| Fan Fiction |
by mg6991**
[Yeon Hee's POV]
I was at my room in the hospital waiting for Jaejoong oppa to visit me. I really can't believe that he agreed to go out with me!!!
I was lying in my bed reading a magazine when someone suddenly entered the door.
"Jaejoong oppa!What took you so-"
"It's me."
"Yoochun-sshi? I'm very sorry! I just thought that you were Jaejoong oppa!" I told him as I put my hand at the back of my head out of embarasment.
"Yeah. I just came to visit you." he told me as he put a basket of fruits at my table beside my bed.
"Yoochun-sshi."
"What is it?" he asked me
"I really don't know you or know what you are doing." I told him as I curled up my hair behind my ear.
"So? What do you want to kow?" he asked me.
"I just wanted t get to know you better."
He became quiet for a few minutes before answering my question.
"Yeon Hee, can you stand up?" he asked me as he stood up from his seat.
"Of course!" I told him as I literally jumped off the bed.
He then escorted meoutside my room towards th elevator.
He then pressed the button going to the 17th floor. We were in the 21st floor then.
"Yoochun-sshi, where are we going?" I asked him again.
He just smiled at me as we went out of the elevator. we already arrived at the 17th floor.
He then escorted me towards the room at the end of the hallway. When he opened the door, I discovere that there were agrand piano inside.
He then sat down in the chair facing the piano.
"Wow Yoochun-sshi! You play the piano?" I asked him as I sat down beside him as he started playing on the piano softly.
He didn't answer what I told him as he concentrated on is playing. So I decided to close my eyes and concentrated on the soft melody that the piano were producing.
I feel that all of the problems in my mind are being washed away by that melody.. I feel.. I remember...
Flashbacks of good memories, bad memories, sweet memories and the worst of all, hurting memories.
Him hugging me, him kissing me, him telling me that he loves me an th worst of all, him leaving me..
"Yeon Hee?" he called me as he stopped playing on the piano.
"Wh-what?" I asked him as I opened my eyes and sniffed. I never did realize that I was already tearing up.
"Are you hurt somewhere?" he asked me.
"No.. I- got- to- go- okay?" I told him in between breaths because I was already crying.
I then rushed out of the room, hurried upwards to my room and shut it close..
He was the person that I once loved... He was the person that loved me... He was the person that left me.. And he was the person that I was trying to forget..
It was him... Park Yoochun... My ex-boyfriend... The person that I once loved..
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