We're Not Friends (annyeongz version)

Girls Night In

"Finally, I can take your guy's The Notebook virginity!" Liz said, bouncing into her kitchen.

"Are you alright?" Wonyoung asked. She never thought that the blonde headed girl would be taking any form of her virginity.

Gross.

The hot nerd has been acting super weird lately. She doesn't bounce – she glides with eerie elegance – but now she seems like she's hiding more than usual (which is a scary thought in itself).

"I'm perfectly fine," the girl beamed, she had plans. Big plans.

Wonyoung and Yujin exchanged a worried glance, "You guys go sit and I'll be right there." She wanted to make sure she wasn't in the middle of them. She grabbed chips and six cans of coke before entering the living room, quickly analyzing what she had to work with.

The badass had her arm on the back of the couch and Wonyoung was sitting with her arms and legs crossed. Posture says a lot. They were sitting at least 3 feet away from each other.

She could work with that.

"Scoot over, Won." Liz said, forcing her to move closer to Yujin— who didn't have enough time to move her arm. Now she had to stay like that till Wonyoung moved.

Awesome.

"Alright, let's see what everyone's yapping about." The head cheerleader huffed, pressing play.

[•••]

Three fourths of the way through, the girls were practically bawling. If someone from school walked in they'd be in for the shock of their lives.

Badass Yujin, bitchy Wonyoung, and cool– calm and collect Liz crying like pre teen girls that couldn't see the new rated- R movie? As if... but apparently anything is possible.

"W-why did you make us watch this, Liz?" Yujin whimpered through her tears. Yeah she was badass but badasses can cry too y'know?

"This shit is depressing..." Wonyoung mumbled, trying not to let the tear spill over the eyelid. It wasn't a tear if it didn't spill over the eyelid.

"I-it's a right of p-passage," Liz insisted. Suddenly her phone rang and she paused the movie. Her plan was in motion.

"Mom?" Yujin and Wonyoung exchanged a curious glance as they eavesdropped.

"Yeah... okay sure. I'll be right there." Then she hung up.

"Uhh... isn't your mom upstairs?" Yujin asked.

"Yeah but she doesn't like to strain her voice. Watch it without me I'm sure I won't take long..."

And then there were two.

They were both very aware of the others presence and how they were alone. In a room. On a couch.

"So... do you wanna keep going?" Wonyoung suggested, her body temperature rising as her nerves started to get at her.

"Y-yeah, sure." The brunette pressed play and the movie resumed, except now she wasn't focusing on the film. She was focusing on how their bare legs were barely touching and how close the other girl was.

[•••]

"Liz, why did you want me to call your cell phone?" Mrs. Kim questioned as her daughter walked in the room.

"I'm just helping my friends out."

"How is you leaving the room helping Yujin and Wonyoung? Didn't you tell me that they hated each other?

"Well, I mean... yeah they DID hate each other- but now they're in love, I know it! Buttt... They just don't know it yet."

Jiyeon rolled her eyes. Sometimes she thought her daughter was out of her mind...