Stay With Me

Chapter 11

Baekhyun and I sat back on the swings and stayed silent. Baekhyun was lightly tapping the chain of the swing with the tip of his finger. I rubbed my legs nervously. I wanted to get back together with Baekhyun but I can't think of getting out of the insults and the rants about me being a gold digger. I thought about something to say.

"The other members..." I mumbled. He stopped tapping the chain and looked at me.

"Why are you worried about them?" He asked. I shook my head and sighed.

"I feel like them being so protective is because they don't like me. I can't imagine dating you happily if the members hate me,"

"I don't think they hate you," He said quietly.

"Then why did they make us break up?"

"I d-don't know," I ran my fingers through my hair.

"That's what I thought,"

"Okay, but I don't care about what they think. Or what they want."

"I think you should." I suggested.

"Mel, I love you but I am starting not to care what you think either," He laughed. I smiled at that.

"I am just saying. I feel like they are a big part of it,"

"I think you and I should't care what they think," He said.

"Baekhyun it's getting late," I started. He groaned. I reached over and rubbed his hand.

"Why do you have to go?"

"The real question is why are you still here?" I laughed while standing up.

"Because you are here."

"Stop being cheesy," I said. He walked in front of me and fixed the collar of his jacket. Then I rested my hands on his chest. "You will be fine,"

"Kiss?" He asked.

"Nope, I am saving these for my boyfriend," I pointed to my lips. He shut his eyes, looked up and groaned at the sky.

"Why do you have to be so beautiful?" I laughed before grabbing my phone and putting it in my pocket. "Answer me," He said.

"No," I giggled. I began to walk to the van that sat waiting for him. He followed me with light footsteps. I opened the door for him and he hesitated to get in. "Get in," I said impatiently. He just stood there with a question in his brown eyes. "Baekhyun, get in the car," I said. I rolled my eyes and sighed when he wouldn't budge. The driver seemed impatient just like me. Baekhyun didn't move a muscle. I sighed again and walked over to him. I reached up and brushed a strand of hair away from his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't like leaving you,"

"I have a family," I laughed. I quit laughing when his expression grew serious.

"Meliana,"

"Baekhyun, I will be fine. You will be fine. I-"

"Stop promising stuff. All you do is break them." I felt my mouth form an 'O'. He looked upset. I looked away and bit my lip until it was raw.

"I can't remember breaking any promises." I said quietly.

"Really? Because I remember at the hospital, you promised me that I would be fine without you. But was I? No! I was a wreck. I couldn't eat or sleep and Suho deleted your number from my phone so I couldn't even call you. I missed you so much. I can't leave you right now," He said. I just looked at the park behind him.

"I know. I am sorry Baekhyun. I can't handle that much hate. From everyone. Baekhyun, I still receive hate messages from sasaengs. I still get hateful glares. I still...." I trailed off when I had an idea. "Baekhyun," I said. He looked at me with eyes full of hope.