I Love You, But I Lied - Mark Tuan and Got7 Fanfic

Part 17

"What is it?" Vic asks, just coming in the room. 

"Shit!" I sit on the bed. Vic takes the phone and his expression is nothing different to mine. 

"Jess, can we talk? At least let's clear things out before I go. I'm in front of your apartment building. - Lei." The message read. 

"Double Shit!" He says, sitting beside me. "What are you gonna do?"

"Should I?" Half of me wants to hear what he has to say...maybe wants to see him again. The other half is telling me not to....what if Mark sees us? 

"Your call," Vic says, handing me back the phone. "Maybe you should. He's leaving anyway."

"It won't hurt, would it?"

"Nah! As long as you don't get caught." 

"Besie..."

"What? I know you want to see him. Go!"

With that, I grab a jacket and run to the elevator before anyone from the apartment across mine sees me. 

I text him back, 'Can we meet somewhere else?' I stayed at the lobby to wait for his answer. He gives me an address of a hotel and a room number. As soon as I get out of the building, I hail a taxi. 

Is this right? I'm still not sure why I'm doing this. But I want to see him before he goes back to China. One last time?

I close my eyes and breathe in deeply as I stand at the door of the hotel room. I hesitate more than ten times before lightly knocking on the door. Before I could knock again, the door swings open, revealing a distraught-looking Lei. Only a part of his dress shirt is tucked in his pants, his tie hanging loose, his hair ruffled and his eyes blood shot. 

He surprises me by pulling me in his arms and sobbing almost immediately. "Jess, you came." I still couldn't find my voice as he loosens his grip and takes my hand. 

"What do you want to talk about?" I ask casually, masking the mixed emotions I have inside. I want to hug him and wipe away the tears in his eyes. I want to get mad at him for being so late. I want to mock him for even coming here. 

"Would you want something to drink first?" He asks, walking towards the couch in the middle of the wide living room. I'm guessing this hotel is his father's. 

"No, thanks." I sit on the couch, making sure not to be near him. He notices. He stands up and kneels in front of me, taking my hands. 

"Lei!" I say, surprised at his actions. 

"Just listen." He runs one hand on his disheveled hair and looks at me with those teary eyes. "I am not good with words, so please...just listen."

I keep silent. My heart is beating faster again as nervousness takes me. I feel my hand sweating at his warm hands. 

"I'm sorry for what I've done to you. I'm sorry that my dad destroyed your family. I'm just sorry about everything." He pauses to wipe his tears again. "I'm going back to China tomorrow. I know I'm confusing you right now. But,  I love you, Jessica. I guess I haven't stopped loving you even though I thought I had.  I don't want to lose you again." He stops and cups my face with his hands, leaning closer. 

My heart is now running a race. "Would you go back with me?", he whispers. I can feel his breath on my lips. I can't even move. My mind is just blank at this point as he closes the gap between our lips. His hand snakes around my nape, pulling me closer. My mouth opens for him and moves with his lips. 

Shit! What am I doing? I push away and run out the door. Tears now streaming down my face. I hear him calling after me but I don't dare to look back. If I stop and turn around, I might not be able to peel myself away from him. I can't deny it. I still have feelings for him.