Boys Over Flowers (Herophine fanfiction)

Chapter 20🌹

Hero

"To Ross :

How are you doing in Paris? Do you like it there? You still remember the promise you made, don't you? You'd better remember because I'm gonna fucking kill you if you don't."

I'm writing a message to Ross right now. Although it's been only a few days since he flew to Paris, I already miss him... I mean, I miss teasing him, you know? I'm not like a pathetic bitch who cries over her ex who left her behind for fuck's sake!! But I hope he'll reply soon though.
All of sudden, however, the image of him hugging her along with him kissing her temple replay in endless loop in my head, and I get bothered as shit. Fuck. I'm going to ask him about it. So I move my right thumb.

"Anyway, I want to ask you something. Be honest with me. Otherwise, you're dead as soon as your feet touch the ground of California. Got it? Do you like Josephine Langford?"

After writing it, I can't keep my fucking finger from hovering over "send" on the screen for a while. What if he admits that he likes her? Moreover, what if she feels the same about him? Fuck!!!! That will be a nightmare!!!!
Now my brain is hijacked by the worst scenarios.

"What are you doing sneakily, bro?"
Mercy suddenly speaks from right behind me, which nearly causes me a heart attack. What an asshole my sister is!
"What the fuck, Mercy?! You cared the shit out of me!"
I yell.
"Calm down, Hero. Wait. Are you chatting with a girl?"
She squeals like an annoying teenager.
"W... what? No! It's just Ross! Stupid!"
"Why don't you just tell him in person because you can see him whenever you want?"
Yeah, she doesn't know about his impulsive decision yet.
"That asshole chose a hoe over bros and went to Paris with Selena a few days ago."
I roll my eyes but she smirks.
"Well, well, well. I didn't know he was that ball. I'm impressed."
"I'm not!! What an idiot he is!!"
Against my huff, she walks to the couch and speaks,
"When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve."
Did she lose her mind or something?
"What?"
I have no idea what she's talking about.
"It's Hemingway."
Still have no clue. My face must be reflecting my thoughts since she gives me a knowing smile.
"I won't explain what it means but you'll understand it once you truly love someone."

When she utters the word "love", a certain face pops up to my mind. The face that is printed under my eyelids like a tattoo. Do I love her...?
The moment a panic tries to creep into me, Mercy's voice thankfully brings me back to reality.
"But you know what, Hero? You're too assertive so you have to learn patience. Ok? You can't buy people's hearts with money. The key is to take things slow. And you must love in order to be loved."

Her words sink into my soul, and I feel like my third eye opened because of her. I've got a brilliant idea!!
"Thanks, Mercy. Have a safe flight."
I quickly thank her and kick her out of my room.

Tomorrow is the day.

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Josephine

It's been a few days since Ross left for Paris. A huge part of me is really happy for him while a tiny fraction of me selfishly wishes for him to come back. I know. I'm such a terrible person.
But I'm trying to let this feeling go so don't blame me!!

Now it's lunch time and I'm in the cafeteria, eating my homemade lunch alone as usual. Opening the box spread gorgeous Indian foods before me, which makes my salivary glands stupid. I dig my spoon into the curry and bring it to my mouth when a tall figure stops in front of me.
Damn it!! This situation seems too familiar to me.
I instinctively begin to feel uneasiness. And my prediction is right after all. Looking up, my eyes meet with those devilishly beautiful emerald-green eyes of his. What the fuck is doing here?

"What do you want?"
Of course my tone is harsh. He, in response, hits the table with both of his hands, and I'm sure something bad will happen now.
I was too naive to think like he was not as bad as I thought. He is a demon.
But his next move catches me off guard.
"Josephine Langford. Sunday. Two Rodeo Drive. In front of the center bench. 1 PM."
He states so slowly as though he's speaking to an infant. Is he mocking me?? I'm pissed!
"What the hell was that? Are you teasing me, jerk?"
I snap at him, but he only gives me an annoying smirk and says,
"I just 'took things slow', you know?"
"What?"
"It's 'Humming yay'."
"What are you talking about?"
"You don't know who 'Hamming yay' is? You're such an idiot!"
Then, he, for the first time since I met him, genuinely laughs like a little boy. I didn't know he had those adorable dimples at all. My eyes are glued to them appearing on his cheeks like a curse. They're my addictive drug.

"I still don't know what you mean."
I manage to move my gaze up to his eyes and blurt out.
"Why don't you understand it!! Fuck!!! I'm... I'm asking you on a date, Langford!!!"
With an apple-red face, he storms out of the room in a flash. My vision, on the other hand, goes blank as my ears go deaf.

What was all that???? And who the fuck is "humming yay"?? Humming yay... Hummingyay.... wait, is it Hemingway?!?! Oh my god! He's the idiot!!!!

🌻A.N.🌻
Thank you for reading!
Hero finally asked her on a date🥳 Yay!!
But do you think their first date will go well?👀 Find out in the next chapter!
Stay tuned :)

P.S.
The image of this chapter is Ernest Hemingway😂 I love this joke which is from the original version, to tell the truth.

Kaia Gomez🦋