Chapter 49 [Part 2] - Confession

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"Mark you have a phone call!" I said but he must have left the dorm because he didn't respond and wherever you are, if you're in the dorm, you can hear everything. Because it seemed like it was important, before looking at the caller, I picked it up. "Hello-"

"You finally answer my phone call huh you jerk. Listen I've been thinking about what you said about that girl but I completely can't understand. What does she have that I lack? You used to like me at some point but why can't that be now? I really don't understand you Mark. How can she be better than me? How can you see her better than me? I have money, beauty, things that other girls lack but why is it her? Does she have some secret that I don't know of? I don't know what makes you like her so much but I'm going to crush her. I'm going to make you regret that you didn't side with me." 

Then the voice hung up before I could say anything. The voice belonged to Irene. Mark had definitely been avoiding her but who was she talking about I didn't know. Just then the dorm door opened. I put the phone down and went up to the front finding Mark with a couple bags.

"I want you to open my gifts right now." He said. I took the biggest box and opened its lid. Inside there was a red iPad that was an limited edition. It was rumored to be made especially for composers and composers only. I took it out and saw in the back there was a small engraving.

[For my one and only melody. Happy birthday. -MT]

"Melody?" I read.

"Cause you're last name is Song. You can't have a song without a melody and rhythm. I'm a rapper and I need a melody. Speaking of song," He said and picked up another box and handed it to me. I opened it and found a black hat with blue linings that had a metal piece on the front with the letters S, O, N, and G carved out. Just like Jackson's hat that says 'Wang' on it. "Jackson helped me get it customized." Finally there was another box. The last one. I opened it and found a black sweater and a matching jersey shirt that had the number 7 and Hyerim on the back. "Like it?"

"You must have spent a fortune on me." I said almost tearing up. I looked at him. "Thank you Mark. I love them." Just then he hugged me.

"Not as much as I love your gifts to me." He said. He pulled away but kept his hands on my shoulder. "Come on, let's go get your dress." I looked at him confused but before I knew it, I was out of the dorm dragged by Mark.

"Oppa, where are we going?" I said but he kept going. We got to the garage where his manager was waiting with a normal car.

"Hurry Mark, you're kind of behind schedule." His manager said and we got into the car immediately. Before I knew it, we were at a fancy dress shop. I couldn't ask about it because Mark had already pulled me out of the car. Inside there were many workers waiting for us.

"Please get her dressed up the way we planned." Mark said to the workers.

"What's going on Mark oppa?" I said.

"You'll see." He said. The workers helped me into a dressing room. They showed me a strapless red dress that had a high-low cut with some sparkling jewels on them. They gave me black strapped heels, curled my hair, put on light makeup, and packed my original clothes into a bag. I looked into the mirror. It was just the dress I've been telling Mark that I wanted. I just kept looking like I couldn't believe what was going on. Then I saw Mark come in from the back of the room. He was wearing a black and white tux with a red bowtie. "Do you like it?"

"The dress or you in a tux?" I asked letting out a laugh. He twirled in place and looked at himself. "You look amazing." Then I looked back at the mirror. "How did you find a dress exactly like I wanted?"

"Your last birthday gift. I asked them to make it personally." He said. Then he offered me his arm. "Come on princess, you're going to be late." I took his arm and headed over to the car again. His manager was driving us somewhere but I didn't bother asking where we were going. The mood was too good for me to spoil it. I opened the clutch they gave me and pulled out my phone.

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