Normal POV
“Oh why are you here?...”
Sang hyun smiled shyly. “Mom asked me to bring you this”
“What for?”
“For having your cast taken off”
“But I still have 4 days”
“Well she bought them now because it’s on sale today.”
Dara chuckled.
“She also says to take you home there tonight. Are you done for the day?” He sat on one of the benches and observes the place while Dara took quite a stare on the beautiful bouquet.
There’s really something about flowers that cheers her up. “Yeah”
“Who is that from!?” CL asked soon as she came, she was gone when Sang hyun arrived so she was a bit frantic to see them.
“Don’t worry, CL. It’s just from me”
“Oh oppa” She changes her expression to a brighter one. “Oh okay then it’s fine… I thought it’s from someone else, I cant bear another flower inside the dorm”
“Are there a lot from fans?”
“Aniyo… Fans sent lovely basket of fruits and cards…. The flowers are from random guys”
“Guys?” He glanced at Dara. “Does that mean from…”
“Fanboys” CL says.
“Really? So, was there someone who got your attention, noona?”
“No. No way. Unnie is not yet allowed to date again. She’s not ready. Right unnie?”
Ever since Dara’s relationship with Jiyong ended, CL has been really strict. Not only her, but also Bom, YG… everyone. ‘Please don’t tell me you’re crying. Stop‘, as they would always say.
Dara understands that they just don’t want to tolerate all her dramas in order for her to move on. Her behaviour on the first months was awful, she was always crying and emotional, it burdened everyone.
And because of that, she learned to keep it only to herself. Whatever she feels, she’d pretend like she’s alright and deal it herself.
That night, inside her room.
She gazes out the window and in deep thoughts.
Her phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Hi Dara ssi?” the guy from the other line greeted enthusiastically.
“Who is this?”
“It’s Donghae” he introduced himself.
Donghae? How did he get my number? And why is he calling me. She thought
“Did I call at a bad time?”
“No it’s okay… It’s just uh… you know a bit surprising… and unexpected.” It was awkward; She doesn’t know what to say. “Why?”
“Do you remember about the meal you were going to offer?”
She has forgotten all about that but he reminded her of it again. Oh crap he still remembers that? I didn’t really able to invite him, I was cut short remember?
She bites her lip thinking how to deal with it. “Ah yes what about it?”
“Well, Kangin’s birthday is coming up and there’ll be a celebration…. And I..uhm…”
Dara leans her head back as she waits him to continue.
“…I’m just wondering if you could just come to the party instead…. along with the 2NE1 members of course…”
Eh? It came as a surprise to her, though Minzy has couple of SM friends, they’ve never been really invited to any party of their company, especially in personal occasions such as birthdays.
“Oh… I don’t know“
“Please… the guys kept harassing me for it… please”
“When is it?”
“On the 17th”
Next week.
“Hm… I’ll try asking the members about it first. Then I’ll just confirm you about it, okay?”
“Sure, okay… Thank you”
“Bye”
She ended the call right away and once felt the emptiness of the room.
Beep. Her phone rang for a message.
| Thank you again, and sorry for calling in such a bad time| – Donghae
| I told you it’s not. Everything’s fine. How can you say it’s a bad time?| – Dara
| Because you sounded a bit sad.| – Donghae
Sad? I sound sad? She thought. As far as she can tell she conversed with him in her normal tone.
| Sad? Maybe just tired.| – Dara
| Ahh… Sorry for disturbing you then, please rest well ;)| – Donghae
| Thanks. I will. Goodnight ^_^ | - Dara.
She just stared at his message. And even if I do feel down, how can he tell?
Dara finds the invitation as thoughtful, and for she owes him, she did what he requested and told the girls about the party the next day that she went back to their dorm.
Of course the final say would come from the leader herself.
“Unnie…”
* * * *
Donghae’s POV
“B2ST check, Infinite check, Kara check, 2PM check, VIXX check, After School check… 2NE1…”
“…Has 2NE1 confirmed yet?” I heard Kangin ask while he checks his guest list. “The party’s three days away”
It has been days since I invited Dara. Maybe she was just busy and enjoying after having her cast taken off.
Beep. Beep. I looked at my phone and in my surprise.
Dara has finally texted.
Right when I thought she will never.
I opened her message in excitement.
[ Hi. Good morning.
I’m sorry for late reply. We had to discuss it well. k k
We think the party would be so fun
Yet sadly, we cant come. We have a sched the next day.
But we really appreciate the invite though.
Thanks ^^_ ] - Dara
I knew it. Why would I even expect they would go?
I got up and threw my phone in the couch where the guys are seated.
“I told you she’ll say no”
They battled over my cellphone to read the message themselves.
“Aish…” they scoffed. “It’s your fault, Hae!”
Why is it my fault?
“You should have told her. ‘Hey come to the party cause I really wanna see you’”
“OR Hey I really want to get to know you better, let’s go to the party together”
What the---
“Why does it sound like I’m asking her out?”
“Cause you are! Geez you’re hopeless, Hae”
Seriously, I’m confused to what these guys want anymore.
Besides even if I have said it that way, she still have a schedule the next day.
There’s no way she would come.
* * * *
Dara’s POV
I checked my phone to see if it’s the right place.
Sky High Club.
I got out of my car, and slowly crossed the street.
This place must be new. Look at the building, and look at the queue. Whoa.
There’s a lot of people who are crowding by the gate, all trying to get in. There are some who are begging. But the bouncer doesn’t waver; he stays still on his post with his arms crossed on his chest.
Is the club already full that they don’t allow anyone anymore? How can I get in?
“Omo. Sandara Park!!!!” A girl from the crowd shouted.
Then all these camera starts flashing and the girls are screaming. Why? What’s happening? Before I can even react, a guard in suit and one that wears very casual clothes escorted me in.
When we got in, the guy bows to me. “Please enjoy, the bar is right over there” he pointed. “Feel free to get any drinks you want”
“Thank you” I smiled. Maybe they have a way for celebrities here. VIP treatment.
The club was not packed as I thought it would be. But it’s banging~ the dancing lights, the loud music, the people going all out, the atmosphere’s so vibrant and upbeat.
I walked through the hallways where the private rooms are at. Door by door I silently peek through the small glass window. Most of them are empty.
So far no signs of him. Is he really here?
I was starting to feel at ease, thinking the information I got was wrong… It’s impossible he’ll be here
All of a sudden a familiar voice came from a door next to where I’m currently checking. Familiar in terms of IT IS the voice of the one I’ve been looking for.
“…it’s okay…”
The door was slightly open; anyone can easily sneak in, especially with this tiny body of mine.
Nervously I peeked my head in, praying it wasn’t him. My heart was thumping so loud.
Oh God please...
I really hope it’s not him…
And on that very moment, my heart just stopped.
I felt like the whole world ended.
I stepped back and quietly shut the door.
I don’t know how to react, I’m too shocked.
I went straight to the girls’ rest room, and just stood in front of the mirror with my hands resting on the sink table.
That feeling of denial and ‘I knew it’ was nulling inside me.
I looked down my hands for they are shaking crazy.
Ji was kissing Kiko.
Kiko was kissing Ji.
They’re kissing…no
...they’re making out…
And all this time he tells me what…
“Omo. Dara unnie. Are you okay?” A girl cut me from my deep thoughts, I glanced up to the mirror, Yoona and Yuri of Girls Generation reflections were standing behind me. I didn’t notice them coming in.
I stood up straight and greeted them properly. “Oh annyeonghaseyo”
“Are you okay? You look pale?” Yoona asked worriedly.
Yuri was checking me from head to toe. “Did you just get here?”
I nodded anxiously. Compare to what they’re wearing, I’m a mess. They’re wearing these really nice party dresses, while I wear so casual, black shirt, tight jeans and black kicks.
“Come on let’s go party!” Jessica got out from one of the cubicles. She paused a while when she saw me, but she gave a shy smile then signalled the girls to leave. The two looked at me first with these worriedly.
“I’m okay… go ahead” I said, smiling until they left.
Once again, I stared at the mirror.
I do look pale.
And actually my outfit isn’t that bad.
It seems there are a lot of idols here tonight, I should fix myself up. It won’t be hard, I’ll just have to revamp my clothes with accessories and light make up.
And I did. After wearing arm candy bracelets, make up and putting all my hair to one side, it’s all better. With this look, I could just barge in to their room and… what? Talk to him? No… no… He would suspect I was following him…
Whatever.
I walked out of the restroom and passed by the private rooms again. My feet automatically stopped at their door.
While staring at it, the scene earlier just flashed back to my mind.
Forget it Dara, don’t be foolish.
..Just go home.
“Noona” someone from behind me scared the hell out of me. I quickly turned around and after seeing who it was, I sighed in relief.
“Oh thank God it’s you” I thought it was Jiyong.
“I thought you weren’t coming?”
“Huh? Where?”
“Here.”
“What here?” I was supposed to say that when I heard footsteps from the door, it sounds like someone’s going out.
I panicked and pushed Donghae several times until we reached a corner where we can hide. He was really confused that he hasn’t able to speak even a single word.
“What’s wron---“ I signalled him to be silent for a while. “shhh”
Kiko stepped out the room and went straight to the restroom.
Phew that was a close call.
“Who are we hiding from?”
“No one” I said, remembering that Donghae is with me. “Why are you here again?”
“It’s Kangin’s birthday. Didn’t you come for that too?”
My jaw dropped.
“It’s here!?!?”
So that explains the fans outside, the manager looking guy, the guard in suit-and-tie, Girls Generation and him.
I slapped my forehead lightly. Ugh how can I be so stupid?
“Is something the matter?”
“I better go”
For I needed to get out of there before Kiko goes out the restroom again and be caught, I hurriedly left the private rooms area and was headed to the door
But
I was blocked by familiar faces. Eunhyuk and Shindong.
“WOOO SANDARA IN THE BUILDING!!!!” They loudly cheered.
Oh God, How can I escape now?
I looked over my shoulder and saw Donghae standing not so far away. He's watching me while they drag me to the table where mostly SM artists are gathered.
“Help”