10 Stupid Reasons To Why I Hate Park Chanyeol

Park Chanyeol is Park Chanyeol

10. Park Chanyeol is Park Chanyeol 

"Where's Chanyeol?" Kyungsoo questions, staring at me lazily with his owl shaped orbs. 

"Do I look like an idiot's keeper?"

"Yes."

I rolled my eyes, taking a bite off my lunch.

Now that he mentioned it, I haven't seen the dork since morning. 

After school, I stayed by the gate in hope that he'd come, but no Park Chanyeol was seen from sight.

I sighed, giving up, and walking my way home alone.

It feels weird not having that fool around.

"Hun, dinner's ready."

"I'm skipping, don't feel like eating." I said in response, pacing my way up to my room.

Staring at my phone, I waited for a call, sms, anything.. but nothing came. 

Stupid, I miss you.

Closing my eyes, I fell into deep slumber.

Knock. Knock. Knock. 

I groaned, throwing a pillow over my face. 

Knock.

Eyes still begging for sleep, I stumbled my way to the door. 

No one's there. 

"Suho hyung, it's not funny! Go to sleep you gramp!" I yelled through the halls, shutting the door close and throwing my body back to bed. 

Knock. Knock. 

Realizing the knocks were not coming from the door, I quickly opened my window to find Chanyeol from below, throwing pebbles.

"Yah! It's the middle of the night, and you're here throwing stones?!" 

"But soft, what light through yonder window breaks, 'tis the east, and Baekhyun is my sun!"

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

He continued throwing pebbles, one almost hitting me directly on my face. "Stop that!"

"Repunzel, Repunzel, let down your hair!"

"Why did I even fucking ask? You are crazy!"