Fan fiction: Two MC's love story

Brief description: I'm a very big fan of the most popular and well known variety show 'Happy Camp' in China. I have always noticed how Weijia (MC) and Wuxin (MC) sometimes joked about their 'fake' relationship or pretend to be a couple, only that in this story their relationship will be real ;P I do not own any of the characters in this story, only the story comes from my head ;)

Plot: When Wuxin's boyfriend accused her of cheating on him and broke up with her, what will Weijia do? Will he finally confess his secret and hidden love for her or keep acting as if he didn't love her? When the casanova (Weijia) receives a sudden confession from his best friend for 17 years, how will he react?

Chapter 1:Let's break up

"Let's break up" the words ringed through the room, yet the message was not sent across to Wuxin. What? "No!" cried Wuxin suddenly, as her boyfriend walked out of the room. Tears blurred her vision; she stumbled, and collapsed to the ground. All she wanted was that person, yes, that same person who suspected her cheating on him when in truth, it was the other way round. He got tired of Wuxin and merely made up an excuse to leave her. "Please Johnny, I…I need you in my life…so please, don't leave me" continued Wuxin, trying everything to keep her boyfriend from leaving her. Despite this, Johnny walked out of the house, never turning around once to look at Wuxin. Now it was really over.

*Weijia's phone going off*

"Hello? Who is this?" Weijia answered his phone. He just finished his shootings and was about to go home before his phone rang. "Wait, I'll be there in 10 minutes-uh huh-please take care of her for me, yes, thank you" Weijia got in the taxi and said to the driver, "Deja vu Nightclub please. Hurry, I'm in a rush" the driver nodded and started the engine. Weijia hoped that nothing bad had happened to Wuxin whilst he's not there, even though the waiter said that he'd keep an eye out for her, he still can't trust him. As the taxi slowly came to a halt, Weijia literally bolted out of the car shoving a handful of money into the taxi driver's hand-way more than needed-and sprinted inside the bar.

He soon found her; a lifeless body slumped against the counter. As

Weijia approached Wuxin, he noticed mascara running down her face, ruining her beauty. Her cheeks flushed slightly from the alcohol in her cup and her eyes swollen from crying all day. Whoever did this to Wuxin will pay for this. Li Weijia will ask him to pay double, no, triple the amount of pain Wuxin is feeling right now.

Weijia shook Wuxin gently to get her attention. Slowly, Wuxin looked up at the person holding her...Johnny? "Johnny!" exclaimed Wuxin smiling at Weijia. Weijia sighed, and felt a stab of pain in his heart. Wuxin, he thought, why are you still in love with him when he did this to you? Why won't you consider me? Weijia pulled Wuxin into a tight embrace, having imagined this moment for years. Not one of those loose pats on the back friendship hug, but a hug between lovers. She was so soft and fragile. Weijia inhaled her scent; it reminded him of flowers blossoming in spring. How could anyone leave her? Snapping back into his senses and reality, Weijia payed for her drinks and piggybacked Wuxin into the cab. Thank goodness we live in the same block and neighbourhood, thought Weijia quietly, that way, I'll be able to look after her tonight.

After putting Wuxin to bed and checked everything's okay, Weijia went back to the bed, bent down and kissed Wuxin on the forehead. It wasn't even a proper kiss, nor on the lips yet the casanova lost his coolness and blushed madly, his heartbeat accelerated in frenzy. He was about to leave when Wuxin suddenly grabbed his hand, "No! Don't leave me" she spoke restlessly in her sleep but her grip was firm. Weijia took her hand and held it tightly in his own. If only she was thinking about Weijia when she said that.

Streaks of sunlight escaped through the curtain and shone on Wuxin. Her headache throbbed even more when she squinted at the beams of light. Wuxin massaged her temples to calm down the tempestuous storm inside her head. She turned around to face someone familiar...on the other side of the bed.