The hotel was breathtaking. Chandeliers in the lobby, shiny black tabletops, there was even a mini fountain in the middle.
Sehun and Lay came back with three hotel room keys.
Sehun tossed one to Hannah and one to Luhan.
"Hannah and Arlene share a room. Luhan, Tao, and Kris share a room. Lay and I will take the last one," Sehun explained, then turned and started walking like went here everyday.
Luhan poked Hannah. "Are they secretly rich or something?"
Lay followed Sehun after shooting them a grin. "They brought our luggage up to our rooms, okay?"
"Probably," Hannah replied to Luhan.
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"This is our room?!" Arlene gaped.
It was as luxurious as the lobby! Flat screen tv, two plush beds, a tinkling chandelier...
"Oh hell. Yes."
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Hannah lay in her bed that night, waiting for Arlene to finish taking her shower.
The seven had dinner at a fancy restaurant in the hotel. Kris spilled his sparkling cider on Arlene's lap, but everything else went fine.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Sehun walked in.
His eyes locked with hers, and he placed his index finger on his lips. Then he gestured for her to follow him out the door.
Hannah giggled softly and bounced after him.
"Don't make a sound," Sehun warned, quietly, "Arlene might hear." He shut the door, and after it automatically locked itself, he grabbed Hannah's hand and started to jog down the long hallway.
"Where are we going?" Hannah whispered.
"You don't have to whisper anymore," Sehun laughed loudly. "We're going somewhere."
His finger were intertwined with hers, their palms pressed together. Hannah cursed at herself for having a sweaty hand, but Sehun didn't seem to care.
The large glass sliding doors with golden etchings slid open, and the two entered the night life of LA.
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"Seriously, where are we going?"
"You'll find out."
"Are we going to a club or something?"
"Aw, how'd you guess?"Hannah halted in her tracks. Sehun glanced back at her; she gave him a wide eyed stare.
"Really?! My dad will kill me when he finds out! There goes our chances, you know!" Hannah hissed at him.
Sehun laughed. "I was joking." Then he smirked, "What did you mean, 'our chances'?"
Hannah glared at him, her face turning red. "Nothing," she muttered.
They kept walking. There were shops that were still open.
Hannah spotted a small jewellery store with cute rings on display. There were matching rings for friends, sisters, mothers and childs, and of course, couples.
There was one she really liked. The ring for the girl was shaped like a cute silver tiara, and the one for the boy was shaped like a silver crown.
"Those are cute," Hannah said absentmindedly.
Sehun frowned at them. "No they're not. They're lame." He pulled her along without another word.
Hannah was a little hurt with his words, but she quickly brushed them off. They had arrived at... whatever this place was, anyway.
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Partners With The Badboy
Fanfiction•Oh Sehun: the bad boy. • •Hannah Smith: the bad boy's History partner. • One word to describe Hannah's feelings for Sehun? Hate. The two practically despise each other, but they are forced to work together, anyway. But, the more Hannah spends time...