Falling in love with a Frat boy [4/4] - Following chapters will be under a new name.
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Chapter Four: Clutch
Jonghyun POV
And he left, quickly out the door. Did he really hate me? Nobody has ever turned me down the way he did. Nobody could make me feel this way, like a knot tightening every time I saw him with him. It was suffocating to see him happy with someone other than me, with someone that I am close to; Onew. While going through my options of what I could do to win him back Taemin appeared. His long auburn hair nestling against my lap, he smiled and traced my face. He was looking for me to look at him too but I was too tired. Taemin was a very needy kid, once he likes something to stays attached to it. It was good in ways, but now it seemed like a waste of energy since I didn’t like him the way I used to.
I sat up and reached into my pocket, the ringing of my cellphone interrupted my thinking,” Yobesoyo?” there wasn’t an answer but there was faint talking. I listened closely when Taemin sat up,” Who is it?” I shushed him and he got offended, pushing himself up and leaving, but he turned hallway to see if I was looking; I wasn’t. I took the phone off my ear and looked at the name before placing it back to its spot. It was Onew, I could hear better now. There was quiet laughing and it was silenced with a question.
” Do you . . . like our fraternity?”
“It’s nothing I ever thought of before, nothing I really wanted, but I’m here right?”
“Is it because you lost your virginity to Jonghyun?”
“I still have it.”
“But, didn’t h-he . . .?”
“No, and he never will. As long as I’m alive I will make sure there is a distance between us. I never, ever, want to be with someone like him. Ever.”
“O-oh, well okay then.”
“Why did you ask?”
“Because I was pretty sure I didn’t have a chance . . . with you. Kibum, would you ever, want to date me?”
“Yes . . . and I wou-“
I pressed the cancel button and ran upstairs. My breaths were hinged into my lungs and wouldn’t come out, I fell on the floor gripping the bed sheets. I threw the electronic on the floor, watching as it cracked and fell apart, piece by piece; just like my heart. It ached, like hell just took over, killing every inch of air I had left.