My Life With BIGBANG

Chapter 7: Confession

The usual thing happened on my second job. 

Busy as ever.

I had this unusual smiling face despite the crowded night at the restaurant. 

Maybe because I got to spend some time with Taeyang.

"Hey, Liz. You're unusually in a good mood. Did something happen?" my co-worker asked.

"You can say that," I said with a smiling face.

I started to walk out of the restaurant that I was working for.

"Bye, Lizzie." my co-worker said.

"Bye! See you on Saturday!"

As I turned around, I saw Taeyang leaning on his car; his hands in his pocket, listening to some music.

Then I thought, was he waiting for me or something.

I went up to him and tapped him on his shoulder. He took off his earphone and flashed his smile at me.

"What are you still doing here?" I asked him

"Waiting for you."

"Why?"

"I'm taking this opportunity of being alone with you. No Seungri, no Daesung, no TOP and especially no Jiyong," he said.

I looked at him in a puzzled-look, then shrugged and smiled.

"I'm a very busy person, Youngbae."

"Then let me take you to your work then." he offered.

So he drove me to work which was just a kilometer away from the restaurant.

"Ah, I see you're working in a club."

"Yeah, I'm a part-time bartender and waitress here."

"I see."

We went inside and the club was as usual full.

"I need to go and work now. See you later." I shouted.

"Wait!" he said and grabbed my arm. I turned around

"What?" I asked.

"You said you're a waitress, do you have to wear those clothes?" he asked as he pointed out my co-worker who was wearing a mini dress.

"Oh, no! I told my boss that I'm not comfortable wearing them. So I have his permission to wear pants." pants... a skinny one too. I thought.

"Oh, OK then." he let go of my hand and he sat down at the nearest table.

So I went on with my business.

I couldn't concentrate on my work knowing that Taeyang was there. 

I keep stealing glances from time to time and he caught me looking at him and he beckoned me to him. 

I walked towards him.

"Can I get you anything?" I asked.

"A glass of red wine, please." he said.

I noticed that this was his first alcoholic drink.

"Red wine? Got tired of drinking 4 seasons?" I asked.

He nodded and smiled sweetly. 

So I went to get his order.

On my way back to his table, a drunk guy beckoned me and I gestured him to wait.