Epilogue

He pushed me up against the wall, my hands pinned above my head, I look up into his eyes pleading for him to let me go, as I plead his grip tightens on my wrist.

"Minho please let me go", I plead even more,

His face nears mine, I hold my breath and close my eyes expecting to be kissed, my heart skipping a beat each time he moves closer, he breathes in my cologne

'He breathes in my cologne!! He did all this, made me feel all these feelings to smell me!!' I think to myself.

I finally find the courage to push him away from me. He stumbles back, almost falling over. As he finds his footing I've begun to walk away, he grabs me by the wrist pulling me back into him, I fall into his broad chest as we both fall to the ground, my face inches away from his. I quickly sit up trying to get to my feet I freeze as I look him up and down realising his shirt has ripped open, his toned chest barring right at me. Unable to move I sit on him silently, starring at his chest, his beautifully smooth toned chest. I feel a hand grip around my wrist, snapping me out of my daze, suddenly I'm pulled down, I manage to stop myself from smashing into his face,

"Wwwhat are you doing?", I mutter,

"You were staring at my chest, I thought I should snap you out of it",

"You, you can't keep doing this to me", I mutter,

I try to sit up, but he holds me down, his hands snake around my waist. I try to move his hands away from my waist, he grips my wrists, managing to pull me in closer, my head falls next to his,

"I'm going to kiss you now", he whispers into my ears,

"What!?", I sit up quickly, he follows me simultaneously

"I'm done waiting, I've been wanting to do it for a long time now", he states seductively,

"We can't be doing this anymore", I state

He pulls me in closely, my heart beating fast as the space between our lips shorten, I slowly close my eyes as his hand snakes around my face to my neck, my lips fall onto his, our lips part as our first kiss gets more passionate, slowly parting my lips further while pushing his tongue into mine, his hands slowly moving down my body. I fall into the same pattern as before, my body reacts willingly to the known feeling, I don't wish to let go of the past, to let go of him, but it's the only thing that will help our band continue.

"I wander what they are doing, they've been in there a while",

"They're probably fighting, they are always fighting",

"they're being pretty quiet for two people fighting, maybe nothings happening",

We jump up from the floor as we hear the voices of our band mates coming from outside the room.

"Come on, we should stop them from fighting",

The door opens as we stand across from each other frozen in place, we look at each other nervously as they all fall into the room.

Without hesitation I leave the room quickly, not looking behind me. Tears form in my eyes as I walk away.