~The Move to Korea~

22.

I watch them go out the door and Minho closes the door. I don't know what to do or say or feel. I was stuck in my merciless thoughts.

'Was I not good enough? Pretty enough? Smart enough? Cool enough? Was I too broken for him to handle? Does he not like my past? Why did I kill so many people just for Lucas? Did he think I liked Lucas? What did I do wrong? Was I just another toy for him? ...Was I a failure?'

Before my mind could understand what I was doing I was sobbing, crying like the little bitch I am. I run over to the oak door and swung it open as fast as my arm could go. I dash pass the boys as they look at me but their faces were blurring. It seemed to all fade away with the tears that were covering my eyes and cheeks when I reached the end of the long driveway. I dropped to my knees my hands on the ground was the only thing keeping me up. My hair was flying everywhere but I didn't care and kept filling the silence with my cries.

"Why!" I scream and rolled side to side and move my arms and legs all around the ground in a fit of crying rage but I had no reason to cry about since I ran out of all the bad thoughts except for multiple flashbacks of my mother dead.

I continue to throw my head side to side and move my arms and legs until my horrible cries for my mom became hoarse whispers.

"Mom?" I say in a low gurgle of phlegm, seeing a vision of her.

"Leave and go with him..." My mom says and the disappears in front of my eyes.

I know I have a splitting headache and my eyes hurt so much I can't open them again. I finally calm down and lay flat on my back as I remember the lullaby my mother use to sing to me. The sky was almost black when soft footsteps were heard while I tried cleared my head of my thoughts.

"Li? Can you get off the ground? Please,"

I speak in a hushed tone when I say Carry because my throat was very dry and scratchy.

"Yes,"

Hands pick me up off the ground and I held onto his neck and waist with my arms and legs. He wraps his large arms around my waist to hold me in place and walked away from the loud footsteps. I could hear that we were a little ways from the rest but he walks slowly. I finally look up from my painful eyes and look up to see the most charming but headstrong man to walk this earth. He was like a demon and angel in one body, brutal and maddened while being dapper and clean-cut.

"Chanyeol?"

"Mm?

Feelings were starting to form in my heart and I knew he was the one but there was one complication but other than that I started to like him a little more than just friends.

"Chanyeol...I think I love y-you..."

Chanyeol lifts my chin and stares into my eyes. His dark eyes were ever so beautiful, taking my breath away. He leaned closer to my face until the feeling of pure ecstasy filled my body as his passionate lips touched mine. The feeling of pure ecstasy filled my body, the passion drifted from him to me. Enjoying it wasn't the right word but it was close enough. When our lips parted from each other, the lingering imprint of the kiss was still there on my lips.

"I Love You Too,"

I was stunned and all I could do was to continue holding him. For now I want to enjoy Chanyeol's company. I was very confused why he had just kissed me if he hates me so I ask instead of wonder.

"Why did you just do that?" I ask silently.

"You mean why I kissed you right?"

"Yeah, Why?"

"Because I want to love you the way you should be loved. I want to make sure you have someone with you who really loves you and not use you for their sexual desires. I would really like to be that person who can hold you when you can't do it yourself,"

"I thought you hated me with the deepest passion,"

"After these 3 years I've noticed that the animosity that I had was tenderness and love,"

I smile against his chest and he walked slightly faster to get to my house. Once Chanyeol passes through my doorway he puts me down to close the door behind him.

"Can we stay the night?" Xiumin asked.

"Yeah,"

"Dibs on the couch!" Chan shouts.

The rest groaned in annoyance but walked over to the TV to the floor and Felix went to get some pillows and blankets.

"What movie should we watch?"

"The Old Yeller," Minho replies.

"Children of the corn,"

The rest of the movie suggestions were in a jumble and I couldn't hear them all. Felix finally came down with multiple pillows and blankets.

"What movie?"

"I don't know. They keep shouting out the title's at the same time,"

"What about anything that's interesting on Netflix?"

"Good Idea,"

I grab a pillow and a blanket and laid on the floor. Following my actions, Everyone gathered on the floor or around the couch. Chanyeol to my right and Minho to my left. I got comfortable and turned on the TV to look for Netflix.

"Oh I love Sand Lot!" I shout and giggled as I thought of the times I watched it with Baekhyun.

"Good Memories?" Chanyeol asked.

"Definitely," I reply with a grin.

I click on the movie and Changbin turned off the lights. Halfway through the movie I scoot closer to Chanyeol. He noticed and wrapped his arm around me. Intoxicating was all I could think of when I took a whiff his scent of fresh blueberries and clean linen with a hint of the after the rain smell. I turn over so I could get the full aroma of Chanyeol. I used his arm as a pillow and he covered me with his blanket. I was surrounded by an amazing scent and a soft cotton shirt.

"Goodnight," I say as I finally dozed off.