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12/08/2008 09:13:00 PM ● HATE YOU LOVE YOU - 4

CHAPTER FOUR [4]

“WOAH! What’s wrong with you? Am I THAT hot?” He pats my head and sat on the bed.
Yes Choi JongHun, you are.

“C’mon, I know I am.” Did he just read my mind? Or I said out what I was thinking about unconsciously?

“Yea right, you look more like a girl.”

“And that’s why my friends all call me a pretty boy.” He gave me a cheeky grin upon finishing his sentence.

Aish, I can’t win him. “Yea, whatever. I’m hungryyy.”

“Let’s go and eat then, I’m famished too! You should really try our kimbap!”

“Eehp!” I let out a cry when he pulled me up from the ground. HE HELD MY HAND! I felt that I couldn’t breathe. After I stood up, he still held onto my hand and drag me out of the door. His slippers are so cute, Donald duck.

Just at the moment we were about to walk down the stairs, “CHOI JONGHUN!”

A very skinny lady wearing denim jeans, white long sleeve top with a bow tie on the collar, black stockings and a pair of black shiny wedges flit to where I was standing and gave me a tight slap. What the hell was that for, do I even know her?

I was stunned.

“Tiffany! Enough is enough! What do you want this time round?! Do you even have the rights to slap her in the face?! I want you to apologize to her now, NOW!” Jonghun was shouting at her, so loudly that some of the neighbors even came out to check what was going on. He was grabbing her arms so hard that I could feel her pain.

On the other hand, I was on the verge of crying. Never was I slapped on my face throughout my whole life before, it felt weird, and bad. I could never explain how I felt, but, I swear it is something I never want to experience again.

“OKAY OKAY! I apologize! I’m sorry” she glared at me as if I burnt down her whole house. Whoa, that was the worst sorry I’ve ever heard, so unwillingly and full of hatred.

“NOW BUZZ OFF! AND I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU IN THIS BLOCK EVER AGAIN! NO, NOT EVEN IN SCHOOL OR OTHER BLOCKS, I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU ANYWHERE, JUST GET OUT OF MY SIGHT NOW!” Jonghun screamed at the top of his lung, seemingly venting his anger through screaming, and I was speechless. I heard some murmurs from the back like “Oh, it’s her again…”; “That b*tch is finally off”. I wonder what’s going on. Why is that tiffany so angry at me? And what is her relationship with JongHun.

That fight with her definitely caused many to watch, some of the guys came over and pat on Jonghun shoulder and went back into their room again. They said nothing; I guess everyone was afraid to say anything in case they add fuel to the fire.

Should I talk? Or should I just continue walking so that he would follow? He looks super scary now. I wish I have the courage to talk to him, his looks were killing, and he was staring at the empty stairway, breathing heavily. And just when I decided to just take a step towards the stairs, he grabbed my wrist and ran down the stairs.

We were heading to the field and the moment we reached the field, he let go of my hands and ran off by himself. He was running and screaming away. The scene was beautiful. The orange sunset, the tall figure running and of course his deep masculine voice is ringing in the air.

“Whoa, I’m really famished. Let’s go and eat before we have to eat the leftovers.” He was finally done with screaming and shouting, running in the field and has sat down beside me on the running track. I guess his anger is gone. He was perspiring all over. His navy blue T shirt is drench in his perspiration. Droplets of perspiration were dripping from his head. He looked like he just survived a heavy downpour. I took out my packet of tissue and offered him.

“Please help me wipe. I never have the habit of wiping my own perspiration. Its either I leave it there, or someone would be kind enough to wipe it for me. Of course, not everyone would be so lucky to have the chance to wipe away my perspiration. Count yourself lucky.”

OH EMM GEE! Nandeska? Me? Wiping away his perspiration, as if I’m one of his fans dying to touch him. Okay, I agree I do want to touch his biceps, but not to the extent of wiping his sweat! That is so disgusting! But there’s no way I’m going to stand beside a guy who is so wet! EXCUSES ELI! Yea, so I decided to be kind and wipe it for him. While I was wiping, I realize his face is just too perfect and it didn't seem right to exist in this world. His eyes seem to be smiling at me when I wiped his forehead, for that moment I really thought I was in heaven and met an angel.

JONGHUN POV
Just what did I got myself into? Others wiping my perspiration away? No way! I don’t even allow girls to touch me, what’s more when I only know Eli for less than 24 hours.

I’ve never believed in love at first sight, but, the moment I saw her, I knew she was different. Even though she wasn’t my cup of tea, my heart couldn’t help but skipped a beat when she smiled.

Do I like her? I don’t know. This kind of feeling seems familiar yet unfamiliar to me.

And I hope she is alright, Tiffany was too much this time round. I broke up with her months ago and told her never to find me again. She kept her promise but appeared in front of me again when the rumour of me sharing room with another girl is spread to the whole school. This time round, she wasn’t looking for me, but Eli. She must have thought Eli’s the reason being me breaking up with her.

When I saw Eli’s teary eyes just now, I felt so helpless. At that moment I wish I could just give Tiffany a hard and solid punch, asking her to just shoo off after that.

But she seems to be okay now. She is trying her best to wipe off my perspiration. Her touch is gentle, none I’ve felt before. Not like those bimbos who always try to take advantage of me, thinking of thousands of way to seduce me, it felt innocent. Her eyes were so captivating; it’s like a magnet attracting you to it.

END OF POV

What is oppa thinking about? I felt that I could be lost in his world if I continue staring into his eyes.

“Okay, I’m done drying you. Let’s go eat.” I said with a voice slightly louder than usual, waking him up from his thoughts.

“Yes, if not, we would have to pop into the nearest convenience stall to get instant ramen. Kaja!”
Jonghun gently pushed me from my back and hop playfully as we walked to the canteen.

“AHHHHHHHH!! FINALLY!! Though the food left are more or less vegetables, as long as there is something to eat now, I would thank God for it!” Jonghun said in relieve.

As we sat down at the table to eat, I noticed some guys walking over.

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