𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 - 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆

十六

Taeyong pov

When I arrive to my class, the teacher has already began his teaching.
I knock hardly on the door before opening it.
«Excuse me sir, I'm late, I wasn't feeling well. I'm sorry.»

The teacher sighs before letting me in, telling me to hurry up.
I sit next to Johnny and take my notebook out of my bag.

«Where were you? Why are you late?»
Johnny asks, whispering without getting his eyes off of the board.

I stay silence for probably two minutes, deep in my thoughts.

Should I tell Johnny about what happened with Mr. Ten?
Fuck it.
I take a little piece of paper for writing on it, I know i absolutely can't say that out loud.

I summarize in few sentences what happened before sliding the paper under the notebook of Johnny, hoping to not get caught by the teacher.
As he reads his eyes open wide and his jaw drops.

«What the fuck Tae'!»
Johnny whispers-screams, making the row of students in front of us looking at us.

«Shut the fuck up.»
I whispers as I put my hand on his mouth, forcing him to shut up.

«We're skipping the next classes of this morning Tae'. We really need to talk.»
Johnny says. It looks more like an order than a proposition.
I look at his face and try to read his facial expression, he doesn't look angry or disappointed.
He looks more like worried.

I spent all the rest of the class deep in
my thoughts, my notebook's page still blank.
Johnny grabs my arms to make me hurry to get out of the room as soon as the school's bell rings.

«Where are we going John'?»
I ask as he's dragging me toward the parking.

«My place. My parents not here, it's closer than your place.»
Johnny answers.

I never been to Johnny's place before. He doesn't talk a lot about his family.
I know he has a younger brother named Mark. I know that his parents are still deeply in love and they work a lot too. But that's all I know.

«We're here.»
He says, parking the car in the drive of a big yellow house.

«Your house is nice John'.»
I say, my eyes focused on the warm yellow color.

«Maybe not as luxurious as yours but big enough for us.»
Johnny unlocks the door and I follow him inside. We take off our shoes and go upstairs.

«This is my room.»
The walls of the room are painted in a sweet pale blue. His walls are covered with posters and pictures.
I look closer at the pictures.
There's this girl with him in almost every picture. She has long hair with a bang, tall with a pretty face.

«Who's this girl?»
I ask him, curious. He had never talked about her before.

«This was Lisa, she was my best friend since we were like 4, we were neighbors when we met.»
He stops to take a deep and loud breath.
«She died two years ago. A lung cancer. I was devastated.
I miss her.»
His voice cracks at the end of his sentence and he closes his eyes.

I put my arms around him, pulling him into a hug.
«Do you want to cuddle a bit?»
I ask softly to cheer him up as I put a lock of his hair behind his ear.

He nods his head and we lie down without breaking our hug.
His feet are warm and make my cold skin shiver.

Johnny suddenly breaks the silence of the room.
«Now you're going to tell me everything that happened with Mr. Ten.»