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I stayed up the whole night. 

I don't know if Jennie was up, but I sure as hell was.

I lay on my bed, eyes shut as I think about what she said.

Am I going to hell? I know she's not a good person, so what I'm debating about doing shouldn't actually be a debate right?

I hear small footsteps come near my side of the bed, someone's presence becoming very much noticeable

Her smooth hand runs over my cheek, and I try my hardest not to move or give any sign that I'm awake

"your different aren't you? you dont get it now,but you will later." she sighs and goes to move her hand when I catch it softly

I open my eyes, and see her own hazel eyes staring back at me, tears hidden in them

"why'd you stay with Irene for so long?"

She makes no attempt to move her hand, which not gonna lie is kinda surprising me. I was excepting her to just move it away, and then walk out.

But she hasn't, she's still here, teary eyed and in my grasp

I stare at her, her perfectly smooth skin that shimmers slightly in the light.  Her perfectly full lips trembling ever so slightly. And her eyes. . .

I'm not a pervert, but her eyes are a complete other story

Her hazel eyes stare down at me, the light hitting them so that they look almost green. Her pupils are perfectly rounded.

How is someone this pretty?

The door knocks, and Jennie moves away. Softly grabbing my wrist and detaching it from her hand

"y-you should get some sleep. i'll tell them you were awake all night" she mutters, stepping back from me

I shake my head and stand up, pulling the covers up neatly as  I grab her hand again. 

It's soft and warm, not to mention it fits like a puzzle piece.

"we're coming down now" I shout to whoever is at the door.

It could be my dad or Chaeng.  Jisoo has no manners whatsoever and my mom just doesn't care

"Look, let's go down and have some fun today. I bet you've never been paint-balling right?"

Jennie looks down at the ground with a sad smile

"No, I haven't. But that was my own choice"

I pull her gently along with me, her hand still wrapped in mine as we leave my room

"How come? It's super fun" I defend, wanting to get her back in her usual mood again

She raises and eyebrow and walks beside me on the stairs

"How is getting multiple bruises on multiple parts of your body fun? If anything it's painful"

I shrug my shoulders engrossed in the conversation

"Meh, I like it"

Jennie smirks suggestively and I instantly regret my words

"So you like it with a bit of pain? How do you feel about biting?" She suggests, eyeing me up

I blush and groan as we sit down on the kitchen stalls

"Shut up"

Jisoo clears her throat, which makes me look over at her

"Morning guys"  I say, blush still on my face

Her innuendos are just crazy man

"So, you two together?" She asks, smirking

Little shit

"No we're not. why?" Jennie asked, a fake smile plastered on her face

"Nothing nothing, the hand holding made me think otherwise" Jisoo says, getting a small laugh from my dad

I grit my teeth and only allow the words I wanna say fill my head

"I hold all of my friends hands, it's just yours are too dirty" I say, glaring at her

My mom and dad burst out laughing, and Chaeyoung hides a smirk as she taps Jisoo's shoulder

Jennie slowly tries to remove her hand from mine while we eat our cereal, well while I eat my cereal.

But I decide not to let go

Why? I don't know. I still feel bad

She eventually gives up and I smirk and spoon some chocolate milk and coco pops into my mouth.

"You know Lisa, you keep holding my hand like this, I might get confused with your intentions, and make mine as clear as day" she whispers seductively into my ear.

I choke on the milk, it spilling out of my mouth and nose. I quickly release Jennie's hand so I can cover my mouth as my eyes start to water.

Jennie gets up and pats my back while smiling

Jisoo and mom start laughing hysterically at me, while my dad and Chaeyoung bite their lips to hide their laughs

She's pure evil.





a/n im sorryyyy i overslept lmaoo

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