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"No!"

I pushed the covers off of me, jumping out of the bed in shock. My eyes landed on my light pink dress lying on the floor, waiting for me to pick it up. I quickly snatched it with my hands and threw it over my head, using my fingers to help it slide down my body.

I heard a tired groan coming from Mark as I sat back down on the bed to put my heels on. He used his elbows to push himself up from the soft cushioned mattress. He hissed in pain, immediately bringing his hand to his head. His hangover must've kicked in, I'm just surprised mine hasn't yet.

"What happened?" His raspy morning voice questioned as I just finished putting my shoes on.

I take it, he doesn't remember anything either.

"That's what I would like to know." I stated clearly stressed out from this whole situation. I stood up, in search of my phone.

Mark finally removed his hand from his head as the pain settled. He just then realized that he was almost naked if it wasn't for the boxer briefs that rested on his body. He looked up at me shocked as I was still looking for my missing phone.

"Wait—We didn't do what I think we did..did we?" Mark questioned me, hoping I would know the answer.

"I don't know, Mark." I said, slamming one of the drawers shut.

I was becoming more and more aggravated by the second.

"Why can't I find my stupid phone?!" I shouted, but I knew it wasn't just for the phone.

I was clearly mad that I couldn't remember anything from the night before.

"It's okay, y/n." Mark said, trying to calm me down.

He got out of the bed and grabbed his pair of ripped jeans from the floor, sliding them on.

"It's not okay! We could've done something very bad last night, but we were too drunk to realize!" I yell at him, panicking.

I continued looking for my phone by rummaging through the bed sheets. I threw them about taking my anger out on them, creating a mess.

He was still shirtless when he walked over to me, grabbing my face with his hands. He stared into my eyes deeply in a reassuring way, causing me to stop what I was doing.

"Listen to me, everything is going to be fine." He spoke in a calm voice.

"Yugyeom's going to kill us." I spoke with fear, grabbing a hold of Mark's hands.

I know I shouldn't feel guilty, but I do. I couldn't help it. Sleeping with Mark one night and going on a date with his best friend the next, that's fucked up and something I would never do.

"Not if he doesn't find out." He reminded me and I quickly nodded my head, trying to calm down.

"You go first, I'll find your phone." Mark said, releasing me from his hold. I looked around the room at the mess I caused before nodding.

"Yeah, okay." I whispered before walking to the bedroom door.

I slowly opened the door, but gave Mark one last look to be sure. He just gave me a small smile and that's when I understood and left him alone.

• I •

After cleaning myself up at Jaebum's house, I got him to drop me off at school. I already missed half of my classes and I didn't want to be absent for anymore.

I was sitting in my seat in class as my hangover started to kick in. In this moment, I had a major headache, but I tried my best to ignore it.

"Hey y/n, fun party last night, right?" Momo says while turned around in her chair as she sits in the desk in-front of me.

"Yeah, I guess." I state blankly, brushing her off as I try to finish my classwork.

"Funny thing is, I didn't see you leave the party. It's almost like you spent the night at Bambam's house." She explains.

I place my pencil down and look up at her only to see an evil grin plastered across her face. I furrow my brows at her statement before speaking.

"..so what? Bambam and I are friends, he would obviously let me crash at his place if I wanted." I say, slightly annoyed.

I keep thinking that she might know about the situation with Mark and I, but then again, how would she even know?

"You're probably right."

She held an innocent smile on her face, but only if I knew how deceiving that smile is.

I ignore her and raise my hand, waiting for the teacher to call on me.

"Yes, y/n? What do you need?" Mrs. Byun asks.

"Can I use the bathroom?" I ask, putting my hand back down as my palms were begging to feel sweaty.

"Did you finish your classwork?"

"Yes."

"Then you may go ahead." She smiles.

"Thank you." I quickly stand, handing her my paper and rushed out of the classroom.

When I walked into the bathroom I ended up bumping into someone.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" Jennie states worriedly once realizing it was me. "You look..rough."

You notice Jisoo was in her as well, they were probably skipping class together.

"Yeah, you missed half of your classes." Jisoo adds.

"I'm fine, I just woke up late." I state, trying my best to give them a sincere smile.

Suddenly, both of their phones dinged at the same time as the both received a notification. I went to check if I got one too, but I remembered I didn't have my phone, Mark probably does.

"Oh God!" Jennie's eyes widen at the message she just opened.

She stares down at her phone with her hand, covering her mouth.

"What is it?" Jisoo asks out of confusion, she didn't feel like taking her phone out to check.

"Look!" Jennie exclaims, holding her phone up in front of our faces.

I snatch the phone from her hands after seeing the text. It was a picture of Mark and I sleeping next to each other in Bambam's guest bedroom.

Marks arms were holding me tight as we were sleeping. I stare closely at the photo as it was very obvious it was the two of us.

"What the hell? Who sent this?!" I holler in shock, trying not to freak out.

"I don't know, it says it was sent by someone anonymous." Jennie replies, panicking with me.

"Did you and Mark actually–"

"No! I mean, I don't think we did. I hope we didn't." I say, cutting Jisoo off as I try to stay positive, "Maybe, someone set us up!"

"Well, what are you going to do when Yugyeom sees this picture, huh?" Jennie asks and I just shake my head, not knowing.

"I'll just try to explain—"

"He's not going to believe anything you say! He's been very skeptical of you and Mark since day one. This picture of you two together isn't helping." She cuts me off, pointing at her phone.

"I don't even care anymore! If he gets jealous, that's his own fault. I'm not his girlfriend, he doesn't have the right to even be jealous!" I holler, frustrated.

"We're going to figure this out, okay? I'll try explaining the situation to Jackson and Bambam, they'll believe us." Jisoo reassures, trying to calm me down.

"Don't worry, we'll always be on your side no matter what." Jennie adds.

The sincerity in their voices was very clear. I let out a deep sigh, trying to calm down.

They both walk on the opposite side of me and link their arms around mine, walking me to the cafeteria as it was now time for lunch.

Once we stepped into the lunch room, a lot of whispering could be heard. Some of the students eyes were on me, but I tried my best to keep a poker face.

I look around only to notice most of the students were forming a circle in the middle of the room. A few were even recording what was happening.

My brows furrow as I only saw Jackson and Momo standing next to each other, but I didn't see the Yugyeom, Bambam, or Mark.

"Where are the others?" I question Jackson in a hurry.

"Bambam got sick after the party, so he stayed home, but um..Yugyeom and Mark are uh—right there." He informs, pointing towards the crowd of people.

Some of the students moved to the side so I could see. Yugyeom raises his fist and threw a hard punch to Mark's jaw, causing him to fall down.

Yugyeom got on top of Mark, throwing him more hits to the face. I swung my hand over my mouth as I watch the scene play out.

Mark kicked Yugyeom off of him, getting his own punches in. I wanted to interfere, but Jackson held me back.

"What happened?" Jisoo asks with wide eyes.

"Well, Mark came up to Yugyeom to give him y/n's phone saying, 'she left it this morning.' Yugyeom took it and that's when everyone received a message of that picture of Mark and y/n in bed together." Jackson explains. "One thing led to another and this happened."

"Don't you think that maybe you should stop them?" Jennie suggests as she held my hand in a supportive manner.

"How could you sleep her?!" Yugyeom shouts, throwing another punch to Mark face which left a scratch on his cheek, because of the ring on Yugyeom's finger.

"You could've gone for anyone, but you went for her!" Yugyeom swings again.

"Alright! That's enough!"

Jackson runs over and pulls Yugyeom away from Mark. Yugyeom struggles in his hold, trying to make it back to Mark who sat up on the floor coughing in pain as he was all bruised up.

Once I got my senses back, I run over to Mark. I gently grab ahold of his face, making him look at me. His lip had a big cut on it that was dripping with blood. There was also a giant bruise under his right eye. He was bloodied up pretty bad.

"Don't make things worse." He whispers, moving my hands away from his face, knowing Yugyeom was watching us both angrily.

I sigh, slowly standing up, sparing Mark one more glance before turning my gaze over to Yugyeom and Jackson.

I look around and notice all the students leaving, probably realizing the fight was already over as Yugyeom rips himself from Jackson's grasp.

"I thought you were my bestfriend!" Yugyeom shouts enraged.

Mark struggles to stand to his feet as he held onto his side in pain. He looked as if he wanted to say something, but didn't.

"..and you!" He eyes turn to me.

"I'm sorry for thinking you were different." He says almost silently. "I was stupid enough to think I actually had a chance."

He stomps over to me and I watch as he grabs my wrist, placing my phone in my hand with a pained look on his face that he was trying so hard to hide.

"I guess you can cancel our date now." He scoffs.

"Yugyeom.." I speak almost silently.

I let out a big breath I was holding in as I watch him walk away. I stare down at my phone in my hand, not knowing what to do now.

I feel Jennie wrap her arms around my waist from behind. She doesn't say anything, she just hugs me, trying to comfort me. I hold onto her arms wanting to cry, but I didn't.

What I didn't notice was when Jennie looked over my shoulder, she spotted Momo behind Jackson with a happy grin on her face.

Jennie kept quiet trying to process her thoughts. She didn't know what to think of it or why Momo looks as if she's satisfied with the situation that was going on.

"Maybe we should go check on him?" Momo asks Jackson looking all innocent.

"Yeah, I guess." He replies, exiting the cafeteria with Momo following behind.

Jennie releases me from the hug and looks at Jisoo with narrowed eyes, letting her know something's up.

"Jisoo and I have to go do some things, but will you be okay alone?" She questions with her hands placed on my shoulders.

I nod, giving her a fake smile, hoping she wouldn't see past my facade. Jennie just sighs before removing her hands.

"We'll call you later tonight, okay?" Jisoo reminds as we FaceTime almost every night.

"Okay." I give a weak smile.

Jennie takes Jisoo's arm and exits the lunch room.

"..I'm sorry.." I state as Mark and I were the only ones left in here.

"Don't apologize. I'm the one who told you everything was going to be okay. I was wrong." Mark sighs, walking over to me.

"Are you okay, though? Yugyeom didn't have the right to yell at you like that." He says and I just nod.

"Yeah, but I deserve it." I state sadly, but he shakes his head, disagreeing with me.

"Don't say that." He stops me from continuing, "He doesn't know the truth, you don't deserve to be treated like that."

"We don't even know the truth, Mark! For all we know, we probably did sleep together." I purse my lips, looking down at my feet.

"If that's the case then I don't regret one second of it." He speaks in a genuine tone as he rests his hand against my cheek.

He lifts my face to look up at him as I held a bleak expression. It was my fault he got hurt.

I gently brush my thumb against the scar on his cheek. He flinches in response, and my hand fell to my side. His eyebrows soon furrow once he notices as I begin to tear up.

"I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing! I already told you it's not your fault." He voices clearly aggravated, but I still felt sorry. I really convinced myself it was my fault.

I tried to hold in my tears, but a few must've escaped or Mark wouldn't have wrapped his arms around me like he did just now.

"Don't cry."

I could hear the pain in his words as his rib cage was badly injured, but he still hugged me tightly.

I wanted so badly to wrap my arms around him and hug him back, but I didn't. It doesn't feel right and I don't want to make things more worse than they already are.

I try to pull away from his grasp, but he holds onto me tightly, pulling me back. He seems to be desperate, as if he needed to tell me something.

"Don't—" I grip his shirt, trying to push myself away. "Mark—"

"I love you."

He confesses all of a sudden and I freeze. I still had a grip on the hems of his shirt, but I couldn't find myself to move away from him.

"I didn't want to, but I do." He reveals, holding me tighter against him.

"If I don't tell you now, I feel like I won't be able to." He voices as I remain quiet.

"..so I love you, y/n." He repeats and silent tears finally started spilling from my eyes.

• II •

A few hours later, school finally ended with the last bell. I left the building before anyone else, so I wouldn't have to speak to any of the nosy students.

My minds was spinning as I couldn't get the thought of Mark confessing to me out of my head. I didn't know what to think of it.

I fell for him the day he kissed me and I wanted to be with him. But so much has changed since then and I just don't know what I want anymore.

Mark told me that I didn't have to give him an answer. He just wanted me to know how he felt and that he loves me.

I couldn't believe it, Mark Tuan told me he loved me. After everything he went through to be with Victoria, but now he's suddenly in love with me. It was so hard for me to process or even believe.

"Oh God.." I sigh as I exit the school building watching as Jaebum's car pulls up to the school. I forgot he was picking me up today.

I walk over to the car, trying to dry my tears by fanning my face aggressively with my hands.

I open the passenger seat door and step in, keeping silent. I sit facing towards the window, so Jaebum couldn't see my face. My eyes were still red and it'd very obvious I had been crying.

"You ready?"

I nod as a sniffling sound came from my nose. I start to blink really fast to stop my tears from coming out.

"Hey, look at me." He says, but I wouldn't look over.

"Look at me." He repeats sternly, but I still didn't listen. "Y/n."

He grips my chin with his hand, forcing me to look at him. He furrows his brows as he stares at my tear-stained face. I gaze at him with doleful eyes, giving him a pleading look.

"..was it Yugyeom?" He asks, but I didn't answer.

"Answer me." He clenches his jaw, getting angrier by the second.

"Yes..." I finally answer with a few tears rolling down my face.

"I'll be right back." He whispers, gently wiping the tears from my cheeks.

I watch as Jaebum exits the car, slamming the door behind him. He walks up to Yugyeom and Jackson, who just left the building together. I knew he was pissed.

"Yah! Kim Yugyeom!" Jaebum shouts.

"Hyung?" Yugyeom and Jackson say in unison, surprised to see Jaebum at the school.

I gasp in shock, seeing as Jaebum punched Yugyeom right in the face, causing him to fall to the floor from the impact. Yugyeom stares up at Jaebum with wide eyes, not expecting that at all.

"Next time y/n cries because of you, a punch to the face won't be the only things you're getting." He threatens Yugyeom before walking back to the car angrily.

I continue to watch as Jackson helps Yugyeom off the ground also surprised by Jaebum's outburst. Yugyeom just holds his cheek in pain, pushing Jackson away from him.

"Let go! I don't need your help." He says pissed, storming off to his car.

"Fucking dick." Jackson scoffs at Yugyeom's childishness, walking in the other direction.

I don't think I will ever understand these boy's mindsets, but it's probably best I don't.

• • •