The Dating proposal

17| Exes and wishes

I felt my hands turn into a fist, one thing is to think about it and another thing is to spill out the disgusting thought no one wants to hear.

I immediately turned on my feet and walked out of the apartment, just at the time I opened the door, Carl was at the other side of the door. He looked at me before realization dawned on him and he cursed before going into the room. I held my head high and walked to the elevator.

I can't believe I had to experience such a thing. I got into the elevator and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I mean what was I thinking? Maybe we should call it off now, hasn't it been a month now. My phone began buzzing again and turned it off.

The elevator door opened and the cold air hit me, I was about to walk out without giving a glance at the figure in front of the elevator. When the person called my name.

"Quinn?" His masculine voice boomed, I lazily looked up as I walked out of the elevator and paused when I saw his face.

My legs turned to jelly and my heart seemed to stop beating, I seemed to be in a kind of vacuum. The elevator closed behind me just in time as he flashed me a smile that was too familiar it made my heart crack.

I tried to talk but I couldn't make out any words. Am I dreaming? He couldn't be here. It has happened only twice why would I be imagining him again. But how could he be here? No this is too strange to be true.

I remember his wavy brown hair which I loved running my hands through and his bluish-green eyes which I love getting lost into. His eyes were the only ocean I would drown in and feel alive. Again am I dreaming?

He kept on staring at me with his familiar grin on his face. "I missed you," He finally said, but in my ears, it seemed like he said it from a distance and it echoed bouncing against the walls.

My heart started beating again at the sound of his voice, my blood raced to my face and my hands began trembling. Then it happened the tears began cascading down my cheeks, almost blurring my vision.

I finally had the strength to talk.

"Dylan?"

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ACE

I watched as Quinn walked out of my view, I couldn't stop her because even if I did I have no words to explain right now. I let her leave and now I know the worst is here to come.

"Seriously, you made her leave!" Harry sneered at his sister, who let out a breath of relief.

I noticed that her eyes suddenly rolled back, her hands went to her head and her legs gave up on her. I immediately caught her before she could fall and held her. "Nana, Na Young what's wrong?" I asked alarmed and Harry immediately rushed to my side.

"What happened here?!" I heard Carl's voice boomed from the front door.

"Nana!" Harry bellowed beside me, she had gone unconscious and was weak.

"Get me water," I said to Harry who immediately went to get it without waiting for another second to pass.

Carl stared wide-eyed at the scene before him with worried eyes. I kept Nana's bag under her head and checked for her pulse. Soon enough Harry was back with a bowl of water.

I subtly cursed as her pulse was weak, but luckily still there. I removed my watch swiftly as I stood up and removed my coat.

I got a napkin from the kitchen and dipped it into the bowl, squeezed it, and used to gently clean the beads of sweat that at formed on her forehead.

"We should go to the hospital," Carl said.

"No, I'll call our doctor here. We can't go to the hospital," Harry said, holding Nana's hand.

I nodded not wanting to interfere in whatever the issue might be. Harry held his sister's hands tightly before going to make the call.

I carried Nana and was about to take her to the room when Carl spoke.

"Not to your room."

I chuckled and turned to him. " Look around I'll obviously have more than one room." I laughed, sarcastically.

"We don't know if they have a plan with this."

"I've known Nana before I met you. I'm the only one who has the right to say something like that." I didn't wait for him to reply before I continued to take her to my room.

I laid her on the bed and used the duvet to wrap her, a feeling of nostalgia washed over me as I remembered doing this to a certain woman with black curly hair and honey brown eyes.

I went to the curtains to close them. I can't stop thinking about that certain woman. What she's doing? What she's thinking? Who is she meeting? What's her past?

The sound of the rain beating the earth erupted, waking me up from the trance I was stuck in. I looked up and saw the rain beating the glass wall incessantly, it almost sounded like music in my ears. I kept the neck of my white turtle up to my chin and rested my hands in my pocket as I enjoyed the scene.

I let out a breath, Quinn I hope you're okay.

My thoughts seemed to wash away with the sound of the rain. A smile crept up my face as I thought of doing a really childlike act. I breathe with my mouth open again the glass and took my hands to the glass, I drew a little heart and smiled.

I kept my hands back into my pocket with a smile still on my face as I took my gaze to the little heart.

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I so badly wanted to end the chapter with the cliffhanger at Quinn's pov, haha.

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QOTD: Have you ever gotten your heart broken?

*sighs heavily*

That's all I have to say. 🏃‍♂️