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

Part 31

After sending him the text message, I receive a call from GD.

"I know you're not sleeping yet," he says. "Can you come to Seoul in the morning? My schedule's all packed. I need to discuss some things with you. I'll let you use my jet."

"You summon me like a slave, Kwon." He does. I know he has the upper hand in this because of his share but he's just too bossy sometimes.

He chuckles. "Sorry. So, can you come?" His voice softer now. "Come early so you can watch my concert."

"Why would I?" 

"You'd love it." He laughs. "Anyway, the boys are asking if you can come to the after party."

Those fun Oppas...."Sure!"

Is this a sign that I should go and greet Mark personally? Maybe. 

I go straight to GD's company when I land, high-fiving and hugging his band mates as I enter. 

"You're watching, right?" TOP asks.

"That's why I'm here!" I answer him with a smile. 

"Let's talk over lunch," GD says, leading me out of the building and into his car but not before he tells the guys he'd be meeting them in the stadium. He takes me to a diner a few minutes drive away. It's quiet and  very private. 

"So, what is it you want to talk about that you have to let me fly here?" I ask sarcastically. 

"Nothing. I just want you to watch our concert." He shrugs his shoulders and smirks. 

What? This guy...I swear....His cockiness is back. I couldn't help but throw the first thing that I touch at him - the fork. 

"Yah!" He chuckles. "You need to chill, Zhao. You've been locked up in the house in Jeju. I just wanted you to take a breather for a while." 

"Fuck you!" I roll my eyes. 

"You're welcome," he says with a playful look on his face. 

"Ishhhh....."

"You look cute when you're angry." He smiles.

That line. Mark used to tell me that. I bite my lip and look down at my plate. "Give me my fork back," I tell him. 

He hands it to me and I dig in the food in silence. Should I go see him? Yes. I should. I'm here anyway. I'll just swallow my pride and follow my heart. 

After lunch GD takes off to the stadium where they need to practice before the concert. I told him I'd be there on time. With a few hours to spare, I decide to go to Mark's apartment. I just hope he'd be there....and talk to me. 

The guard lets me go in, but their apartment is empty. I go in Mark's room. The bear's still there, but not on his desk anymore, it's on top of the closet, dust already covering it. Our picture is also gone. He must really hate me. 

I go up to Vic's apartment, but he too, isn't there. I take out my phone and call Jackson. 

"Cuz." He answers, a little out of breath. 

"Hey...you busy?"

"You here?"

"I asked you first." 

"Yeah...we just got off stage. Where are you?" 

"Apartment."

"Really? We won't be there until five. Would you be waiting for us?"

"Not really. I need to be somewhere. Anyway, be careful."

"Cuz...wait..." he says before I hang up. "Aren't you going to see him...you're already here anyway."