Hello everyone! I'm sorry that I haven't updated, I'm watching "Boys Over Flowers" (I recommend this with all of my heart.) Do I feel guilty? Not one bit. Also, I am sorry, but this will be a shorter chapter because I want to rewrite a section of my first "real" novel before I submit it to try and get it published. However, today was the last day of school, so I will be updating more! I love you all and wish you well! -Tara
I turn around and see Ha Na, her eyes wide from what just happened.
"Did you hear all of that?" I ask.
"It was hard not to, I mean, you were kind of yelling..." she admits.
I groan, rubbing at my temples, "well, I am going to bed. Our flight leaves at nine tomorrow," I remind her. She nods as I head to my room.
I should call Chanyeol, I say to myself.
I pick up my phone and dial his number-no answer. I send him a text, telling him to call me when he can, and get ready for bed. After checking my phone once more with no response, I decide he's sleeping, and fall into sleep myself.
The next morning, I wake up late and rush to get packed. I throw everything back into my suitcase and Ha Na and I rush out of the hotel. We make it on the plane just in time, and I sleep all the way home. We get back to the airport, and Ha Na waves goodbye as her cab drives away. I look around the airport for Chanyeol, but I can't fine him.
He knew I was coming back today, right?
After an hour, I decide to call a taxi of my own and head home. The apartment is dark, and uninhabited as I walk in--I shiver.
Chanyeol must be at practice, I reason.
I throw my suitcase in the bedroom, not bothering to unpack it, and get dressed in leggings and a crew neck sweater. I go down on the couch, a cup of tea in hand, turning on the Tv to find something to watch.
Time passes, and the outside becomes dark. My eyes flutter open and closed until I hear the door shut. I bolt awake, jumping to greet my husband.
I run into his arms, hugging him as tightly as I can, "Chanyeol, I've missed you so much!"
His arms wrap limply around me and I frown, not hearing a word come out of his mouth. I pull away to read his expressions--his eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed.
"Chanyeol is everything okay?' I ask.
He looks down at me, taking my arms off of him, "everything is fine," he says blankly.
He begins to walk away, but I grab his hand, "Chanyeol, you can't act like this and then say that"
His head turns to me, a single tear falling down his cheek.
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Understanding Simple (Chanyeol X Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) was mistaken as a makeup artist for EXO at one of their concerts. She has caught Chanyeol's attention but with all of the secrets and her dark past, will she be able to love him back?
