#she'll walk into the apartment like 'I'm still your favorite aren't I?' only to SCREAM when Omega's like 'NO :)'

[generic-sonic-fan]

Omega assigns "FAVORITE MEATBAG STATUS" to whoever does something that he likes and you better believe that Rouge and Shadow compete tooth and fucking nail for it.

[muite]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PLATANITO !

» angst with kokonoi hajime ; here's my granito de arroz in platanito's birthday event ♡

"you won't be coming tonight?

"I'm sorry baby, I've been really busy and that's actually a really good thing for the company"

"oh nevermind, I was thinking we could go out and have a nice dinner" smiling at him through the phone "I thought you could use it"

"hm, I don't think we can y/n"

"why not?"

"I'm gonna be busy tomorrow too"

"oh.."

"but we can go out the day after tomorrow baby, don't be sad ok?"

"yeah, don't worry about it"

"ok, I'm gonna go now, take care, don't sleep with your feet outside the sheets"

laughing softly at this demanding tone you answered "take care haji"

hearing the beep from the device pressed against your ear you sighed this is the third time he cancels our plans, not wanting to be suspicious of him you started preparing dinner

he's not like that.. he's not

how many nights had passed since he touched you or slept with you in the same bed?

he must be really busy and tired

but how did come inui was able to take breaks and keep his relationships with everyone normal and without any problems?, the sudden thought of inui rememberd you of a conversation with him a little while ago when he asked when the two of you would get married and have little babies running around

I ask myself the same

thinking that he must be really tired and that he probably will dismiss eating properly you decided on making him his favorite, you can bring it to him later to work, if he didn't have time to see you because of it you would go see him instead

an hour had already passed and you were ready, dressed nicely and simple, carrying the food in tupperware containers, utensils and two drinks in the biggest lunch bag you could find

excitement bubbled up in your chest, you hadn't seen him in over a week and missing him so much was making you go crazy

will he shout my name in surprise?

the thought making you giddy, laughing softly at your silly ideas you open the door of his apartment, sliding softly through it, it already late, the only source of light coming from a room at the back

walking towards it your mouth parted excited to say something like "delivery!" or anything that would make him laugh for sure

but instead you're met with his pleading voice

"please, I'm not asking for much"

"don't you have a girl at home koko?"

"she doesn't mean anything!"

it didn't take you long to understand that you were that supposedly 'girl at home' and that koko had just admitted how you didn't mean anything

you didn't want to, but with all the quietness you could get you poked your head out, trying to take a look at what was happening there

first: you saw your boyfriend's body and another one of the same stature Infront of him, who you guessed was Inui for the light color of his hair

moving your eyes up to catch a glimpse of koko's face your eyes made contact with Inui, said individual already looking at you

ducking your head you hoped he didn't tell koko, his earlier proclamation of how you were nothing still not settling well in you, and wanting to keep listening at what he had to say hoping that it was just a misunderstanding

I'm in denial aren't I?

"she doesn't mean anything koko?"

"you know she doesn't Inupi! just... please" a heaved breath coming from koko resonated in the room "please... I just want to see akane again"

the sound of your heart breaking together with every thought in your mind was all you could hear

"that's really low"

"I stopped caring about that a long ago" koko shuts his eyes closed "i'm getting desperate"

"then why don't you tell me what y/n means to you?"

your eyes widened at Inupi's request, he knew you were listening, did he want to break you even more?

"she's just warming my bed while I get akane back" he felt like he's going to regret this, but if the outcome of this mess let him get back with akane then it would be worth it "I really liked her at first, she was sweet and the perfect idea of a girlfriend but I was just fooling myself"

"how so?"

"I liked to think that the news would reach akane and she'll try to get back at me"

for a moment everything was silent, your poor little heart had been stepped on, pissed on and just thrown to the side like it was nothing, you felt numb all over, thinking to yourself if a human was capable of surviving a heartbreaking pain like this

"well, you have your answer y/n"

"ha?"

"you can come out now"

you wanted to go and scream, kick koko, slap him, but you couldn't, the life was slowly eated away from your eyes, soulless orbs took place where your had shining lovesick eyes before all changed with the sudden force of hatred

he said so himself, you were just a bed warmer while he was your first in everything, if koko didn't see any value in you how would you see it for yourself? tossed aside like trash you felt like it too, you didn't want to hate him but the state your mind was currently in wouldn't allow yourself to keep on loving him

removing your stupid big lunch bag and the contents inside you left as quickly as your feet could carry you, you didn't want any of them to look at how pathetic you had become in just a few minutes

and just as koko came outside of the room to see who was outside the room you had walked out the door

I didn't want to love you, you taught me how hate you

and now as you walked out of his life you wondered if you would be capable of loving someone again, you wondered where are the children you never had with him

maybe in saturn

[wendystales]

Memories - lrh (Chapter Eighteen)

Memories (also on Wattpad)

Chapter Seventeen ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ Chapter Nineteen

I remember the first time I really wanted to see New York. I must have been about 12 years old and was watching a random episode of Friends that was on TV. I saw those flashes of the city between one scene and another, and I thought it was amazing, the great stone jungle.

When I turned 16, my dad gifted me with a trip to New York, not because it was my favorite place in the world, but because it was on sale. There were 10 days where the only time I stopped to rest was bedtime. We went to almost every tourist spot, took thousands of photos and it was definitely one of the best trips I've ever been on.

Now, the city that I once wanted to know and live in, like the characters in Friends, felt like a prison. I wasn't there of my own free will or for a truly irrefutable proposal. I was there out of fear and passion, the most dangerous mixture.

I believe that at some point, a few months from now, I'm going to start loving New York, but right now, I can only feel contempt.

I pass through the arrivals gate, looking at those millions of unfamiliar faces, waiting for someone. I'm looking for a sign with my name or the logo of the Hastings Agency.

I find my name in the hands of a boy a little taller than me. Dark hair and fair skin, he needs sun. In an impeccable suit, but fumbling with his cell phone and notepad.

I approach slowly, able to hear his voice, replaying a million things. He said something about waiting for me to arrive and taking me to the hotel. Something about treating me kindly and not asking questions. I stop in front of him with a sympathetic smile, watching him widen his eyes and quickly turn off his cell phone.

“Miss McGonagall, welcome to New York.” he takes my hand, squeezing it and shaking it quickly. “I'm Edward. I will be responsible for your schedule.” I can't control the smile, noticing him nervousness. In other words, he was my Noah.

“Hi! Yeah, you can call me Marnie, that's fine. I prefer, actually.”

“Oh! Of course.” his cheeks turn pink. “Well, I'll drop you off at the hotel to rest and tomorrow at 8:00 am you should be at Valentino's studio for the rehearsal of the new bag collection. At 2:45 pm you should already be at Chanel's studio, they want to take your measurements and do some color and fabric tests for the fashion show at the end of the month. Then, at 5:00 pm, you will participate in the E! podcast, and I believe that after that you will be free for the rest of the day.” he passes it on to me as we head out of the airport.

“OK!” that's all I have to say.

“Sorry if I'm being nosy, but were you the one who required a lot of work for the next two months? I mean, you have a really busy schedule. If you don't want something, I can try to help.” he flips through the calendar while we wait for a car.

“No! It's OK. I was the one who asked. I was down for a while and I need to get back to work.” I give a slight smile, debating. "Hm, was the doctor I asked for by any chance be marked?"

“Yes! Wednesday at 3pm.” he smiles proudly, making me smile too. Edward seems like a nice guy.

We got into a silver car and went to the hotel. Along the way, Edward answers a few calls, closing in on his tasks. I seize the moment and close myself in my own world. I get my cell phone, turning it on and seeing that tsunami of people looking for me. Missed calls, messages, dm on twitter and instagram, everyone looking for me, but not him.

I lock my cell phone, trying to focus my mind on the new beginning I sought for myself. I admire the city through the car window, trying to find a piece of home there. I feel the phone vibrate in my lap with Kyleen's name, but I just decline the call. In seconds, the screen lights up again and several messages come in, I believe they are hers, but I don't even bother to look. I have no courage.

The car stops in front of the Intercontinental, and just like that, Edward jumps out of the car.

“Your loft, unfortunately, is not ready yet. So you're going to have to stay here for a few days.” he explains, heading towards the reception desk.

I stand behind him, taking in the details of the hotel. Before long, I'm entering a room on the 14th floor, with a beautiful view of the city. The bags are left in the small room before the bedroom.

I smile at my new “Noah” showing that everything is perfect.

“Good! I'll let you rest for tomorrow. Anything, these are my phones.” he gives me a card. "And you can call me at any time. I live near here, I will come in a few minutes.”

“Thank you so much, Edward. You are very kind." Again, your cheeks turn pink.

As he heads for the door, I start rummaging through my bags for pajamas.

“Hm, sorry if I'm not being professional right now, but since I believe we'll be working together in the next few months, I imagine a good relationship is essential, so you can call me Eddie.”

I open an even bigger smile, seeing that Eddie was willing to make a friendship, which is perhaps the thing I need most at the moment.

“Thanks, Eddie!” he smiles and this time he walks away, leaving me alone again.

I go back to looking for a more comfortable outfit, ignoring my cell phone blinking on the table as I muted it. I grab my clothes, heading to a shower and stay there for a long time, letting the water take everything.

When I get out of the shower, I pick up the bedroom phone, dialing my mother's number, I don't want to take the risk of answering any of my cell phone calls.

"Hello?" her lost tone makes me smile weakly.

“Hi Mom!”

“Hi, my love. How are you? Marnie, what's going on? Leah came here to say you left without saying goodbye. I called Luke, but he did not answer me and Noah said something about you being to move to New York, you told me it would be just a month.” I cover the phone, not wanting her to hear my cry, letting the tears fall. "Marnie?"

“I'm sorry, Mom.” I can't control my voice and pretend it's okay.

“Honey, what's going on? You can tell me. Mom will help you.” I realize she wants to cry too, and that hurts me more.

“I needed to do this, needed to get away from him.” the revelation comes out before I can see it.

"He who? Luke? Why? I thought everything was fine.” her desperate tone returns.

“I'm sorry I can't talk.” I close my throat, holding back tears. “I just want to let you know that I arrived well and that everything is fine.”

“Fine? Marnie, just look at your voice, your condition. I saw what you did to the apartment. Honey, things aren't fine.” now she was angry.

“Mom, please just trust me. I know what I'm doing.” Do I? I clear my throat, holding back the emotion. “I just wanted to call to say I got okay. Later we'll talk.” I hang up the phone before she asks anything else.

I head to the bathroom, drying my hair. I notice that yesterday's anger is still in me as I can't face my image in the mirror, refusing to look deep into my eyes.

With dry hair, I go back to my room, thinking about taking a nap, since I haven't slept all night and even less on the flight. I close my eyes, trying to focus my thoughts on something else. I think about that taxi I saw earlier, trying to park. Or people crossing the street without looking at the sign. At the cookie shop I want to see.

I manage to evade Luke's, my mother's, John's, and Noah's voices, giving myself more and more to the sleep that finally came. Far away, I hear someone knocking hard on the door, but I ignore it, as I had the same thoughts yesterday morning. But I wake up when the pounding comes back stronger and Leah's voice enters the room.

“Marnie Elizabeth McGonagall, open this shit now before I drop it and you know I'm capable of it.” I leap out of bed, running to the door.

She can’t be here.

I open the door, revealing Leah with perhaps the worst expression I've ever seen in the world. She was furious, if not more so. As she storms into my room without waiting for an invitation, I quickly look down the hall, seeing a couple look at me startled. I smile awkwardly, closing the door.

“What are you doing here?” I question, still not understanding.

"What are you doing here? And without warning anyone. Fading in the morning. Breaking up with Luke. What the fuck was that?” she screams.

For a second, I see that my amnesia was an issue with my plan. By not remembering my friendship with everyone, I really believed that I just left and everything would be fine. I didn't imagine anyone would cross the country for me, to understand what was going on.

And if Leah did it, it's a matter of hours before someone else does. They weren't going to leave me alone, they weren't going to forget me, and they weren't going to let this story pass. I need to push them away, but I don't know how.

"Go on, Marnie. What the fuck is going on? And if you tell me it's a job offer, I swear I'll fly at you without pity or mercy, and I'll slap the truth out.” she cross her arms.

I consider the last option a lot because I know she can do it. But I won't tell her the truth, that's not an alternative. I want to believe that if I don't back off, she'll see I'm not lying and won't attack me. And even if she tries, I just run away, I'm closer to the door and there's an armchair between us.

"But it is what it is!" I shrug.

“Stop it!” she screams. “Stop lying, Marnie. Everyone. Everyone knows you're lying, so why don't you tell the truth?” she waves her hands through the air.

“Because there's no other truth, Leah. Will I have to draw it for you?” I make the same moves she does.

“Be my guest!” she sits on the couch. I sigh wearily. I haven't slept for hours, I'm angry with myself and the world and now that I thought the situation was resolved and I just had to go on with my life, she comes and messes everything up.

“Why are you here?” I stay upright.

“I do not know! It must be cause you went crazy and disappeared without saying anything. Didn't answer my calls, no one had any answers about what was going on. So I took my father's jet and came to resolve this situation and I don't leave here without an answer at least.”

In the same way I laugh at Noah, I laugh at her, thinking it will fix everything. Leah carries the same expression as her brother, neutral, mocking.

“Why did you break up with Luke?” she asks quietly.

The mention of his name makes me shiver. I notice how my stomach turns and try to ignore it. I wonder if I can subtly extract some information from his state, but I don't want her to think I still care about him.

"Cause I wasn't in the mood anymore." I shrug, walking through space.

“My God, you've actually lied better.” I glare at her. “You know you're in trouble here, I know you better than anyone. I know you are lying and that you are going through some difficult situation. I even have my theories. So you're going to have to work a lot harder to trick me or get me out of here.” she cracks a smile, feeling victorious.

"Oh do you have? What are your theories?” I mock her.

“The first is that you really freaked out with amnesia and you can't handle it. The second is that you can't handle your feelings about Luke, it happened once before. And the third is that someone put some shit in your head and made you believe that everything would be better if you were out of the way.” I feel her gaze burning into me, looking for any reaction.

I let out a laugh, not forced, nervous that she got it right. Leah raises an eyebrow.

“You really traveled on your theories. Sorry, none are right.”

As if by magic, the answer appears to me. The only way I was going to get rid of everyone and go through with the plan without a hitch was to make her hate me. Make everyone hate me, just like I did Luke.

Just considering their hate for me makes my heart ache. But I need to do this. For Luke. For the boys. It's for their success.

“You know, a few months ago you were asked to be in a movie and you didn't take it cause you said you were a terrible actress. Isn't that right?” she gets up again. “Noah told me you said you were doing this for Luke, because you loved him. Marnie, what are you trying to hide?” she comes closer.

I feel dirty because of the attitude I'm going to take. It's low, very low, but I need her to hate me.

"Look who talks about hiding." I give a cynical laugh. Leah looks at me confused. "Don't you have anything to tell too?" she still doesn't understand. “You and Kyleen?”

Hastings freezes. The bitter taste of my act starts to fill my mouth. I’m sorry, Leah. I’m so sorry.

“How do you know?” she takes a step back.

"Who do you think closed the bathroom door on Ash's birthday?" I raise my eyebrows.

“Is not the same thing.”

“It isn’t? Aren't you hiding something from all of us?” I force a smile like hers a few minutes ago.

“No! Cause I'm not pushing everyone away, I'm not telling lies. And if you asked me, I would tell you the truth. Deep down, you know why I didn't say anything. You know my dad hasn't accepted Noah yet, that this is a problem in our family, and you know he wouldn't accept me either. You know that deep down I'm trying to protect both of us.”

“Oh! Do I?” I debauchery more. Right now, I feel horrible when I see your eyes water. I'm so, so sorry.

“I know what you're trying to do and I'm not going to stage it.” she walks past me to the door.

"Didn't you want to talk? I am talking.” Leah turns to me, straining the knife I carried in my chest, letting me see her crying face.

“You're trying to make me hate you.” now I'm the one who freezes. She laughs. “See how I know you? You are very predictable, Marnie. And as much as I know of your intention, I will not allow you to reach your goal. I hope that one day, not too far away, you realize what a big shit you're doing.” she opens the door, going. “Oh, and before I forget, since it's meant to hurt. Congrats, since your little chat with Luke, he's been locked in his room, needing Michael to keep an eye on him.” so Leah slams the door and strikes the final blow.

I bite the inside of my mouth, letting the tears fall. Honestly, I didn't even have the strength to hold back anymore. The rage burning inside me gives way to pain. I imagine Luke locked in his room, lying on the bed, hating me. Hating what we had and what we thought we had.

I walk over to my suitcase, pulling out a package, with the photos I'd taken from the box and the little white box he'd given me. I open it, holding the necklace with his name on it, the one he gave me.

Even knowing what I had to do, I wouldn't get rid of this necklace, I don't have the courage. It was easier to buy an equal one and put it in his hand. What he did to me would be kept with me forever.

““Closed eyes.” he fights.

"I have my eyes closed." I rebate. “Lucas…” I chide him, when I feel his lips on the back of my neck.

“Sorry, I got distracted.” I hold back the urge to laugh. “Closed eyes.”

"If you say it one more time, you'll get hit." I threat.

"How, if you can't see me?" right now, the urge to hit him is so strong that I follow the sound of his voice, trying to kick him. “Hey! No rudeness, otherwise you'll be left without a gift.” the false authoritative tone makes me angrier. “Good girl!”

“Go!” I kicked.

I'm startled by the icy touch against my neck. It's a necklace. Eagerly, I touch the pendant, recognizing the shape. He didn't do it.

“You can open it.” his hands move to my hips, hugging me.

With my eyes open, I run my vision to my neck, finding there a necklace just like his but blue.

“Happy Birthday!” he drops a kiss on my cheek.

I hold the blue quartz, seeing Luke's name engraved on the back. I let a stupid smile spread across my face, glaring at my boyfriend with the same.

"Want to explain why we're wearing practically identical necklaces?"

“It's a little obvious. Couples wear rings and I know what a problem you have with rings.”

“It’s not a problem.” I try to defend myself.

“It's just Alzheimer's. You know, in some people, it starts before they're 70 years old.” I hit him, and he laughs, before he hugs me. "Like I was saying, I know you're not into wearing a ring, so since I already had my necklace, I thought you'd have yours. That way we'll always be close to each other's hearts.” I rest my hands on his shoulders, standing on tiptoes.

"Have I told you I love you today?" I whisper, moving closer.

“Not after 5 pm.” he pouted, looking at the clock on the wall.

I don't know how I managed to kiss him with such a stupid smile on my face.

“Why do I like you, huh?” I question, stealing a little kiss.

“Because I'm cheesy and romantic. And even if you deny it, I know you get attached to it.” he opens a victorious smile.

"Don't ever say 'get attached' again." I beg laughing.

"What is it, bae? That was awesome.” he laughs.

“No!” I scream, laughing.

"What is it, babe girl? Don't you stick to my way of get in?” he keeps teasing me.

I place my lips on yours, determined to shut your mouth and thank you that it works. My mental reminder of “we're late for dinner” evaporates when his hands reach under my shirt. I scratch the back of his neck, pulling him closer.

“We're late for dinner.” he says against my mouth as I start to unbutton his shirt.

“Just say the traffic was like hell.” I suggest kissing his neck.

Luke accepts the idea, picking me up and walking me back to the bedroom."

It's not hard to know that we were late for dinner that day. But I didn't care, I had been given a necklace with his name on it, a necklace that showed how our relationship was getting more and more serious.

I also realize that the two times I got this necklace, at least once I ended up in bed with him. In fact, in both, but only one made it to the end.

“I hate myself.” I say tiredly, going to the minibar to get anything containing alcohol that makes me forget everything.

I call the front desk for two bottles of champagne and the biggest snack they have. I pick up the small whiskey bottles, turning one after the other, as if they were shot. I shake my head, wanting the effect to start faster.

“I hate myself. Leah hates me. Kiki must hate me now too. Just like Noah and everyone else there. Everybody hates me.” I turn the last one over, shaking my head once more. “Luke hates me. Hates me too much.” I comment, hugging the pillow.

I pick up a Polaroid of ours, staring at our happiness marked there. What am I doing?

I throw my head in my hands, lost. I wonder what might happen if I crawl into bed and don't go out for the rest of the month. Probably more people will hate me, but who doesn't hate me now? I mean, just get in line.

Awakened from the thought, when someone knocks on the door. For a second, I wonder who it was, then remember I ordered room service. I walk to the door, feeling the weight of the six small bottles.

My stomach churns and I feel an overwhelming urge to vomit as I land my eyes on the redhead in front of me. Red-haired?

"Bethany?"

[keemchijihaeloveswannaone]

Happier

Notes: this story was inspired by the song with the same title by Ed Sheeran, recent dating status of KDN and a real-life story. Dedicated to all fans

PS. This one is a hurried fanfiction in the midst of the heavy traffic so forgive the grammatical errors 😅

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I was preparing to go to school for a research when, I got a message from my friend, saying that I should turn on the tv. There, I saw a news about you and her. It seems surreal when I remember seeing you few nights ago.

It's night time yet the moon shines bright. I opted to take a detour in a park near where my friends and I will hang out. I saw you with her. You are hugging her tight. It's been a month since I last saw you in this area with the hiatus and all, I knew you have someone now. Seeing you and her right before my eyes, you look happier. You really do. You two walked in a bar, that's where I will go to. I saw how you talk. She said something that made you laugh. I saw your smile, it's as twice as wide as ours when you were still with me. No one might notice the two of you with the disguise you both have but, I knew it was you. I can tell immediately.

I knew I hurt you like no one can. But, I did that because I love you so much and I don't want to be a distraction in reaching your dreams.

"Daniel, I'm sorry..." I said, not looking at him in the eye fearing that I might able to contain myself. "Y/N please don't... We can do this. We can work this out." You said, pleading for me to stay. "No we can't... You know that being an idol means a lot to you and I can't be in a way to reach your dream. Besides, you deserve someone better, someone like you not just an ordinary girl like me." I said, holding back my tears threatening to spill. "No, I don't need anyone, I just need you! Please Y/N, don't leave me. I love you." You said, trying to hugging me tightly.

I resisted and push you away. "I no longer love you please let's stop this. I'm done with this relationship." I said as I walked away

Honestly, I won't take it personal if you are moving on with someone new, someone like her because, you are happier. My phone rang and it's Seongwu. "Hey..." he greeted. "What's up?" I asked even though I knew what's this all about. "You saw the news right? I just want to make sure you're ok." He said. "Yes I am Seongwu, don't worry about it." I said, trying to hide the truth by pretending to be happy. "You'll find someone else so, cheer up, Y/N" he said. "I guess so, by the way you're filming right? Let's just talk later ok? Fighting Seongwu-ya!" I said, changing the subject. "Ya! Y/N wait..." I heard Ong Seongwu said before I hang up.

I sat here in the corner of my room, it reminds me of the days I had with you. Every little thing in this house reminded me of you. I walked to the kitchen and got a bottle of water. I saw a bottle of wine, I'm never a drinker but, I always kept a bottle of wine in case you drop by and want a drink. However, there's no longer you so, I picked it up and placed it on a bag to give out to my friends. "You're happier, aren't you?" I told myself.

I know no one dared to hurt you than I did. You are the nation's number one. You deserve another person who can always be by your side. That someone isn't me even though, you're the one I need the most yes, I'm still in love with you.

"Y/N-ah are you ok?" Seongwu asked. For a moment, I thought it was you. "What are you doing here? Did he send you here?" I asked back. "No, I came here on my own. I already know he's miserable but, he has the other members however, you're all alone so, as you bestest pal, I came here and as expected, you never let anyone see you cry." He said. He's lying, I know you send him here. "Did they forced you to break up with him?" He asked and took your silence as a yes. "You know you don't have to do that? Who cares about their opinion. Y/N fight for him please, don't leave him. He's miserable like you so please come back." Seongwu said, holding your hand. "Please, Daniel loves you and he need you right now, he's been crying and hurting too." He pleaded. It's all my fault that you are crying. "I can't. They are right, Daniel is at peak of his career and I cannot be his side any longer. He deserves someone like you guys, an idol who can understand him more than I do. He deserves every good thing in this world and I'm not one of them." You said. "Is that what you wanted? Do you love him?" He asked. "It doesn't matter Seongwu. This is what it supposed to be there's no room for what I wanted." I said. It hurt but, I have to bear it. "Ok, that's your decision and I, your best Ong friend, will respect that. I hope you'll be happy." He said, trying to cheer you up. "Yeah, someday I will."

But, I guess I will never be fine. Seeing you looking smiling with her by your side, hurts so much. I could only pretend a smile to hide the truth because I know, you're my only happiness.

All this time, I know you'll fall for someone new. Someone who can stand by your side more than I could.

Baby you look happier, you do

I knew one day you'd fall for someone new and she'll mean the whole world to you.

It’s the day of your last concert and its been a while since I saw my favorite boygroup with you in it. I braced myself and went to the venue. I blend with the crowd so no one from the staffs and the Wanna One's family, including yours will know. I saw how broken you all are in this event. You never wanted to be part with your brothers. You cried the hardest, was this how you did when we broke up? I thought as I wipe a tear I shed.

The night had ended. I prepared to leave the venue with a heavy heart like other fans did, at least, that's what I'm trying to tell myself, I knew clearly it's not the case. "Ms. Y/N." A staff said, I recognized her as one of the people in the company I used to see whenever I visit you back then. "Hi, it's been a while, Ms. Yuna." I greeted. "Can you please not tell anyone especially the members that I'm here." I said. "Actually... About that Kang Daniel-ssi wants to see you, he asked me to call you." She said. You knew I attended the concert, I still wonder how did you managed to know it.

I let her lead me to where you are. I know I should runaway but, I my hearts screamed to go where you are for one last time. She lead me to an empty waiting room, telling me to wait for you. In a few minutes, you are there right in front of me. "Y/N" you said. It sounded so sweet in my ears yet it felt bitter. "It's been a while." I manage to say. "Yes it was, it's been a year." You said. "Yeah..." I said, not daring to look at you. I feel my tears forming around my eyes. "How are you?" You asked. Sitting right in front of me. "I'm ok. What about you?" I asked, as I regained my control of my emotions. "I cried a lot, I'm gonna miss Wanna One for sure. You saw that right? How uncool." He joked lightly. I try to smile not letting you see my real emotions. "Yeah I did. You're still cool. I'm KDN stan after all." I jokingly said., humoring myself to prevent my tears to fall. "How did you know I am here?" I asked. "I just know you're going. So I asked the staff to look out for you." You said with all sincerity. "Why?" I asked again. You smiled as you kneel down in front of me. "I just want to see you maybe to have a closure." You said, grabbing a hold of my hand. "Y/N I know that we can't be together and you don't feel the same but, in my heart still beats for you. And if I ever, love someone else please know that I will never love anyone else as much as I love you." You said, my tears that I'm holding back were getting out of control. It fell the moment you said those words. You wiped my tears and smile, that beautiful smile I always love. "Why are you crying?" You laughed. Your hand still on my cheek "Because, Kang center is being cringy, it made my tears fall." I joked. "Silly kid but, I'm serious. You'll always be in my heart no matter." You said, messing up my hair. "I'm sorry. I hurt the nation's center." I said, another tears threatening to fall. "Aye... Stop crying Y/N." You said, bumping our foreheads together. "Don't cry, it makes me feel sad seeing you like that. I don't want seeing my number 1 fangirl cry." You said. You placed a kiss on my temple and held it there. We went out of the waiting room and you walked me out of the venue. You were holding my hand the whole time. I let you be and I stay silent the whole time, not trusting myself to utter a word because I know, my heart would speak before my mind and I will opted to stay with you. "So this is goodbye." You said. "Yeah it is." I replied. You pulled me again in your arms. I hugged you back this time for one last time. You pulled back and you place a hand on my chin, you lift my face up and place a kiss on my lips. You hugged me tighter not wanting to let go but, I knew we must because you are no longer mine. I responded to your kisses and tomorrow I'll try to forget you, I'll try to move on. We broke apart. "Y/N I said it before but, I'll repeat it again. I love you and my love for you will never be replaced." You said. "It's getting late, you should go." You said. "Yeah uhh... Thanks. For walking with my on my way out. I guess I'll see you around, Kang-ssi." I said, smiled at him and waved goodbye.

It's been 6 months since then, this news isn't new to me anymore I knew the moment I saw you few nights ago but, it still hurts hearing this news. I couldn't cry anymore, I could not feel anything. I might be in dazed the whole time not to notice my phone's blowing up with messages the whole time. I grabbed my phone from my bed and see the members messages, my friends and there's one from your mom but what had caught me is yours.

I hurried out of the house to my university. I saw you waiting on our usual spot unknown to most people "You never changed schedules after all these years. Today is still your off from school yet, you have research to finish, am I right?" You said as you walked to where I am. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at your company?" You asked. "I know but, I figured I should see you first." You said. "Why?" I asked. "I just want to tell you something but, I guess the media beat me to that." You said. "You don't have to, Daniel. I kinda know about you and her, I saw you at a bar few nights ago. I'm glad you found her, she seem nice, you deserve Jihyo." I said. "Yes, I'm glad I met her. I really want to tell you about her last time but, I'm not sure of anything that time, she's just a friend and we kinda happened after the concert." You said, scratching the back of your head. "I see. Does she make you happy?" I asked. "She does." You answered. I can see the sincerity in your eyes. "Well then, that's enough for me." I saw you were surprised by what I said as we seated on a bench at the back of the school building. "Say... You will support me right? You will always believe me?" You asked. "It depends on how well behave you are, choding." I teased, lightly to ease off this uncertain feeling. "Ya! I'm not choding, you mean kid. I'm taller than you." You protested, I laughed at your childishness. "Yeah yeah, whatever you say." I said to make him stop whining. "So, what will you say?" You said, waiting for an answer. "What?" I asked. "Will you trust and support me?" You repeated. "I will, I'm your fan, you knew that." I answered. "No, not as a fan as someone permanently dear in my heart?" You said. "Of course I will, you asked for it after all." I said with a small laugh. "Thanks it means a lot to me." You said. "It should matter, I'm you number 1 fan after all." I joked, nudging him playfully before standing up. "I'll support you no matter what. As long as it'll make you happy but, if she ever break your heart like lovers do, just know that I am here waiting for you." I said, playfully with a wink to mask my real feelings. "I gotta go now, see you around!" I said as I walked away from you trying to hide the pain as I let you go completely.

"But I guess you look happier, you do

My friends told me one day I'll feel it too

I could try to smile to hide the truth

But I know I was happier with you" - Ed Sheeran (Happier)