Chapter 10

A/N: Man, I'm depressed. You guys never review anymore! _ Wahhh. I really want some constructive critism! And I'm sorry I couldn't keep my "promise" on updating sooner. Damn that school. And I was sick. Anyways, enjoy chapter 10!

Ga Eul's POV

"Y-Yi Jung?" I was startled. The perfect boy before me was standing in the pouring rain. His white dress shirt was soaked through; I could see his skin. He held out a bouquet of roses.

"Ga Eul. I'm sorry." He looked away quickly. I took the flowers from him and stepped aside for him.

"Come in quickly! Why were you even standing in the rain? You could catch a cold!" I exclaimed. I dragged him inside the house when he didn't budge.

"I'll go get a towel," I walked toward the bathroom and set the bouquet on the kitchen counter. Suddenly, Yi Jung grabbed me.

"Wait," he said. "Just wait," He hugged me from behind. He was cold.

"I'm sorry," he buried his face into the crook of my neck. He gently kissed the fading scar.

"I-It's fine..." I tried to move away from him, the water from him dripping down the back of my shirt.

"Ga Eul. You're so nice. It kills me to see you get hurt because of me." He whispered.

I started. He was talking about when I was cut. He...he dumped me because of that?

"I'm so, so, sorry. I was stupid to dump you because of this." He turned me around and touched my neck.

"Yi Jung..." I looked away. He held my chin, turned my head, and got very close to my face. I held my breath. If either of us leaned forward just a bit more, we would have been kissing. But we didn't. Neither of us moved a muscle.

"Um...I'm going to put the flowers in a vase. They're really pretty," I stepped away from him and went to the kitchen. My heart was beating a million times per minute. I didn't know if it was because of him, or if it was because I was holding my breath the whole time. Probably both.

I put the roses in one by one into the glass vase, only because it gave me an excuse not to go back to Yi Jung.

~o-o~

Yi Jung's POV

She was the first girl that I've apologized to. The first girl that I was desperate to make up with, to be with. I knew she wanted to be back with me, but why wasn't she giving in? It usually worked. It used to be so easy. She made everything so much harder, more nerve racking. It gave me a thrill that I wasn't used to.

I had told her the reason why I had dumped her. Why wasn't she coming back?

After a few more minutes, she finally walked back into the living room.

"Ga Eul..." I began. She walked up to me and hugged me so hard that it hurt.

"I missed you," Ga Eul whispered. I buried my face in her hair.

"I love you." I said.

~o-o~

Ga Eul's POV

"With you? On the red carpet?" I was shocked. Yi Jung nodded.

"I want you to be my date to the party. And my newest work will be on display."

"But...I..." I tried searching for an excuse. I wasn't famous. It would be embarrassing if I tripped. Paparazzi would bother me. All of the excuses I tried to come up with sucked.

"Guenchana. Just come with me. Please?"

"Well..."

"I'm taking that as a yes. Come on," he led me out of the porridge shop.

"Sorry!" I shouted to boss and threw my apron off.

"Where are we going?" I asked as he closed the car door for me.

"I'm gonna buy you a dress,"

"What? No! No, no, no, no!" I protested.

"Just be quiet, araso?" He leaned over and buckled my seatbelt.

~o-o~

Yi Jung came back with a long dress with golden sparkles all over it. I tried it on. It dragged on the ground behind me as I walked.

"Um...I think this will attract too much attention," I said, looking down at the sparkles. Light was reflecting off of me.

"Okay. Miss, bring a different one," he snapped his fingers. The clerk brought a light pink dress with sheer cap sleeves. It was long. It billowed out behind me when I walked. I looked in the mirror and admired the dress.

"You look beautiful in pink," he came up behind me. I flushed.

"We'll take this one," he said to the lady.

"Thank you... but you didn't really have to buy me—"

"Shoes?" he flashed a heart-melting smile at me and walked towards the shoe section. I ran after him to try to keep up.

The perfect person in front of me held up a pair of silver glittery heels.

"These," Yi Jung said. I took the shoes from him.

"Why are we buying everything right now?" I asked.

"Because it's in three hours,"

"Mwo? Three hours?" I felt my eyes widen. He nodded and without waiting for me to try them on, gave the shoes to the clerk.

"Purse?" he asked. I quickly shook my head.

"Let's just go, we barely have time,"

~o-o~

My hair was curled, my dress and shoes were on, and I carried a silver clutch with my phone in it.

"You forgot this," Yi Jung said. He walked up to me and rubbed some lipstick on my lips.

"Gomawoyo," I blushed. We walked outside.

"Not...your...car?" I looked up at him. He laughed and pushed me inside the limo.

As soon as we got out of the car, cameras started flashing. Yi Jung put his arm around me and started walking. I would have been rooted in place if it weren't for him.

"So Yi Jung! Look here, please!"

"So Yi Jung, who's that girl?"

"So Yi Jung!"

It was so loud. Yi Jung led me to the carpet. I wished there was a different way to go inside the building.

"Just smile at the cameras," He whispered in my ear. I gulped and turned my head towards the flashing lights. I awkwardly smiled.

"More naturally," he laughed. I glared at him and smiled again.

"What's your name? What's your relation to Yi Jung?" The people shouted. I turned to Yi Jung.

"She's my girlfriend," He leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. I blushed furiously and glared at him as everyone whistled. Some girls in the crowd glared at me.

"So Yi Jung! How do you feel about the F4?" A man asked, holding a microphone up to him.

"I've known them all since kindergarten. They're very close to me," he said.

After he finished all of the interviews, we went inside to see his art display.

~o-o~

"So pretty! Wow, you're so talented!" I smiled at him.

"I know," he said confidently. I rolled my eyes and went back to admiring the pottery. There was a certain one the caught my eye. It was a long vase with unique curves, the color of the sky. There was white paint splattered all over it, and a darker blue too. It looked like marble.

"This one's the best," I pointed at the lovely vase. Yi Jung smiled at me.

"So Yi Jung! Care to make a speech?" A man in a nice gray suit led Yi Jung up to the stage. Cameras started flashing even more.

"Excuse me," Someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around.

"Yes?" I stared at the unfamiliar but handsome face.

"Will you be attending the party?" he asked.

"Um...yes. If I may...why are you asking?"

"No reason, I just wanted to make sure your lovely face didn't disappear from my sight before I get to know you," he winked and walked away.

Who was that?

Yi Jung came back.

"They want you to take pictures with me," he led me to the sea of cameras. I smiled for each one.

"Your name?" Someone in the back shouted.

"Chu Ga Eul," I replied.

"Your beauty is unsettling. Have you ever been through plastic surgery?" Someone else asked.

"No!"

"How did you meet So Yi Jung?"

"He dragged me out of work to take me to New Caledo—"

Yi Jung covered my mouth and laughed.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm! Mm!" I tried speaking. He took his hand off. I sighed.

"You two are so cute together!"

"Thank you," Yi Jung flashed his signature smile.

~o-o~

The party was so fancy. People were dancing and there was an orchestra. A golden chandelier hung from the ceiling.

"Wow," I looked around. Yi Jung took my hand and led me up the grand staircase to the second floor. Paintings were hung up and being auctioned. Yi Jung's pottery was on display again in a long glass case. I think those were also being auctioned off.

"Do you want one?" the perfect So Yi Jung caught me staring at his work.

"No, I'm fine," I smiled at him. I didn't really care if I got one or not. Even if they were gorgeous.

"Whatever you say," he winked at me. He waved at someone behind me and walked over to them. I admired his work some more, then the paintings.

"Do you like a certain one in particular?" A familiar voice asked. I turned around and saw the man from before.

"I don't know. They're all beautiful. What about you?" I took a tiny step away from him. He noticed.

"You really don't remember me, so you're scared," the man sighed.

"What?"

"It's me, Min Joon."

Min Joon was my former boyfriend from middle school to my sophomore year. He had cheated on me. For someone reason, I was always being cheated on.

"Oh, hi!" I said brightly, faking a smile.

"So, it seems you're with Korea's richest Casanova," he laughed. I nodded slowly.

"It might be over soon. Just saying," he leaned on the wall and crossed his arms.

"I don't really think you should say that," I glared at him. Min Joon shrugged.

"I'll see you around," he grabbed my hand, kissed it, then walked away.

Running into him again was kind of random.

~o-o~

"Why are we at your house?" I asked Yi Jung as he opened his door. He walked around the car and opened the car door for me. I stepped out and checked the time. My phone clock read 1:23 AM.

"I thought you would be lonely after spending the whole day with me," he winked.

"Don't I spend the whole day with you every day already?" I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, whatever. Spend the night here tonight," he grabbed my hand and stared into my eyes for a few seconds before I got embarrassed and looked away.

"Um...I'm uh...not really...ready..." I managed to squeak out. He laughed.

"I'm not going to do anything. You're just sleeping in my house. Is that a problem?" Yi Jung laughed again. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

"So that's what you think of when I invite you to sleep over," he pulled me close to him and whispered in my ear. "Do you want your fantasies to come true?"

"N-No!" I pushed him away and walked inside, too embarrassed to even look his way. He caught up to me and grabbed my shoulders.

"Mianhae, baby," I could tell he was trying not to laugh. "But you're staying over, right?"

"I have no choice. You probably won't take me home if I asked you too," I opened the doors. All of the maids and butlers bowed and said their greetings.

"She's staying over," Yi Jung said to them. "Get her some spare clothing, preferably silk," he made his way up the stairs with me following close behind, hoping that they wouldn't get the wrong idea. But I guess this was normal for them... before he got in a relationship with me.

"What are you thinking about?" he put his arm around me when I reached the top of the grand staircase.

"Nothing," I smiled. He led me to his room.

"W-Wait! Your room? I'm staying in your room?" I looked around.

"Yeah. Problem?" Yi Jung asked.

"Um..."

"Young master, here are the clothes for Miss Ga Eul," a maid walked in through the open doors. Yi Jung took the pink square of silk from her and shoved it into my hands.

"Go change in the bathroom." he ordered. I walked into the bathroom and quickly got changed. I was wearing a pink silky dress with cute little bows on the straps. The dress was barely long enough to reach my thighs.

Ugh, Yi Jung.

He was probably waiting for a reaction. He was expecting me to come out, embarrassed, and then ask for something else. I'd show him.

I marched out of the bathroom. I got the satisfaction of watching his eyes pop out when he saw me. But it was short-lived.

"Why are you only wearing a shirt? Go put some pants on,"

"Um, I only got this," I flushed and took baby steps backwards to the bathroom.

"Hold on," he said. He pressed a button next to his door and instantly, someone knocked on his door.

"You called for a maid, young master?"

"Yes. Why did you only bring a shirt for Ga Eul?" Yi Jung asked the short maid.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's just that you've always requested that I only bring a shirt for the girl so..."

"Oh, right. Bring some pants or something," he looked away. She bowed and scurried away. He looked at me when she left. I self-consciously pulled down the fabric.

"Um...I'm just gonna wait...in there," I mumbled and ran back into the bathroom. I held the door closed with my back. My face was hot. Ugh! I'm so stupid!

"Miss Ga Eul," the maid knocked on the bathroom door. I opened it just a crack.

"Where's Yi Jung?" I asked, ushering her in.

"Y-Young Master is downstairs," she replied, holding out the silk shorts to me. I gladly took them and slipped them on. The maid bowed and left.

I went downstairs and into the theater room, where all of the maids told me Yi Jung was.

"H-Hey," I sat down next to the perfect boy. I didn't look at him. He put his arm around me.

"Hey, why is your face red?" he whispered in my ear. I kept my eyes glued to the movie screen. I think he already knew.

"You know why," I said. He smirked.

"Yeah, I do." He laughed quietly and kissed my cheek.

"Aren't you tired?" I asked him.

"Not really. I don't sleep at this time on weekends," he said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Oh yeah." Of course. Before me, he was a casanova who bedded girls all the time.

"Ready for bed?" he asked. I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Yeah,"

~o-o~

Yi Jung got into his bed. He rested his head on the headboard of his king size bed. He patted the spot next to him.

"S-Same bed?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah. I wouldn't want my baby to sleep on the floor,"

"But you have, like, over 50 guest rooms..." I looked at the ground. Yi Jung sighed and got out of bed. He strode towards me and picked me up bridal style.

"H-Hey!" I exclaimed. He put me down on the bed and got into his own spot.

"I won't do anything, just sleep," he said. I turned over, facing away from him. Yi Jung clapped, causing his lights to turn off. He turned on the lamp on his bedside table.

I felt him hug me. He buried his face into my neck.

"I really love that we can be together this close," he whispered. I smiled and turned around to face him. He was so perfect. Everything about him was perfect. Not a flaw in sight.

"Hey...can I...?" he gave me a chaste kiss on the lips. I nodded. He leaned in to kiss me again.

Nothing happened that night. And that was perfectly fine. It was just us, cuddling and kissing. It was perfect.

~o-o~

Yi Jung's POV

Waking up next to her startled me. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Her soft, shiny hair was fanned out on the pillow. She was so close to me. I propped myself up with my elbow and kissed her forehead.

When did I become such a hearts-and-flowers guy? Ever since I fell in love with Ga Eul, of course. I didn't miss having a fling with hot girls one bit. Ga Eul was all I needed.

"Hm? Why am I..." Ga Eul woke up and looked around. "Oh yeah," she looked up at me and smiled.

"Good morning, Ga Eul yang,"

"Morning," she sat up. Her tank top hung low. Dangerously low. I coughed and looked away. She didn't seem to notice. It's a good thing that she actually wore her undergarments under the top, or else I would have attacked her by now.

Ga Eul got out of the bed.

"What day is it? And what time?" she asked.

"Saturday, 10:20 AM..." I answered.

"Do you have any plans today?"

"No," I said.

"Good. Go hang out with your friends," Ga Eul crossed her arms.

"Mwo? Are you trying to get rid of me?" I pouted.

"Yeah, because you haven't any time at all with them," she said.

"So?"

"So, I feel like I'm the problem,"

"But you're not. There's no problem,"

"Exactly. That's why you're hanging out with them!" she said brightly.

"Wait what?" she was confusing me.

~o-o~

I ended up at the VIP café made just for the F4. My friends were there too. Even Jan Di.

"Wait, you're not staying?" Jan Di asked Ga Eul.

"Nope, I have plans," she smiled. "Just stay here as long as you can, okay?"

"Why are you getting us all together? It's not like we'll be with you," Woo Bin frowned.

"Yah! I have to wake up early for nothing?!" Joon Pyo shouted, causing the employees to turn and stare.

"It's 12 in the afternoon," Jan Di whispered loudly to Joon Pyo. He looked bewildered.

"Anyways, have fun! I'll be back in a few hours! Bye bye!" Ga Eul waved goodbye. Ji Hoo was the only one who waved back.

After she left, Woo Bin started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"Yo, dude, what if she's out with her boyfriend or something, and she didn't want any one of us to see them together?" he smiled.

"That's a possibility," Ji Hoo said.

"Yah! Geum Jan Di! I'm hungry!" Joon Pyo shouted at Jan Di. The crazy girl started shaking her fists at him and telling him that there are waiters and waitresses who work here. Sometimes I wondered why I socialized with Joon Pyo.

"Yo, Yi Jung, let's follow her," Woo Bin said. He suddenly had a fond smile on his face with a faraway look in his eyes.

"Um, no. I trust Ga Eul. I'm not an idiot who stalks people," I shook my head. Everyone stared at me.

"What?" I frowned.

~o-o~

"I can't believe you're making me do this," I grumbled. We had just left the café. Each of us had sunglasses on, which was obvious and tacky.

"It'll be fun," Joon Pyo said.

"Let's go," Woo Bin pointed ahead. He took out his phone. His GPS app was open.

"Dude, did you just track Ga Eul's phone?" I asked. He nodded.

"She's walking, and apparently, she just turned that corner," Woo Bin ran up ahead. We followed.

Then I saw her. She was with some guy. He didn't look very rich. She got on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek. I saw red.

"Woah, I guess I was right," Woo Bin said, watching them. The guy put his arm around her and they started to walk.

"Follow them!" Jan Di exclaimed. Joon Pyo clamped his hand over her mouth.

~o-o~

They were acting too close. We had followed them into clothing stores, the movies, everywhere. We were now in a bookstore. She had called him "oppa" plenty of times. It really pissed me off. Was she really doing this?

"Oppa!" Ga Eul called out across the store. "We should get going now, I was going to introduce you to my friends, remember?" He nodded.

"We have to escape! She'll see us! This place is too small to hide!" Jan Di whispered loudly. She scrambled around behind the bookshelves. All of us read each other's minds and just decided to run out. We all sprinted for the door.

"Guys?" Ga Eul had seen us. We all turned around.

"A-Anyong!" Jan Di laughed nervously. I glared at Ga Eul and turned away. She didn't seem to notice.

"I'm not even gonna ask why you aren't in the café. I have to tell you guys something. I want you to meet someone," she said. Ga Eul turned around and walked towards the poor-looking guy.

"I think she's going to dump you in front of us," Woo Bin leaned over and whispered. I elbowed him. No one dumps me.

"Isn't he handsome?" Ga Eul came back with him.

"Who's he?" I spit through my teeth.

"Oppa, introduce yourself," she smiled at him. It made me sick.

"Oppa!" Jan Di smiled.

"Mwo? M-Mwo ya? Who's this guy?" Joon Pyo blinked.

"Ga Eul's brother!" she beamed. She ran up to him and hugged him. Joon Pyo grabbed her shirt and pulled her back.

"You choked me, you idiot!" Jan Di glared at him. Joon Pyo shrugged.

"Brother..." Woo Bin laughed. "He was just her brother!"

"Oppa, this is Yi Jung," Ga Eul introduced me.

"Anyong, my name's Si Woo," he held out his hand. I stared at it until he put it back down.

"Why are you making things so awkward?" Ga Eul whispered to me.

"I'm not,"

~o-o~

Ga Eul's POV

Yi Jung offered to rive me home. I protested, saying that my brother needed care back at my house, but Si Woo oppa told me to go with him, since I was coming home anyway.

"Why aren't you talking?" I asked. He didn't answer.

"Hey, why are you being so odd today?"

"You made me look and feel pathetic," he said without looking at me.

"Huh? How?"

"My friends made me follow you and your brother. They made me believe that you were cheating on me," he laughed but his eyes look mad and embarrassed.

"Why would I do that?" I said, blushing a little. He shrugged.

He parked in front of my house.

"Bye," I said, opening the door. He stopped me.

"What is it?" I turned around. Yi Jung leaned over and touched his lips to mine.

"Bye," he whispered. I smiled and went inside. I watched him leave from the window.

"You call that a kiss?" My brother came up behind me, munching on some crackers.

"Ah! Aish, you scared me, oppa,"

"Mian," some crumbs fell from his mouth.

"So he's your boyfriend, huh?" he plopped his butt on the couch. I nodded.

"So Yi Jung..." Si Woo said, eating another cracker. "The rich playboy?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess,"

"Be careful," he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

A/N: So...yeah. Any suggestions for the next chapter? Lemme know:) and next time, I won't make promises I can't keep. I'll try to update in the next week. Love you guys!