Bullies with benefits - Chaelisa (converted)

PART 42 [M]

I'm drumming my fingers on the steering wheel of my car, waiting for Chaeyoung as I sigh and sink back lower, trying not to think about her interview with the school newspaper. It's nothing, it shouldn't be anything; Chaeyoung never said she likes me anyways.

Sure, we have a strong attraction towards each other but it never got really deep. Oh who am I kidding? Chaeyoung's just in denial. 

I press the button to sync my phone to the car, and ironically, Roar comes into the playlist and I find myself pumping my fist to the beat when I'm shocked to see Chaeyoung staring at me through the window of the passenger seat, obviously amused with a phone in hand. She opens the door and climbs in, my jaw still down.

"Did you just video me?" I ask, flabbergasted. 

She shrugs her shoulders and throws her bag in the back seat, leaning in to kiss me on the cheek as I blush and stare at her wide-eyed. "Uhm and what is that for?" I continue to ask questions, my mind blank. That has never happened. 

Chaeyoung shrugs her shoulders yet again and straps her seatbelt in. "Just because you're cute." She drawls, clucking her tongue before scrunching her face up. "Oh gross, Joy's right. I am a sap." She huffs and the mention of her name upsets me gravely. I roll my eyes and turn on the engine.

  "Are you okay?" Chaeyoung asks as I peel out of the parking lot. Subtly, I nod my head. 

She doesn't buy it though. "You don't seem okay." 

I sigh and beep at a car passing way too close to me. 

"Well you know, today at practice was fun." She cheers, licking her dry lips as I continue to nod my head. She tilts hers to the side. "Did I do something wrong? I thought you were okay with me being that way on school grounds—" she mumbles lowly, almost scared to hear my reply. 

I chew on my lower lip and sigh. "No, it's nothing Chaeyoung, I'm just concentrated on the road." That was totally a lie, the past few days with Chaeyoung inside my car, we'd be belting out rock music or sob to sad ones, even go sing to some Spice Girls. But now it's different, it was so quiet. 

And Chaeyoung knows that. "Funny thing—The newspaper crew interviewed me today and—" 

I sigh when I take a turn, passing by Sungjin's house. "I know, I overheard you, Chaeyoung." In the corner of my eye, I see her cringe, probably because I'm using her full name. She told me she liked Chaeng much better days ago. 

She slumps her shoulders down and hums. "So that's why you're mad at me—Look, Lis—Joy and I aren't a thing. She's just a friend, I promise you."

She reasons out, only 5 houses to her own home. 

I side-eye her and pout. "But you have a crush on her—" I whine, nibbling on my lower lip and cursing at myself. I have no right to tell her this. 

Chaeyoung's jaw drops and her eyes sparkle in realization of something. "Oh shit!" she exclaims, smacking her head. "So that's why Sooyoung's been teasing me about it—" she rants on, leaving me confused as I turn to park by her house's stone steps. "Lis, that's not true—me having a crush on Sooyoung, that was a lie and it just came out of my mouth." 

"Wait, you lied to me?" I ask, sad. 

Her eyes widen. "This was before we made up." She rambles, leaning over to hold my hand. "Like—when I was still a big bitch to you, I'm sorry, it never crossed my mind but I never had a crush on her." 

Quirking my eyebrows up at her pleading face, I couldn't help but a laugh a bit. "So what? It was never real?" 

She sticks her tongue out and shakes her head.