FIC
TITLE: IMPOSSIBLE
AUTHOR: Hokuto-sama/A(R)
GENRE: CRACK! BUWAHAHAHA!
SUMMARY: None. Theres no actual Story yet =_= Dont grammar Nazi on me yos XDD
Previous Chapter
CH.7: R A G N A R O K (P A R T I)
"I don't think they'll find us in here"
Silent Night, Holy Night. All is Calm, all is bright.
I heard the sirens getting louder and nearer. I tried really hard not to panic this time. I'm so glad I had someone elses help, however, but as of now, something changed. It was cold and I was standing behind one of the many things, the Magic Castle, warmth in my hand. We had to get out of here.
xXx
I crashed into a lady as I turned the corner, hitting an elegant table as I rushed inside the bathroom. I don't know why I did it, but all I knew is that there was no way I wanted to go in there right now. My heart was pounding, my hands were sweaty. I still felt sick. Without a care on what to do, I entered the nearest stall, past the black and white bowl sinks and past the leather couch in the corner until I had closed the stall door behind me. I gasped for air a bit, and breathed heavily, leaning my hand on the door.
"Hey!" I heard behind me. I spun around quickly, in shock. Oh my god I just walked in when someone was inside.
"Oh my-- I'm so sor--"
"Shhhhhhh!" she told me. I quickly put a hand over my mouth, unaware on what to do.
"keep it down or they're gonna find us both" she told me. And almost like a prophecy meant to happen, I heard the bathroom door open.
"Tails! Tails!!!" I heard. It was HIS voice. My heart was beating. I put my hand over my mouth again. I had forgotten there was someone in the bathroom with me. The steps in the shiny floor, which was even shinier with the fancy Aristocratic lights in the ceiling and walls showed me that he was getting closer. He passed the stall. I closed my eyes for no reason, trying to find the reason why I was so scared to be found when in reality, I had no reason to be running away. I felt someone tap my shoulder. Had I already said I had forgotten there was someone in the same bathroom stall as me? She looked at me, her hair hanging down to her knees since she was sitting, or more like standing on the toilet lid, crouching really. She signaled me to stand in the toilet lid and crouch like she was and she stepped down. I heard his feet movement. Had he no shame that he even came in the WOMENS bathroom? What is the matter with the world if a guy walks in to a woman sanctuary! I did as she told me, I was desperate enough to trust a complete stranger. She stood where I was and soon we had traded places completely, in time to when he walked past the stall again and then out the door. I was stil trying to find the reason why his presence was scaring me.
"I think he's gone" she told me, peeking out the door. I sighed in horribe relief, standing up and peeking out as well.
"Yeah..." I said. I was a little embarrassed to drag a complete stranger into this.
"Sorry about that" I told her. She smiled at me. I noticed she was shorter than me, her voice a little deeper for the gentle structure of her face. She wore a knee length dress, like those you would see the debutantes wear. Her hair down and seemingly long, the same smile on her face as she spoke again.
"You were hiding too, had to give you a hand" she told me. She was hiding?
"Who are you hiding from?" I asked. I didn't want to be rude but I got caught up in the moment.
"I'm hiding from my dad. I don't want to have dinner with him or any of his business friends." She told me. She looked pretty mad as she said that. She seemed like a princess type at he moment. She smiled again at me, a little more like laughing.
"why were you hiding from that guy?" she asked me. I stiffened a bit.
"I....don't know..." I said. Honestly, I didn't really know what to say. He had been acting way too nice so I didn't know what to think at the moment. My stomach growled at that exact moment of thought. I blushed in embarrasment, noticing that I hadn't eaten anything for a while. She noticed my embarrasment, and laughed a bit.
"I'm Karisa" she told me, extending her hand to me. I took it and shook it.
"Sahar" I said to her. "how long have you been in here?" I asked her.
"I've been here for.....almost three hours I think"
"EH?! three hours?!" I said loudly, despite myself.
"yeah, my dad said he'd call the cops if I tried to run away. He's not the boss of me" she replied. So she wasn't a princess type. She's a rebellious type, I thought. I smiled. I hate princess type girls.
"I'm getting a bit hungry though, and from the sound of it, so are you" she told me, laughing a bit. I was more embarrassed this time.
My hunger is really that obvious.
"why don't you go and find something to eat?" I asked her, even though I myself was pretty hungry.
"because the guards are looking for me." she said. Oh god, what is with people running away from security personel or cops in this country? I smiled sympathetically at her. I knew exactly what she felt, almost.
"I feel ya" I tol her, placing a random hand on her shoulder. She seemed nice.
We stood there, in silence, trying to figure out what to do. I wanted to get out, but I at the same time, I knew if I did, I'd have to explain my sudden action, and I wasn't in my right state of mind to do so. About 20 minutes passed when she spoke again.
"Oh its time again." she said suddenly. I gave her a confused look.
"time for what?" I asked.
"Time to move positions again. They're gonna come and look in here soon." she said and grabbed her bag, which had been hanging on the doors hooks. She peeked a bit out the door to make sure there was no one I suppose.
"Coast is clear" she said, then turned to me.
"You wanna tag along?" she asked me. I nodded even though I didn't know what in the hell was going on. I stood up and followed her, as we both kind of tiptoed out of the bathroom. I peeked over to where I had been running, just to see and even longer line to the banquet hall. I didn't see anyone, so I figured the coast was clear. She quickly moved and started semi ducking as she walked quickly along the side walls, until we hit the corner. It was a long run, but I followed behind her, not knowing what to do withmyself and before I knew it, we were outside. I felt the chill of the outside hit my face, giving me a horrible deja vu, to then open my eyes and notice the hotel looked even more magical. It wasn't snowing anymore, but it was a winter wonderland, with people with long and fluffy coats waked along the side walk, kids with their parents, Lights all over the place. I coughed suddenly, realizing I didn't have a
coat on. I didn't want to get sick again, but I didn't want to go to the room right now, thinking that they must probably think that I'm there right now. My confusion took over me again, long enough for Karisa to return with two coats. She's nice, I thought again. Too nice.
"Here" she said, handing me a fluffy white one.
"Its cold, and your face says you were sick before" she added, putting hers on, as she started to walk. I put mine on as well.
"How did you know?" I asked. Do I look that sick?
"My moms a doctor, so I should know. She tells me the symptoms and physical descriptions all the time" she said. She turned around. I looked at her. Maybe she's a genius child, like those you hear about sometimes. Or a Psychic.
"You hungry? lets go eat something good?" she asked me, a black car pulling up infront of the streets side walk. I looked at her suspiciously. Should I go with this complete stranger, apart from the name of course, and risk my life? Or go back to the hotel room, have an awkward moment with my friends and.....Chansung? My heart started pounding again. I must have a heart problem, its been happening too much lately. My mind wondered before I moved my legs. I pick the stranger.
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I sat uncomfortably at the other side of the table. I felt horribly underdressed and definitely out of place as soon as the Luxurious European waiter brought our food. Caviar? Is that Caviar?! I looked in astonishment, and a bit of disbelief. I flew to the other side of the word to eat Steak? I looked around the place. Table 34, one of the most expensive restaurants in All of Korea, with dark shades of Black and beige, elegant, a cozy ambience and tasteful decor; the soft glowing lights, plush seating and carpet flooring. I secretly wanted to check my wallet to see how much it would cost, since I internally felt the bill going up everytime I breathed. Karisa sat at the opposite side of me, enjoying her steak and indigenous meat dish with a glass of Ginger tea, all in luxurious dinner ware. I didn't even notice the gold surrounding the knife and fork I grabbed. This is definitely an intimidating place.
"why do you look so scared?" she asked me, looking up as she cut a slice of her meat. I tried to do the same to show my otherwise noticeable nervousness.
"Its just.....this place feels like it will break when I move" I answered honestly. Oh man, at the moment, I wished I was back in the room at least. How did I get myself into this mess? Now I'm gonna owe some millionares daughter at least half of a million.
"Dont be scared yo, I said I'd treat you right?" she said, putting down her fork and knife, like she's done it a million times before. I smiled nervously and awkwardly
"Why don't we tell eachother about ourselves?" she suggested. I snuck a peak outside and caught a glimpse of Seoul city line. I was so far from home, I suddenly missed America. She noticed I didn't say anything.
"Ok, I'll start then. You already know my name. My father owns a small Yacht company in Florida. We're here for business to extend to the korean and asian markets."she said, then crossed her arms against the table, smiling a bit, after she had pushed the plates out of the way. "Now's your turn" she said. I looked a bit uncomfortably but started talking despite myself. Man, what did I get myself into?
"Well....You also already know my name. My parents are in America and I'm just here because I won a Contest on a Korean TV Channel" I told her, which was the truth. She didn't seem satisfied. But she smiled anyway. I didn't know what she expect I tell her.
"So...you aren't here for Hwan Chansung?" she said.
My heart skipped another beat.
"W-What makes you think I would?" I said nervously. How did she know?!
"because any person with two eyes can see through that face mask of his when he was in the bathroom." she added as if answering my question. She's too smart. Or Maybe she IS psychich. How did she know I wanted to know how she knew?!?! My head felt dizzy.
"Don't worry about it. I don't think anyone else knows its him" she added.
"how did you know it was him though? no one else said anything" I asked curiously.
"because I have powers" she answered, then started laughing when I gave her a seriously freaked out look. I thought she was serious.
"You don't want anyone to know he's there?" she asked me. I didn't know what to answer but I couldn't deny the fact that I didn't want him to get caught. I shook my head. For a secod, I felt the only reason she helped me was because she wanted to get close to Chansung. I felt a bit sad thinking he had to face that all the time.
"I told you, I'm not gonna say anything about him being with you" she added, a waiter bringing some more tea and some Madelines and other french-ish cookies. I took one and bit it, I was a bit more comfortable around her, but that cookie was enough to calm me down. Everything after that was a blur. She told me of her life, her story, her family, her interests. I felt like I had known her for years.
We clicked right away. She liked alot of things I liked, and she enjoyed doing somethings I did as well. After not long, I realized two hours had passed. Suddenly the whole world stopped when she asked me what I feared a bit, but strangely, I felt like I could tell her.
"How did you end up meeting Hwang Chansung of all people though? I mean....he's a star here" she said. I took a sip.
"I saved his ass in a train station..." I said. It was the truth. remembering that made me mad though. She laughed.
"and thats why he's with you?" she said. I blanked out. With me?
"what do you mean?" I asked in curiosity. I didn't understand her statement. "you mean why he's hanging around with me?"
"No I mean with you. Guy looks like he likes you, y'know"
The room got hot and stuffy, and I felt a pang in my stomach.
"I haven't even known the guy for more than three days. Thats impossible"
"you like him too don't you?" she said, Ignoring my answer.
"No, I don't" I said, trying to remain calm. Where was she going about this? Was she really just curious about me because of him? She laughed again. I got a bit mad. I'm not her entertainment, but something in me was odd. I felt a little nervous and I suddenly remembered the reason why I had ran like that. It was the mistletoe, and the thought that I would have to either kiss him, or see him kiss someone else. I was torn.
"well you can say that but....what girl wouldn't like that gorgeousness of a guy?" she added laughing again. She was right. I couldn't help but notice him. He was definitely good looking, gorgeous, manly. I couldn't help liking him. But its just star struck stage.
"He's just a star, they're meant to be seen" I said. That was logical. It really was.
"But his face looked different from when I've seen him on TV. He looked normal to me"
"that doesn't mean anything though. Guy is a normal guy" I added. Why was I so nervous?
"You're the only one I've heard say that after meeting him" she added. Huh?
"You know him?" I asked again despite myself.
"Sure, you can say that" she replied. "Met him some time ago, with some friends for a party we had. He never looked the way he did today"
My heart started thumping again.
"That still doesn't mean anything. He doesn't know me well enough to like me" I answered her. As much as that hurt to be said, logic always plays the notes of truth.
"Thats true." she said, finally agreeing with me. "But love at first sight--"
"Will you please stop saying these things?" I cut her off. I didn't get what she was doing, it made no sense to make these random assumptions. She smiled.
"Don't get so worked up, I was just teasing you" she said. I sighed. Why do people enjoy playing with my head?
"Anyway, I thought you'd be flattered to hear that" she told me, still smiling. I didn't respond and we sat there awkwardly. I was a bit curious as to know if she knew the other members of 2PM. Not because I wanted to ask her for anything in specific, but to ask her if she knew if they were looking for Chansung at the moment, since he just came along with us so naturally.
"They're looking for him" she said, as if reading my mind. As if? She's definitely psychic.
"They are?" I asked. You know in moments of extreme freight or nervousness, you just feel a hole inside your stomach? Thats what I felt as soon as she said that.
"Yeah, my dad said they're looking for him, and a friends brother is a trainee of JYP. Said they're searching for him too"
"Have they already checked here?"
"I think they did, but they found nothing"
I blanked out. How is that even possible?
She sighed happily.
"Well I'm full now, Its getting late, shall we go back to the hotel?" she said, signaling the waiter for the bill. I didn't respond. They really are looking for him. What if they accuse us of kidnap because of him? I felt both anger and freight at the moment. Anger that he was gonna cost us trouble, maybe even convicting trouble, but freight because I didn't know what they would do to him. I was scared of what they might do to him mostly. I didn't want to worry about him but I didn't want something like this to haunt him.
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We got back to the hotel and went through the front door. The conversation from earlier was still eating my brain but I managed to get my legs to work. It had started to snow this time, so I put the hood of the borrowed white sweater on. We walked through the doors, the heated building automatically warming up my body. Karisa walked along side me. We had talked a bit more in the ride here and in the end, I really did think she was a nice person, enough so we even traded numbers and planned to meet up in the US when she was
around LA. I didn't think it was possible to become so close with someone in a matter of hours, but we seemed to have clicked. She stopped suddenly, before we reached the elevators, pulling me to a wall with her.
"Shit" she sighed heavily, whispering it.
"what--"
"My dads guards are there" she said, huffing silently.
"Oh yeah they're still looking for ya right?"
"Yes but I don't want to marry that guy and he can't make me" She said.
Huh?
"Ehhh?!" I said quietly, but loud enough for her to hear.
"I'll tell you more about it once we're out of their sight" she said.
"maybe theres some stairs we can take instead"
"I can't get up to my floor on those. Its too far up" she said, smiling a bit, but freight written all over the place. I felt bad for my new buddy.
"Well you can come with me to ours until they go away" I suggested. I think that would be a good idea at the time.
"Really? I'll leave as soon as I check they're gone"
"how many guards are there? 15? 20?"
"he has 150"
"EEHHH??!"
"SHHHHH!!!!"
"but---"
"Lets go now! they just moved out of the way!" She said and ran ahead of me. I catched up with her quickly, the door of the elevator opening as soon as we, making both of us gasp thinking it might be one of the guards, but instead it was a Business suited man coming out. We both slipped inside, just in time to not be seen by 3 of the guards who had just turned the corner. I hit the button for the 9th floor and the elevator went up, playing soothingly boring music. Once we reached the floor, we walked the short walk towards the rooms and I took out the card key for mine and sams. I was a bit nervous to find them inside, but when I opened the door, the room was dark, no one inside it. I turned on the lights and then turned to Karisa.
"Make yourself comfortable" I told her, closing the door behind me. She sighed in relief and sat on my bed, which was the nearest to the door. I felt funny at the moment, and I felt the urge to laugh as well. Seems like I became the hiding spot for famous and rich people in this place. I sat next to her.
"You hungry?" I joked. We had a big meal at 49.
"Naww but I'd love some Tea" she said, grabbing a pillow and putting it over her lap. I smiled. Omg she even liked tea as much as I did.
"I'll order us some tea then"
"Black tea?"
"you know it"
We both laughed. It was creepy how much we knew of eachother already. I ordered the Room service to bring us some of their best Black Tea with a large asortment of Treats and cookie and sandwiches. I didn't have to worry about the room service, the trip was said to be all expenses paid, and I would sue their asses if they said I had to pay. They brought it up for us and we enjoyed it while watching TV. Music Core was on, but it had just finished as soon as I turned on the TV. Karisa took sips from her tea while I changed the channel. I kept glancing at the clock. It was late. Really late. Almost 2am late. Why weren't they here yet? Something caught my eye suddenly as I flipped the channels, so I quickly changed it back. I stared in disbelief. It was my parents?!?!?!
"Last time we saw her, she was in her room and before we knew it she was gone" My father said, My mother beside him, with tears in her eyes. What the hell?
"can you tell us why you suspect she will be in Korea?"
I stared in disbelief, as if witnessing a car crash in slow motion. My heart was pounding in freight. The door of the room suddenly
opened, with My friends and Chansung walking in.
"Sahar!" they all said in Unison, rushing to me in the bed. I didn't care, I was in Huge trouble, and thats all that was going on in my head.
"Tails? whats wrong?"
"where were you?"
"we were so worried, we went to look for you"
"We're so glad you're alright"
I couldn't say anything. I couldn't talk. But I had to let them know that the trip is most definitely over if I'm caught.
"my....dad was on TV" I muttered out, or more like slurred out.
"What? what do you mean?"
"A man is looking for his daughter. He called the Korean authorities thinking she might be in this country" Karisa explained to them. I looked at Chansung.
"And they're looking for you. You need to go back to where you are and so do I" I told him. We all had to go back to where we came from. Chansung just stood there, he hadn't said anything. I couldn't look at him. I suddenly felt more nervous with him in the room. I could Tell that Karisa and him exchanged glances at one point, but neither said anything. Karisa then stood up from the bed.
"well, I think I should go now, alright Tails?" she said to me. I looked up see her at the door.
"Thanks for your help. I'm in the last floor, Just ask for me at the desk if you need me." she said, then she turned to Chansung.
"Taecyon Oppa is worried about you, he said he hopes you're fine."
"Don't open your mouth donsaeng" he told her. I glared at him.
"Don't talk to her like that, you" I said to him, surprising him a bit. He always gets surprised, what a loser. She just smiled at us.
"Don't worry I won't say anything. Not my business anyway" she said "but you should make yourself less obvious Chan" she added and then turned and left. I didn't get her statement so I ignored it, but when I turned to Chansung he looked nervous.
"whats wrong with you?"
"whats wrong with me?" He said, turning to me. "you know your friends were worried sick about you? Why were you so inconsiderate and just left?" he said, kinda angrily at me. I didn't feel like dealing with his bullshit, so I just turned and walked past him out the door. I wanted to go and get some air, with the bombshell of news, I couldn't wait for this trip to be over. Just 3 more days and I can go. Should I stay here or go back with my parents. Before I could continue walking, as I arrived at the elevators, I felt that same Yank on my arm. What the hell?
"what do you want?"
"you are really the most selfish person I've met" He said to me. Why was he getting himself so worked up?
"I don't get why YOU'RE the one thats angry. Thats for my friends to say and they didn't say anything."
"Well, I was worried about you too, you know"
"Why would you worry about me?" I said. I can't deny that my heart was pounding alot faster now, but I convinced myself that it wasn't the time for that and that it probably wasn't the same meaning as I thought.
"Theres alot of dangerous people in the streets at this hour, why wouldn't I worry?" He said. Oh please he sounded like a badly rehearsed drama again. The hall was empty, his voice echoing through it. He was being so loud, I hoped no one would come out and say anything about this little outburst of his. The dim lights were making me dizzy. Me and my weak immune system.
"You sound like a badly rehearsed drama" I told him, voicing my thoughts. He glared at me, a look I hadn't seen on his face ever, not even on the shows or in all the time we've been pretty much together. He walked towards me. What is he doing? My heart started pounding again, faster and faster by the second.
"W-What are you doing?" I said. I started backing away from him. He looked like he wanted to punch me.
"You want a badly rehearsed drama? I'll show you a badly rehearsed drama" he said.
And before I could do a thing about it, His arms wrapped around me, tightly and pulling me closely to him.
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NEXT CHAPTER ----->
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A/N My brain wants Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesseeeeeeee~~
And I made Karicha someones rich daughter because she wanted to be a bum roflmao *KILLEDDD*
AUTHOR: Hokuto-sama/A(R)
GENRE: CRACK! BUWAHAHAHA!
SUMMARY: None. Theres no actual Story yet =_= Dont grammar Nazi on me yos XDD
Previous Chapter
CH.7: R A G N A R O K (P A R T I)
"I don't think they'll find us in here"
Silent Night, Holy Night. All is Calm, all is bright.
I heard the sirens getting louder and nearer. I tried really hard not to panic this time. I'm so glad I had someone elses help, however, but as of now, something changed. It was cold and I was standing behind one of the many things, the Magic Castle, warmth in my hand. We had to get out of here.
xXx
I crashed into a lady as I turned the corner, hitting an elegant table as I rushed inside the bathroom. I don't know why I did it, but all I knew is that there was no way I wanted to go in there right now. My heart was pounding, my hands were sweaty. I still felt sick. Without a care on what to do, I entered the nearest stall, past the black and white bowl sinks and past the leather couch in the corner until I had closed the stall door behind me. I gasped for air a bit, and breathed heavily, leaning my hand on the door.
"Hey!" I heard behind me. I spun around quickly, in shock. Oh my god I just walked in when someone was inside.
"Oh my-- I'm so sor--"
"Shhhhhhh!" she told me. I quickly put a hand over my mouth, unaware on what to do.
"keep it down or they're gonna find us both" she told me. And almost like a prophecy meant to happen, I heard the bathroom door open.
"Tails! Tails!!!" I heard. It was HIS voice. My heart was beating. I put my hand over my mouth again. I had forgotten there was someone in the bathroom with me. The steps in the shiny floor, which was even shinier with the fancy Aristocratic lights in the ceiling and walls showed me that he was getting closer. He passed the stall. I closed my eyes for no reason, trying to find the reason why I was so scared to be found when in reality, I had no reason to be running away. I felt someone tap my shoulder. Had I already said I had forgotten there was someone in the same bathroom stall as me? She looked at me, her hair hanging down to her knees since she was sitting, or more like standing on the toilet lid, crouching really. She signaled me to stand in the toilet lid and crouch like she was and she stepped down. I heard his feet movement. Had he no shame that he even came in the WOMENS bathroom? What is the matter with the world if a guy walks in to a woman sanctuary! I did as she told me, I was desperate enough to trust a complete stranger. She stood where I was and soon we had traded places completely, in time to when he walked past the stall again and then out the door. I was stil trying to find the reason why his presence was scaring me.
"I think he's gone" she told me, peeking out the door. I sighed in horribe relief, standing up and peeking out as well.
"Yeah..." I said. I was a little embarrassed to drag a complete stranger into this.
"Sorry about that" I told her. She smiled at me. I noticed she was shorter than me, her voice a little deeper for the gentle structure of her face. She wore a knee length dress, like those you would see the debutantes wear. Her hair down and seemingly long, the same smile on her face as she spoke again.
"You were hiding too, had to give you a hand" she told me. She was hiding?
"Who are you hiding from?" I asked. I didn't want to be rude but I got caught up in the moment.
"I'm hiding from my dad. I don't want to have dinner with him or any of his business friends." She told me. She looked pretty mad as she said that. She seemed like a princess type at he moment. She smiled again at me, a little more like laughing.
"why were you hiding from that guy?" she asked me. I stiffened a bit.
"I....don't know..." I said. Honestly, I didn't really know what to say. He had been acting way too nice so I didn't know what to think at the moment. My stomach growled at that exact moment of thought. I blushed in embarrasment, noticing that I hadn't eaten anything for a while. She noticed my embarrasment, and laughed a bit.
"I'm Karisa" she told me, extending her hand to me. I took it and shook it.
"Sahar" I said to her. "how long have you been in here?" I asked her.
"I've been here for.....almost three hours I think"
"EH?! three hours?!" I said loudly, despite myself.
"yeah, my dad said he'd call the cops if I tried to run away. He's not the boss of me" she replied. So she wasn't a princess type. She's a rebellious type, I thought. I smiled. I hate princess type girls.
"I'm getting a bit hungry though, and from the sound of it, so are you" she told me, laughing a bit. I was more embarrassed this time.
My hunger is really that obvious.
"why don't you go and find something to eat?" I asked her, even though I myself was pretty hungry.
"because the guards are looking for me." she said. Oh god, what is with people running away from security personel or cops in this country? I smiled sympathetically at her. I knew exactly what she felt, almost.
"I feel ya" I tol her, placing a random hand on her shoulder. She seemed nice.
We stood there, in silence, trying to figure out what to do. I wanted to get out, but I at the same time, I knew if I did, I'd have to explain my sudden action, and I wasn't in my right state of mind to do so. About 20 minutes passed when she spoke again.
"Oh its time again." she said suddenly. I gave her a confused look.
"time for what?" I asked.
"Time to move positions again. They're gonna come and look in here soon." she said and grabbed her bag, which had been hanging on the doors hooks. She peeked a bit out the door to make sure there was no one I suppose.
"Coast is clear" she said, then turned to me.
"You wanna tag along?" she asked me. I nodded even though I didn't know what in the hell was going on. I stood up and followed her, as we both kind of tiptoed out of the bathroom. I peeked over to where I had been running, just to see and even longer line to the banquet hall. I didn't see anyone, so I figured the coast was clear. She quickly moved and started semi ducking as she walked quickly along the side walls, until we hit the corner. It was a long run, but I followed behind her, not knowing what to do withmyself and before I knew it, we were outside. I felt the chill of the outside hit my face, giving me a horrible deja vu, to then open my eyes and notice the hotel looked even more magical. It wasn't snowing anymore, but it was a winter wonderland, with people with long and fluffy coats waked along the side walk, kids with their parents, Lights all over the place. I coughed suddenly, realizing I didn't have a
coat on. I didn't want to get sick again, but I didn't want to go to the room right now, thinking that they must probably think that I'm there right now. My confusion took over me again, long enough for Karisa to return with two coats. She's nice, I thought again. Too nice.
"Here" she said, handing me a fluffy white one.
"Its cold, and your face says you were sick before" she added, putting hers on, as she started to walk. I put mine on as well.
"How did you know?" I asked. Do I look that sick?
"My moms a doctor, so I should know. She tells me the symptoms and physical descriptions all the time" she said. She turned around. I looked at her. Maybe she's a genius child, like those you hear about sometimes. Or a Psychic.
"You hungry? lets go eat something good?" she asked me, a black car pulling up infront of the streets side walk. I looked at her suspiciously. Should I go with this complete stranger, apart from the name of course, and risk my life? Or go back to the hotel room, have an awkward moment with my friends and.....Chansung? My heart started pounding again. I must have a heart problem, its been happening too much lately. My mind wondered before I moved my legs. I pick the stranger.
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I sat uncomfortably at the other side of the table. I felt horribly underdressed and definitely out of place as soon as the Luxurious European waiter brought our food. Caviar? Is that Caviar?! I looked in astonishment, and a bit of disbelief. I flew to the other side of the word to eat Steak? I looked around the place. Table 34, one of the most expensive restaurants in All of Korea, with dark shades of Black and beige, elegant, a cozy ambience and tasteful decor; the soft glowing lights, plush seating and carpet flooring. I secretly wanted to check my wallet to see how much it would cost, since I internally felt the bill going up everytime I breathed. Karisa sat at the opposite side of me, enjoying her steak and indigenous meat dish with a glass of Ginger tea, all in luxurious dinner ware. I didn't even notice the gold surrounding the knife and fork I grabbed. This is definitely an intimidating place.
"why do you look so scared?" she asked me, looking up as she cut a slice of her meat. I tried to do the same to show my otherwise noticeable nervousness.
"Its just.....this place feels like it will break when I move" I answered honestly. Oh man, at the moment, I wished I was back in the room at least. How did I get myself into this mess? Now I'm gonna owe some millionares daughter at least half of a million.
"Dont be scared yo, I said I'd treat you right?" she said, putting down her fork and knife, like she's done it a million times before. I smiled nervously and awkwardly
"Why don't we tell eachother about ourselves?" she suggested. I snuck a peak outside and caught a glimpse of Seoul city line. I was so far from home, I suddenly missed America. She noticed I didn't say anything.
"Ok, I'll start then. You already know my name. My father owns a small Yacht company in Florida. We're here for business to extend to the korean and asian markets."she said, then crossed her arms against the table, smiling a bit, after she had pushed the plates out of the way. "Now's your turn" she said. I looked a bit uncomfortably but started talking despite myself. Man, what did I get myself into?
"Well....You also already know my name. My parents are in America and I'm just here because I won a Contest on a Korean TV Channel" I told her, which was the truth. She didn't seem satisfied. But she smiled anyway. I didn't know what she expect I tell her.
"So...you aren't here for Hwan Chansung?" she said.
My heart skipped another beat.
"W-What makes you think I would?" I said nervously. How did she know?!
"because any person with two eyes can see through that face mask of his when he was in the bathroom." she added as if answering my question. She's too smart. Or Maybe she IS psychich. How did she know I wanted to know how she knew?!?! My head felt dizzy.
"Don't worry about it. I don't think anyone else knows its him" she added.
"how did you know it was him though? no one else said anything" I asked curiously.
"because I have powers" she answered, then started laughing when I gave her a seriously freaked out look. I thought she was serious.
"You don't want anyone to know he's there?" she asked me. I didn't know what to answer but I couldn't deny the fact that I didn't want him to get caught. I shook my head. For a secod, I felt the only reason she helped me was because she wanted to get close to Chansung. I felt a bit sad thinking he had to face that all the time.
"I told you, I'm not gonna say anything about him being with you" she added, a waiter bringing some more tea and some Madelines and other french-ish cookies. I took one and bit it, I was a bit more comfortable around her, but that cookie was enough to calm me down. Everything after that was a blur. She told me of her life, her story, her family, her interests. I felt like I had known her for years.
We clicked right away. She liked alot of things I liked, and she enjoyed doing somethings I did as well. After not long, I realized two hours had passed. Suddenly the whole world stopped when she asked me what I feared a bit, but strangely, I felt like I could tell her.
"How did you end up meeting Hwang Chansung of all people though? I mean....he's a star here" she said. I took a sip.
"I saved his ass in a train station..." I said. It was the truth. remembering that made me mad though. She laughed.
"and thats why he's with you?" she said. I blanked out. With me?
"what do you mean?" I asked in curiosity. I didn't understand her statement. "you mean why he's hanging around with me?"
"No I mean with you. Guy looks like he likes you, y'know"
The room got hot and stuffy, and I felt a pang in my stomach.
"I haven't even known the guy for more than three days. Thats impossible"
"you like him too don't you?" she said, Ignoring my answer.
"No, I don't" I said, trying to remain calm. Where was she going about this? Was she really just curious about me because of him? She laughed again. I got a bit mad. I'm not her entertainment, but something in me was odd. I felt a little nervous and I suddenly remembered the reason why I had ran like that. It was the mistletoe, and the thought that I would have to either kiss him, or see him kiss someone else. I was torn.
"well you can say that but....what girl wouldn't like that gorgeousness of a guy?" she added laughing again. She was right. I couldn't help but notice him. He was definitely good looking, gorgeous, manly. I couldn't help liking him. But its just star struck stage.
"He's just a star, they're meant to be seen" I said. That was logical. It really was.
"But his face looked different from when I've seen him on TV. He looked normal to me"
"that doesn't mean anything though. Guy is a normal guy" I added. Why was I so nervous?
"You're the only one I've heard say that after meeting him" she added. Huh?
"You know him?" I asked again despite myself.
"Sure, you can say that" she replied. "Met him some time ago, with some friends for a party we had. He never looked the way he did today"
My heart started thumping again.
"That still doesn't mean anything. He doesn't know me well enough to like me" I answered her. As much as that hurt to be said, logic always plays the notes of truth.
"Thats true." she said, finally agreeing with me. "But love at first sight--"
"Will you please stop saying these things?" I cut her off. I didn't get what she was doing, it made no sense to make these random assumptions. She smiled.
"Don't get so worked up, I was just teasing you" she said. I sighed. Why do people enjoy playing with my head?
"Anyway, I thought you'd be flattered to hear that" she told me, still smiling. I didn't respond and we sat there awkwardly. I was a bit curious as to know if she knew the other members of 2PM. Not because I wanted to ask her for anything in specific, but to ask her if she knew if they were looking for Chansung at the moment, since he just came along with us so naturally.
"They're looking for him" she said, as if reading my mind. As if? She's definitely psychic.
"They are?" I asked. You know in moments of extreme freight or nervousness, you just feel a hole inside your stomach? Thats what I felt as soon as she said that.
"Yeah, my dad said they're looking for him, and a friends brother is a trainee of JYP. Said they're searching for him too"
"Have they already checked here?"
"I think they did, but they found nothing"
I blanked out. How is that even possible?
She sighed happily.
"Well I'm full now, Its getting late, shall we go back to the hotel?" she said, signaling the waiter for the bill. I didn't respond. They really are looking for him. What if they accuse us of kidnap because of him? I felt both anger and freight at the moment. Anger that he was gonna cost us trouble, maybe even convicting trouble, but freight because I didn't know what they would do to him. I was scared of what they might do to him mostly. I didn't want to worry about him but I didn't want something like this to haunt him.
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We got back to the hotel and went through the front door. The conversation from earlier was still eating my brain but I managed to get my legs to work. It had started to snow this time, so I put the hood of the borrowed white sweater on. We walked through the doors, the heated building automatically warming up my body. Karisa walked along side me. We had talked a bit more in the ride here and in the end, I really did think she was a nice person, enough so we even traded numbers and planned to meet up in the US when she was
around LA. I didn't think it was possible to become so close with someone in a matter of hours, but we seemed to have clicked. She stopped suddenly, before we reached the elevators, pulling me to a wall with her.
"Shit" she sighed heavily, whispering it.
"what--"
"My dads guards are there" she said, huffing silently.
"Oh yeah they're still looking for ya right?"
"Yes but I don't want to marry that guy and he can't make me" She said.
Huh?
"Ehhh?!" I said quietly, but loud enough for her to hear.
"I'll tell you more about it once we're out of their sight" she said.
"maybe theres some stairs we can take instead"
"I can't get up to my floor on those. Its too far up" she said, smiling a bit, but freight written all over the place. I felt bad for my new buddy.
"Well you can come with me to ours until they go away" I suggested. I think that would be a good idea at the time.
"Really? I'll leave as soon as I check they're gone"
"how many guards are there? 15? 20?"
"he has 150"
"EEHHH??!"
"SHHHHH!!!!"
"but---"
"Lets go now! they just moved out of the way!" She said and ran ahead of me. I catched up with her quickly, the door of the elevator opening as soon as we, making both of us gasp thinking it might be one of the guards, but instead it was a Business suited man coming out. We both slipped inside, just in time to not be seen by 3 of the guards who had just turned the corner. I hit the button for the 9th floor and the elevator went up, playing soothingly boring music. Once we reached the floor, we walked the short walk towards the rooms and I took out the card key for mine and sams. I was a bit nervous to find them inside, but when I opened the door, the room was dark, no one inside it. I turned on the lights and then turned to Karisa.
"Make yourself comfortable" I told her, closing the door behind me. She sighed in relief and sat on my bed, which was the nearest to the door. I felt funny at the moment, and I felt the urge to laugh as well. Seems like I became the hiding spot for famous and rich people in this place. I sat next to her.
"You hungry?" I joked. We had a big meal at 49.
"Naww but I'd love some Tea" she said, grabbing a pillow and putting it over her lap. I smiled. Omg she even liked tea as much as I did.
"I'll order us some tea then"
"Black tea?"
"you know it"
We both laughed. It was creepy how much we knew of eachother already. I ordered the Room service to bring us some of their best Black Tea with a large asortment of Treats and cookie and sandwiches. I didn't have to worry about the room service, the trip was said to be all expenses paid, and I would sue their asses if they said I had to pay. They brought it up for us and we enjoyed it while watching TV. Music Core was on, but it had just finished as soon as I turned on the TV. Karisa took sips from her tea while I changed the channel. I kept glancing at the clock. It was late. Really late. Almost 2am late. Why weren't they here yet? Something caught my eye suddenly as I flipped the channels, so I quickly changed it back. I stared in disbelief. It was my parents?!?!?!
"Last time we saw her, she was in her room and before we knew it she was gone" My father said, My mother beside him, with tears in her eyes. What the hell?
"can you tell us why you suspect she will be in Korea?"
I stared in disbelief, as if witnessing a car crash in slow motion. My heart was pounding in freight. The door of the room suddenly
opened, with My friends and Chansung walking in.
"Sahar!" they all said in Unison, rushing to me in the bed. I didn't care, I was in Huge trouble, and thats all that was going on in my head.
"Tails? whats wrong?"
"where were you?"
"we were so worried, we went to look for you"
"We're so glad you're alright"
I couldn't say anything. I couldn't talk. But I had to let them know that the trip is most definitely over if I'm caught.
"my....dad was on TV" I muttered out, or more like slurred out.
"What? what do you mean?"
"A man is looking for his daughter. He called the Korean authorities thinking she might be in this country" Karisa explained to them. I looked at Chansung.
"And they're looking for you. You need to go back to where you are and so do I" I told him. We all had to go back to where we came from. Chansung just stood there, he hadn't said anything. I couldn't look at him. I suddenly felt more nervous with him in the room. I could Tell that Karisa and him exchanged glances at one point, but neither said anything. Karisa then stood up from the bed.
"well, I think I should go now, alright Tails?" she said to me. I looked up see her at the door.
"Thanks for your help. I'm in the last floor, Just ask for me at the desk if you need me." she said, then she turned to Chansung.
"Taecyon Oppa is worried about you, he said he hopes you're fine."
"Don't open your mouth donsaeng" he told her. I glared at him.
"Don't talk to her like that, you" I said to him, surprising him a bit. He always gets surprised, what a loser. She just smiled at us.
"Don't worry I won't say anything. Not my business anyway" she said "but you should make yourself less obvious Chan" she added and then turned and left. I didn't get her statement so I ignored it, but when I turned to Chansung he looked nervous.
"whats wrong with you?"
"whats wrong with me?" He said, turning to me. "you know your friends were worried sick about you? Why were you so inconsiderate and just left?" he said, kinda angrily at me. I didn't feel like dealing with his bullshit, so I just turned and walked past him out the door. I wanted to go and get some air, with the bombshell of news, I couldn't wait for this trip to be over. Just 3 more days and I can go. Should I stay here or go back with my parents. Before I could continue walking, as I arrived at the elevators, I felt that same Yank on my arm. What the hell?
"what do you want?"
"you are really the most selfish person I've met" He said to me. Why was he getting himself so worked up?
"I don't get why YOU'RE the one thats angry. Thats for my friends to say and they didn't say anything."
"Well, I was worried about you too, you know"
"Why would you worry about me?" I said. I can't deny that my heart was pounding alot faster now, but I convinced myself that it wasn't the time for that and that it probably wasn't the same meaning as I thought.
"Theres alot of dangerous people in the streets at this hour, why wouldn't I worry?" He said. Oh please he sounded like a badly rehearsed drama again. The hall was empty, his voice echoing through it. He was being so loud, I hoped no one would come out and say anything about this little outburst of his. The dim lights were making me dizzy. Me and my weak immune system.
"You sound like a badly rehearsed drama" I told him, voicing my thoughts. He glared at me, a look I hadn't seen on his face ever, not even on the shows or in all the time we've been pretty much together. He walked towards me. What is he doing? My heart started pounding again, faster and faster by the second.
"W-What are you doing?" I said. I started backing away from him. He looked like he wanted to punch me.
"You want a badly rehearsed drama? I'll show you a badly rehearsed drama" he said.
And before I could do a thing about it, His arms wrapped around me, tightly and pulling me closely to him.
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A/N My brain wants Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesseeeeeeee~~
And I made Karicha someones rich daughter because she wanted to be a bum roflmao *KILLEDDD*