairs, signaling that someone was trying to call me. I'm sure it wasn't my friend Mark from my old school since he was on a school trip with his class, so I was confused as to who it was. I excused myself from the table and did a light jog up the stairs, so I wouldn't send the person who was calling to voicemail.

     I finally got to my room and ran in quickly to pounce on my bed and grab my phone lying near the pillow. My light panting was evident when I answered the call because of how I pushed myself to run in order to get upstairs. I hit the answer button waiting for someone to speak on the other line. The voice started to talk, asking if "I ran to the phone because I was expecting him to call," and I soon realized that it was Johnny. I didn't reply because I still felt a little shy about earlier, but I soon wondered how he got my number and what he was calling me for, but decided not to ask at all. Soon enough, he mentioned, "you wonder how I got your number right" and then waited for me to say something. I still felt a little shy and embarrassed to answer, so I whispered a weak yes, hoping that he could hear me, so I didn't have to repeat myself. He seemed to hear me and went on to explain that he got my number from the main office, so if I had a question, he could answer it to the best of his abilities or if I needed something at the time.

     After a while of both Johnny and I talking aimlessly about random topics, I noticed that we have talked for over three hours, and I decided to finally say that I "had to go" wash up. I went into the bathroom and washed my face, and then changed into pajama pants and jumped straight on the bed, squishing the fluffy covers under my body. Once I got comfy and warm, I found my phone that was buried deep under the blankets and unlocked it. I looked and saw I got a message from Johnny saying, "I had fun talking to you cutie. I'll see you tomorrow," and of course, it wouldn't be Johnny's cocky attitude that I witnessed on the first day without a winky face at the end. Typical. I locked my phone and set it down next to me, hoping to fall asleep, but that didn't happen so easily. All I could think about was Johnny, and I automatically knew this would most likely become a habit.

     I drifted off to sleep after a while, tossing and turning throughout the night. The night seemed to pass by fast because before I knew it, my alarm was going off for me to get up and get washed up for the school day. I excitedly got up and took my time, making sure that I looked really good to see Johnny at school.

     Once I got to school, I looked around anxiously to find Johnny, but to his surprise, he was nowhere in sight. I was disappointed but figured he was just sick or did not feel like coming to school that day. This continued for a week or so, and it was apparent that my mood was suffering from not seeing Johnny, having him near me, or even hearing his deep voice. Ever since the first day, I haven't seen that boy no matter how much I went around the school, searching for another chance to get a glimpse of that handsome face. I've never seen someone so mesmerizing that I literally idolize them. In a way, I felt pathetic for trying to track him down, but my mind was determined to have him in my presence again.

    After a while, missing Johnny started to take a toll on not only my mental health but my grades as well. I wanted to see him so bad that it was the sole thing on my mind. Eventually, I met more people and started hanging around Johnny's friend group, but without Johnny there, I felt empty. As time went on, I got really close to one of Johnny's friends named Jaehyun. He would often see me upset and would try to comfort me and would go out of his way to tell me what Johnny is doing since he lived close to him. He knew over time that I had a thing for Johnny, and little did I know, he knew Johnny had felt the same way. Jaehyun also knew Johnny was planning to come to school just to see his adorably short boy tomorrow and couldn't wait to see what would happen.