My Life With BIGBANG

Chapter 9: Indirect Confession

Monday morning came, I was feeling a little lazy that I didn't get up just yet.

'five more minutes' I mumbled to myself.

I had my day-off yesterday and all I did was watch TV, read books, browse the internet, talk to my family, sleep, eat, clean the apartment, do some chores, well, the usual things.

But I wanted one more day off.

Then I remembered that I resigned from my third job and I have to find a new one.

So, I eventually got up and went in for a shower.

While I was in the bathroom, I heard my phone ringing.

I stepped out and looked at it and saw Seungri's name.

I ignored it and went on with my business.

As I was about to wrap myself with my towel, I heard a knock on my door.

"Who is it?" I asked.

But no one answered and kept knocking.

"Hold your horses, I'm coming!" I shouted.

I grabbed my robe and wore it and hurriedly opened the door.

"what is it...." but as I opened the door, no one was there.

I was about to close the door when suddenly a bouquet of roses popped out from both sides.

"what the..." I mumbled.

"SURPRISE!" they shouted and jumped out of nowhere.

I saw Seungri and Daesung;

Youngbae and TOP popped their head out while holding the bouquet of roses.

I was really surprised.

"what's going on here..?" I asked them.

"well, we're here to apologize and hang out with you!" Seungri said enthusiastically.

"wh..what..? wasn't I clear -"

"Aren't you going to let us in, Lizzie?" TOP interrupted.

"well, I...don't..."

"don't worry about your work, we already took care of it." Youngbae said.

I let out a sigh and said "not again..."

they all chuckled.

"by the way, Lizzie. don't you want to change first?" Daesung said.

I blushed and nodded and sheepishly smiled at them.

"make yourself comfortable then." I said as I opened the door for them and ran towards my room.

Damn it. What are they thinking?! I was serious when I said I don't want to get involved with them, why can't they understand that?! That reminds me, I didn't see jiyong. Where is he? Well, whatever, I'm kinda glad he wasn't here.

I was already talking to myself as I picked out clothes to wear.

I picked out something casual, my ordinary clothes: jeans, black shirt, my sneakers, and my favorite yellow beanie.

I don't want to dress to impress them or something.

I even put a very light make up on and had my hair down.