If you only know…
Title : If you only know… (that I am hurt the same way)
Pairing : Chance/You, Peter, Youngsky (he actually appeared longer this time. Hohoho!)
Rating : PG
Genre : Angst, romance
Disclaimer : The story and plot as suck as it does, it is mine. Taken with credits. yea, as if anyone would want this! LOL
A/N : I’ve been asking myself, WTH is this??? So, it was basically the same with the one before this. I only wrote it in Chance’s POV. And, look! Sky is here! Finally!! Khekhekhek…. Enjoy.
Previous Chapters :
- What Love Is
- Or you can find the BETTER version here What Love Is - Re-written
-And the sequels Doubtful Heart
- It Hurt
This was written in Chance’s POV.
At One Way Studio.
I sighed happily, humming to a tune of our new single. It’s been a great day today. We’ve finished our session for recordings and now it’s time for a little celebration. I smiled and fished my Iphone out of the pocket as Sky passed me in a hurry.
“Yo, Sky! Where you heading at?”
“Uhm… I’ve got a date, Hyung.”
I raised an eyebrow, “A date?”
He rolled his eyes. “Come on, it’s not THAT weird, ya know…”
“So, who’s the lucky girl?” I asked, grinning from ear to ear.
“Uhm… I don’t know…yet.”
The eyebrows raised again in question.
“Well, my dearest hyung kinda hooked me up with someone. He thought that I need a girlfriend . And if I say no, he threatens to tell our parents what I did to their car last summer.”
“Well, he got a point, you know. You would be less awkward with girls around.”
Sky glared at me, “Which side are you on?”
“Apparently not your…Hmffhh…” A pillow flew directly cutting my words.
“Hey!”
“Serves you right, Hyung!”
“Speaking of which, have you seen Peter anywhere?”
“I dunno,” he shrugged, “he said that he got something to do and ran. Literally.”
“Yeah, he looked different recently. You know something?”
He shrugged again. “Maybe he’s nervous about the whole wedding things and stuff. Listen, Hyung! As much as I want to talk to you right now, I gotta run, okay. See ya.”
“Okay. Don’t get into trouble.”
“I won’t.” He waved and ran.
As soon as he left I looked at my Iphone again and speed dialed number 2. Well, number 1 was obviously for her, 2 was for Peter and 3 was Sky’s. While 4 and so on were for my family members.
Calling…
Peter Hyun
“Yo!” he picked up after 3rd rings.
“Yo, bro! Where you at?”
“I’m… at some place. Why? Any problems at the studio?”
“No, no. It’s not that.” I frowned a bit at his tone. “It’s just, I feel like celebrating something right now. Let’s have drink?”
“Uhm… I got something to do first. How about in an hour?”
“Okay, cool! I see you at the dorm?”
“Cool!”
He hung up.
Well, that’s quite… weird.
I brushed it aside. It’d be nice if I invite her also. I always thought that the more the merrier.
I speed dialed number 1. But then, I canceled. I thought of something more fun, maybe giving her a visit?
I giggled.
Wait. Did I just giggle?
WTH! Why did I giggle anyway?!
***
I push the elevator button, waiting patiently while I’m humming to a tune. A cheerful tune. Well, the day has been beautiful so far. The sky’s clear. The sun’s shining very very bright. Works done; well, almost done. Couldn’t ask for more, could I?
The elevator doors opened and I stepped inside at the same time as my phone rang.
Sky is calling.
I frowned little. “Yo bro? Missed me already?”
“Yeah, you wish. As if I haven’t got enough of you nagging me 24/7 these past few days.” I burst out in laughter. I could imagine him rolling his eyes right now.
“Anyway. Chance, listen. I think Imma miss dinner tonight.”
“ Whoa! Why? Did someone kidnap you?”
“Yeah… sort of. Listen, I’ll tell you guys later okay? I gotta run now. Just… don’t stay up and wait for me.”
“Yeah, yeah.. fine. Stay out of trouble! You listen?”
“Sure. Bye!”
He hung up.
The elevator gave a small ding when I reached the floor to the dorm. I walked confidently, with smile plastered on my face. But instead of heading to their dorm like I used to, I turned left and headed to her apartment. We lived on the same floor, her apartment was adjacent ours.
When I reached hers, I raised my palm to knock. But then I noticed the door was a bit ajar. So, I pushed it open and went inside.
“Umm…Hello?”
I heard low sobs from the kitchen direction. What I saw there really broke my heart. There she was, crouching on the floor next to the island. She put her head between her knees and hugged herself. She was crying. Suddenly I felt my heart clenched by the pain. It was painful to see the one you loved with all your heart and your soul broken apart in right in front of your eyes.
She didn’t realize I was there. I crouched in front of her and touched her right shoulder gently. I asked her, “hey. What’s wrong?”
She lifted her head up, eyes red and filled with tears. She looked fragile. Vulnerable.
“Chance,” she whispered.
I looked at her in the eyes, searching for an answer. She then shook her head, didn’t give me any answer. Or maybe she couldn’t. She let out another sob and cried harder. Her tears seemed to run harder than before. I didn’t ask further and instead pulled her into my arms, rubbing her back smoothly.
“It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” I whispered in her ear, assured he that everything’s going to be fine even though I was not sure myself.
She clutched my front shirt and drowned her face further in my embrace.
I was still confused and didn’t understand what’s going on and what had happened to her until few moments later when I saw Peter in the kitchen door asked me what’s going on. Then the realization hit upon me. It was him.
“It’s nothing.” I answered for her, “She just cut her finger, and she was just a big crybaby. ” I laughed a bit, albeit nervously.
“Really? Is it okay? Should we go to the doctor or something?” She tightened the clutch on my shirt tightly and didn’t want to let go. I understood the message.
“No, no… She doesn’t need to. Actually the bleeding’s already stopped; she’s just a little…startled.” I squeezed her palm for a bit. I smiled and motioned Peter to leave the house.
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. I nodded and put my thumbs up signaling that she’s okay. Peter grinned at me and walked out of the kitchen. After he left, she let go of the clutch and distanced herself from me.
“Sorry.” She croaked a whisper. I held her shoulders and put her an arm length away. I looked at her in the eyes, “care to tell me what’s going on? Did he do this to you?”
“No,no…” She quickly shook her head. “He didn’t do anything. It’s just that…” She paused, “… I knew that he’s getting married. I already knew it since forever. But then, realization just hit me now that this is the end for me. He’s finally gone and there’s nothing to stop him from going… and… and it hurt.”
I looked at her eyes and understood immediately that she wanted to cry all over again. I pulled her into my arms once more and didn’t say anything.
“I was late, Chance… and I don’t know how to feel right now… I disappointed myself and I feel like I want to crawl and die…”
“Sshhh…”
That evening we sat together on a cold tiled kitchen floor. I stayed with her all night. She’s sobbing and crying her heart out until she felt exhausted and fell asleep, her head rested on my wet shoulder.
Thoughts running through my head at that time. I could really see that she was broken and I knew this time would come eventually. I loved her. I loved her since the first time I saw her in front of our front door. She had two big brown suitcases in her hands and I helped her brought them to her place. After that we became friends. I, Peter, Sky and her.
And before I knew it, it became a messy love triangle. Unrequited love was painful. It was sad. I thought while looking at her serene face beside me. “I understand what you feel. If you only know that I’m also hurt. I’m hurt the same way,” I whispered and kissed her head. My first tear rolled down that time.
*TBC*
A/N : So, it's basically the same with It Hurt. but yeah, i decided to write the other's pov in here. So, what do u think??? speak up, even if you think it sucks. hehe
Pairing : Chance/You, Peter, Youngsky (he actually appeared longer this time. Hohoho!)
Rating : PG
Genre : Angst, romance
Disclaimer : The story and plot as suck as it does, it is mine. Taken with credits. yea, as if anyone would want this! LOL
A/N : I’ve been asking myself, WTH is this??? So, it was basically the same with the one before this. I only wrote it in Chance’s POV. And, look! Sky is here! Finally!! Khekhekhek…. Enjoy.
Previous Chapters :
- What Love Is
- Or you can find the BETTER version here What Love Is - Re-written
-And the sequels Doubtful Heart
- It Hurt
This was written in Chance’s POV.
At One Way Studio.
I sighed happily, humming to a tune of our new single. It’s been a great day today. We’ve finished our session for recordings and now it’s time for a little celebration. I smiled and fished my Iphone out of the pocket as Sky passed me in a hurry.
“Yo, Sky! Where you heading at?”
“Uhm… I’ve got a date, Hyung.”
I raised an eyebrow, “A date?”
He rolled his eyes. “Come on, it’s not THAT weird, ya know…”
“So, who’s the lucky girl?” I asked, grinning from ear to ear.
“Uhm… I don’t know…yet.”
The eyebrows raised again in question.
“Well, my dearest hyung kinda hooked me up with someone. He thought that I need a girlfriend . And if I say no, he threatens to tell our parents what I did to their car last summer.”
“Well, he got a point, you know. You would be less awkward with girls around.”
Sky glared at me, “Which side are you on?”
“Apparently not your…Hmffhh…” A pillow flew directly cutting my words.
“Hey!”
“Serves you right, Hyung!”
“Speaking of which, have you seen Peter anywhere?”
“I dunno,” he shrugged, “he said that he got something to do and ran. Literally.”
“Yeah, he looked different recently. You know something?”
He shrugged again. “Maybe he’s nervous about the whole wedding things and stuff. Listen, Hyung! As much as I want to talk to you right now, I gotta run, okay. See ya.”
“Okay. Don’t get into trouble.”
“I won’t.” He waved and ran.
As soon as he left I looked at my Iphone again and speed dialed number 2. Well, number 1 was obviously for her, 2 was for Peter and 3 was Sky’s. While 4 and so on were for my family members.
Calling…
Peter Hyun
“Yo!” he picked up after 3rd rings.
“Yo, bro! Where you at?”
“I’m… at some place. Why? Any problems at the studio?”
“No, no. It’s not that.” I frowned a bit at his tone. “It’s just, I feel like celebrating something right now. Let’s have drink?”
“Uhm… I got something to do first. How about in an hour?”
“Okay, cool! I see you at the dorm?”
“Cool!”
He hung up.
Well, that’s quite… weird.
I brushed it aside. It’d be nice if I invite her also. I always thought that the more the merrier.
I speed dialed number 1. But then, I canceled. I thought of something more fun, maybe giving her a visit?
I giggled.
Wait. Did I just giggle?
WTH! Why did I giggle anyway?!
***
I push the elevator button, waiting patiently while I’m humming to a tune. A cheerful tune. Well, the day has been beautiful so far. The sky’s clear. The sun’s shining very very bright. Works done; well, almost done. Couldn’t ask for more, could I?
The elevator doors opened and I stepped inside at the same time as my phone rang.
Sky is calling.
I frowned little. “Yo bro? Missed me already?”
“Yeah, you wish. As if I haven’t got enough of you nagging me 24/7 these past few days.” I burst out in laughter. I could imagine him rolling his eyes right now.
“Anyway. Chance, listen. I think Imma miss dinner tonight.”
“ Whoa! Why? Did someone kidnap you?”
“Yeah… sort of. Listen, I’ll tell you guys later okay? I gotta run now. Just… don’t stay up and wait for me.”
“Yeah, yeah.. fine. Stay out of trouble! You listen?”
“Sure. Bye!”
He hung up.
The elevator gave a small ding when I reached the floor to the dorm. I walked confidently, with smile plastered on my face. But instead of heading to their dorm like I used to, I turned left and headed to her apartment. We lived on the same floor, her apartment was adjacent ours.
When I reached hers, I raised my palm to knock. But then I noticed the door was a bit ajar. So, I pushed it open and went inside.
“Umm…Hello?”
I heard low sobs from the kitchen direction. What I saw there really broke my heart. There she was, crouching on the floor next to the island. She put her head between her knees and hugged herself. She was crying. Suddenly I felt my heart clenched by the pain. It was painful to see the one you loved with all your heart and your soul broken apart in right in front of your eyes.
She didn’t realize I was there. I crouched in front of her and touched her right shoulder gently. I asked her, “hey. What’s wrong?”
She lifted her head up, eyes red and filled with tears. She looked fragile. Vulnerable.
“Chance,” she whispered.
I looked at her in the eyes, searching for an answer. She then shook her head, didn’t give me any answer. Or maybe she couldn’t. She let out another sob and cried harder. Her tears seemed to run harder than before. I didn’t ask further and instead pulled her into my arms, rubbing her back smoothly.
“It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” I whispered in her ear, assured he that everything’s going to be fine even though I was not sure myself.
She clutched my front shirt and drowned her face further in my embrace.
I was still confused and didn’t understand what’s going on and what had happened to her until few moments later when I saw Peter in the kitchen door asked me what’s going on. Then the realization hit upon me. It was him.
“It’s nothing.” I answered for her, “She just cut her finger, and she was just a big crybaby. ” I laughed a bit, albeit nervously.
“Really? Is it okay? Should we go to the doctor or something?” She tightened the clutch on my shirt tightly and didn’t want to let go. I understood the message.
“No, no… She doesn’t need to. Actually the bleeding’s already stopped; she’s just a little…startled.” I squeezed her palm for a bit. I smiled and motioned Peter to leave the house.
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. I nodded and put my thumbs up signaling that she’s okay. Peter grinned at me and walked out of the kitchen. After he left, she let go of the clutch and distanced herself from me.
“Sorry.” She croaked a whisper. I held her shoulders and put her an arm length away. I looked at her in the eyes, “care to tell me what’s going on? Did he do this to you?”
“No,no…” She quickly shook her head. “He didn’t do anything. It’s just that…” She paused, “… I knew that he’s getting married. I already knew it since forever. But then, realization just hit me now that this is the end for me. He’s finally gone and there’s nothing to stop him from going… and… and it hurt.”
I looked at her eyes and understood immediately that she wanted to cry all over again. I pulled her into my arms once more and didn’t say anything.
“I was late, Chance… and I don’t know how to feel right now… I disappointed myself and I feel like I want to crawl and die…”
“Sshhh…”
That evening we sat together on a cold tiled kitchen floor. I stayed with her all night. She’s sobbing and crying her heart out until she felt exhausted and fell asleep, her head rested on my wet shoulder.
Thoughts running through my head at that time. I could really see that she was broken and I knew this time would come eventually. I loved her. I loved her since the first time I saw her in front of our front door. She had two big brown suitcases in her hands and I helped her brought them to her place. After that we became friends. I, Peter, Sky and her.
And before I knew it, it became a messy love triangle. Unrequited love was painful. It was sad. I thought while looking at her serene face beside me. “I understand what you feel. If you only know that I’m also hurt. I’m hurt the same way,” I whispered and kissed her head. My first tear rolled down that time.
*TBC*
A/N : So, it's basically the same with It Hurt. but yeah, i decided to write the other's pov in here. So, what do u think??? speak up, even if you think it sucks. hehe