Im Marisa; Call Me Your (1/1)

Chapter 9: She was just lying on the bed, her head slumped into the mattress, then she bursted out in tears. Why is she crying? It's actually a shocker to see Avalon cry; of all the years I've known her, I've probably only seen her cry three times; when we graduated from elementary school, when we graduated from secondary school, and when we graduated from high school. Is she graduating from University already? “Dear...” I sit right next to her, softly brushing her hair; Oh My God! Her hair is really soft. I examined her hair really closely; WOW, no split ends, no tangles, it's like running your hand through strands of silk. “How the Hell do you get your hair to be like this?” I'm so stupid! I'm suppose to be comforting her, not asking her for hair advice.She moan out of depression into the mattress, flailing her arms and legs up and down like a child throwing a tantrum, but it's kind of cute seeing her act so immature. “Who cares if I have nice hair or not? Definitely not that stupid asshole!”“Which stupid asshole are you talking about? We currently have 5 residing in this household.” Their names? Onew, Minho, Taemin, Jonghyun and Key. She lifts her head up and I see her eyes, still covered in tears. In a soft but surely shaky voice, “There's only one, and it's... it's...” Tears stream out of her eyes and she digs her face into the mattress again.“Wait... don't tell me it's Key-san?!” I heard a soft 'umhm', and got my response. “Honestly? You're really that upset from what happened today? But you looked fine in the café.” It is so weird seeing Avalon cry over a guy, considering that she used to be one of the most popular girls in school. Guys would play around with her feelings, but she would never cry; she actually never did much. When they broke up, they just broke up – to her, it didn't seem like it was such a big deal.“You don't expect me to cry in front of everyone and crash the mood, now do you?”Hold on, so... so... "You don't mean to tell me that when you broke up with all those guys in high school, you would secretly cry at night?” I was given a response with another wave of sobs and hiccups and sniffles. Aw~ that's so sad... and no one at school knew how emotionally hurt she really was. “So did you actually think that you and Key had something going?”Her tears her drowning the mattress. She rolled over onto her back, wiping the tears out of her eyes. “I'm such an idiot thinking that a celebrity would actually have a thing for me. I should've known better! But he was so kind and generous and caring and adorable, and I naturally thought that we clicked.”“You thought that both of you clicked? Or you thought that just because you clicked, meant that he also probably has feelings for you?She sat up and threw daggers into my eyes, metaphorically speaking of course. “Why must you rain on my parade? Fine, I live in my little fantasy where I think that Key has feelings for me. I know, I'm such a twisted, screwed-up bitch, but seriously, I thought he had feelings for me.”“Well obviously he doesn't. I mean after what he said to you; 'I'm attracted to you, but I don't like you... you're an attention whore.'”Avalon falls back on the mattress, tears still steadily running down the side of her face. “You don't have to repeat it a second time, Marisa!”Realizing that I probably potentially jolted some horrible memory, I apologized. “So when did you start developing feelings for him?”“You remember how a week ago my mom was sent to be with an airline going to South Korea, so I decided to tag along as an 'extra-curricular activity', but honestly 'cause I've never been to South Korea before. Anyways, on our trip back to the Pearson Airport, I saw SHINee, and they were sitting in the Top Class seats, which were closest to the cockpit, where we sat! So I go up and talk to them, and O-M-G, Key was so cute. And when he pouted, he melt my heart~ And he kept on making eye contact with me. He's so hot.”“You must really like him, Avalon. I've never heard you use 'hot' to describe anyone. Usually guys are just 'okay' or 'not bad'.”She whimpers dejectedly. “I know! This is my first time falling for anyone, and I was hoping for it to work out. But who am I kidding? It's impossible; he hates me. He's only attracted to me, probably because of what I wear; pfft~ he doesn't even like me for me!”“Oh, oh. Don't forget about your body. You have such a yummy body. If I was a guy, I would jump on you right now and demand sex.”She smuthers her face with the blanket, and lets out a deep, rumbling moan. “Shut up! Shut UP!” She drops the blanket and stands on the bed. “You know what?! I'm taking a shower.” That was slightly melodramatic. She jumps off the bed, and walks off to the washroom, which is connected to the room. She's not planning to talk about this all night is she? I need to sleep too. Help me Lord, and we're sleeping in the same room too! The water turned on in the washroom. There was a knock at the door.“Come In!” The door open and standing there is Minho. “Oh hi, Minho-san! Is there a problem?” What's with my voice? Did it just skip an octave? I sound girlier, and breathier. Am I ill?“Er... no. There's no problem. It's just that I want to talk to you... about something.” He's avoiding eye contact, and he seems incredibly uncomfortable. Does this have to do anything with Key?I pat my hand softly on the left side of my bed. “Come, sit with me.” He took me up on the offer, and willingly sits next to me, with somewhat of a forced smile. I looked at him, oblivious as to what he wants to talk about. “So what is it that you want to talk about?”“It's somewhat sudden. And I'm not really sure how to put it in the form of words.” He shifts uncomfortably on the bed, and he starts squirming awkwardly. I lay my hands on his shoulder, and smile pleasantly at his direction, hoping it'll be unnerving.“If you can't put it in words, well then, are you planning to sing it for me?”“Not necessarily,” he responds. “I... er... actually...” His hands are shaking. What is he so nervous about? Did Key want him to tell me something? Is it about Avalon? I grab his left hand, and hold it in my own hands, placing in on my thigh. “Heaven's sake! I can't hold it anymore!” I can see him tensing up, and his left hand was becoming a tight fist.“What is it-” And Minho interrupts me with one fluid action, where his left hand gripped one of my wrist, and he pushes me down onto the bed his other hand. I'm lying on the bed; nose touching nose, and we're making eye contact. Everything just went by so fast, I didn't even have time to react. What is he doing? We stare at each other for what seems like hours, me paralyzed and unable to move, not even a slight micrometre. “So what is it that you wanted to tell me again?” I manage to say, before he presses his lips against mine, his tongue gently caressing mine from inside my mouth. From the second he thrust his lips onto mine, I could feel my cheeks burning. What is he doing? Why is he kissing me? I notice the way he's holding me down; it's so violent. But the way he kisses me – it's so soft and gentle. I find myself somewhat enjoying this moment. I gasp for air and let out gentle moans, trying to push him off for oxygen, but he too seems like he's enjoying the moment. His eyes are seal shut, but his tongue and his lips are still in action. His hands made their way behind my back, around my shoulder blades, embracing me tightly, pressing my soft chest against his more muscular, harder one. He's gently guiding my body off the bed, propping me up in his arms, my flailing arms now changing position to holding him around the waist...“Whoa! Am I missing something?” Shit! Avalon! My natural reaction was to slap him across the face and kick him off. Minho flashes back into reality, loses his balance, and falls onto the ground, back first, followed by his head.“Ow!” He gently rubs his head against his palm. I scramble to the end of the bed to check if he's okay.“Oh My God! I'm so sorry, oppa!” Oppa?! When did I start calling him oppa?! He shook his head, and I sigh a breath of relief knowing that I didn't injure him involuntarily. We both turn our heads to direct our attention back at Avalon.“I'm not bothering you two, right?” I turn my head to face Minho, who was already looking at me. I instantly turned a bright shade of red, and I couldn't scurry fast enough to hide my head under the blanket.  Obviously this isn't the surprise that I was talking about earlier. I'll be sure to inform you when whatever "the twist" is actually appears. This little part about Minho should've been expected, though I'm not sure as to what will happen in Chapter 10. I'll be posting again tomorrow ;D P.S. If any of you were expecting smut, you'll definitely see it later on in the story, just not now, when the story's just developing.