Maybe We're Meant to Be [LUHAN FANFIC]

Chapter 20: And the Truth Comes Out

A/N: I PUBLISHED A NEW FIC GO READ IT

Read author's note at end of chap~

***

Hana Jae's POV:

"I love you," I whispered, detaching my lips from Luhan's, "but I can't do this anymore." He instantly stepped back, slightly pushing me the direction away from him, and stood astonished. His reaction was already making everything even more difficult, and I almost couldn't handle it. I wanted to be with him forever, but I knew that couldn't be done. I was borderline cry-ready, but using my gained strength, I held everything in and continued. "I needed to kiss you for the last time.. Before I made my official goodbye. And now that I have, I need to say sorry once again.."

"Hana.. Hana Jae. Do you not understand how much you mean to me? Do you not understand how much I care about you? Do you not understand how badly I'm dying without you? You're all I need. You make up my whole life. I am so angry with my father, but I don't want him to be the reason behind me losing you. I can't let that happen. Please, just stay with me. Please Hana Jae. I need you more than you think. I'm losing friends, causing destruction.. I can't function right without you. All happiness is lost without you. I can't even picture my life without you. Please, let's work things out."

My hands started shaking. My heart was racing and I was unable to breathe properly. I wanted to agree on everything and just be with him once and for all, but I didn't give in. "How many times do I have to say it Luhan? This is final.. We're over."

...

Luhan's POV:

Why?

Why?

Why is it that whenever something good happens, a turn of events occurs?

And why does this particular twist have to be so woeful?

After Hana's last words, she didn't say any more. She swiftly turned around and walked on. I called her a few times, but she refused to cease her leave. I even ran after her and forcefully yanked her hand, and without eye contact, she took my grip off her tiny wrist. That's when I knew it was definitely over. And I don't mean our relationship being over, but my life.

Instead of going back home I wandered the streets of Seoul, my face completely damp and red, being careless as to where I was going. Honestly, if I got hit by a vehicle, I wouldn't care. In fact, I kind of hoped for that to happen. Unfortunately, it didn't.

I may have stopped by a few bars and drank a bit, but I couldn't remember.

At around midnight, I started driving back. My phone exploded with tons of notifications from the guys. I didn't bother checking them; they were probably annoying messages asking me if I was alright or how talking to Hana Jae went. I had absolutely zero strength to talk about her, because with just picturing her beautiful face in mind, I was already filled with tears.

I finally reached the driveway, and at the front porch stood my father, looking unusually angry.

I stepped out of the car and walked up to Abeoji, anticipating what he was about to scold me for.

"Do you know what time it is?" he asked sternly.

"Like midnight," I replied, irritated.

"No. It's close to three in the morning! Your mother and I tried contacting you numerous times to see where you were. We came home to a fist-wide hole in the wall, and seeing that you weren't there worried us! Why didn't you leave a note or tell us where you were going? And is that alcohol I smell!?" he pointed his stiff finger at me.