Bring Me To Life (Chapter 19)
Title: Bring Me To Life
By: changline
Rating: g
Pairing: Changmin and OC
Genre: romance, a little angst
Summary: Aline was getting tired of her life, until one guy made her see that it was beautiful...
(Prologue and Chapter 1), (Chapter 2), (Chapter 3), (Chapter 4), (Chapter 5), (Chapter 6),
(Chapter 7), (Chapter 8), (Chapter 9), (Chapter 10), (Chapter 11), (Chapter 12), (Chapter 13), (Chapter 14), (Chapter 15), (Chapter 16), (Chapter 17),(Chapter 18)
May 4, 2009...
“Bye mom. Bye dad. Bye sis.” Aline hugged her whole family goodbye as we were about to board our plane for England.
I said goodbye to my family as well. We then made our way toward the line of people who were boarding the same plane as us.
Our first stop in our European tour was United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, followed by France, Italy, Switzerland, Germany, and Spain. In all of the places we visited during our weeks together, we never failed to try their cuisine; we bought souvenirs and surprises for our family and friends, and bought other things that we liked. We made friends and went out to clubs and bars with them at night.
One night in Paris at a club the girls, in the group of friends we made, pulled Aline toward the dance floor. Pierre, Jacque and I stayed in our table and watched them join the other dancers. When the crowd grew too big for us to see them, we faced each other and talked about anything under the sun.
A sudden burst of really loud cheers made us look toward the dance floor. Problem was, we couldn’t see anything.
“I wonder whose dancing.” Pierre said.
Jacque stood up and tried to see. “It’s your girlfriend.” He said, looking at me. “She’s a hell of a dancer.” He continued.
I’ve never seen Aline dance before, so I stood up and looked. Damn! He wasn’t exaggerating; she really is a hell of a dancer. I watched, mesmerized at the way she moved to the rhythm of the music. The way she was grinding her body and moving her hips was making me hot and hard.
“You better go and partner-up with her man before those guys eyeing her do it first.” Pierre said as he gave me a push toward the dance floor.
I broke in through the circle at the same time another guy did. He looked at Aline and then at me, clearly challenging me and giving me a ‘I’m-the-one-whose-going-to-dance-with-her’ look. But before he could make a move, Aline saw me and danced toward me. I smirked at the guy and gave him a ‘wanna-bet?’ look. When she reached me, I took her by the waist and dipped her. I twirled her around the dance floor and we performed a modernized rumba, modernized by us anyway. We danced for the rest of the night and ended up sleeping in the same bed that night, neither of us able to change into our PJ’s.
***
The first thing I noticed was the arm around my waist and someone’s warm breath fanning my neck. I turned my head a bit and saw Changmin’s sleeping face only inches away from mine. ‘Why are we in the same bed?’ I thought as I turned back to my side and started to get up. Before I was even half-up, I was pulled back down.
“Mmm.” Changmin moaned in protest and cuddled me closer to him.
It would have been really nice to stay that way for the rest of the morning, but the thing is, I gotta go. I gotta go to the bathroom fast, or else.
“Min, wake up.” I said in a soothing voice as I reached over and shook him.
“Mmm. Five more minutes hyung.”
I really can’t hold it in anymore, he has to let me go, now. My bladder’s about to burst.
“Oi! WAKE UP MIN!” I shouted.
He sat up abruptly, letting me go in the process, and looked around the room.
“Huh? Is the house on fire?” He asked groggily.
I didn’t answer him and just rushed to the bathroom before it was too late. When I was done, he was once again asleep.
Sigh. ‘He looks just like an angel when he’s sleeping.’ I thought as I sat down on my side of the bed and watched him. ‘But of course what he looks like when he’s sleeping is almost the exact opposite of what he’s like when he’s awake.’ I giggled on this thought.
My fit of giggles turned into a squeal of surprise when I was suddenly pulled down on the bed and found myself lying on Changmin’s arm and facing him, his face mere inches from mine.
He pecked me on the lips, opened his eyes and greeted me a good morning. Instead of greeting him back, I covered my nose with my two hands.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, frowning slightly at my actions.
“Morning breath.” I answered with a giggle.
He made a face before taking my hands off my face and blowing full force on me. It was a good thing I held my breath.
“Eeew.” I said even though I didn’t smell anything.
He made a face again before he got up and headed for the bathroom.
“I’m not kissing you again, ever, if you don’t apologize.” He said before slamming the door of the bathroom.
I laughed. “Bring it on. We’ll see who can’t resist the urge and suffer.” It’s was mean of me, I know, but sometimes I just can’t help but tease him.
At the last destination of their tour (Italy), 8:00 pm...
Changmin hasn’t kissed me for four days already. Apart from the kiss part, our relationship still went on smoothly.
We were each preparing for bed when he opened the topic about that day.
“Aren’t you going to apologize to me?” He asked.
“Nope.” I answered without hesitation.
He was pouting when I made my way to my bed after turning off the lights. I laughed as I told him goodnight and slept.
***
‘Damn! Letting go of that statement 5 days ago was a huge mistake, she doesn’t seem to be affected at all.’ I thought. I looked at her still sleeping form on the other side of the room.
Sigh. I have to do something about this later. I only have about three hours of sleep left before her usual waking hour.
***
Sounds of footsteps could be heard inside the room. The bed shifted as someone sat on it before lying down and cuddling the sleeping person occupying the bed.
The eyes of the sleeping person gradually opened and squinted when a burst of sunlight greeted them. The person stretched as she began to wake. She froze when she realized she was brushing against somebody.
“Min, what are you doing in my bed?” I asked.
“I want a good morning kiss.”
I chuckled, “I thought you weren’t going to kiss me, ever, until I apologize; and I haven’t apologized yet.”
“I don’t care.”
“Oh, but I do.”
He groaned and hugged me closer.
“Come on Al.” He begged. I know for a fact that he’s pouting even though I can’t see his face, his voice indicated as much.
“No.” He kicked against the bed like a kid deprived of his favourite candy, which in a sense I guess is true. I giggled away, and laughed out loud when I couldn’t keep it in anymore.
“Yah! You can’t deprive your boyfriend of a kiss.”
“You’re the one who deprived yourself of it.” I said.
“Okay, okay, it’s my fault already. Can I have a kiss now?”
“Hmm. I’m not sure yet.” I said as I turned in his arms to face him.
“Do you really want it?” I asked once I was facing him.
He nodded vigorously.
“Hmm. On one condition.” I said, looking into his eyes.
“What it is?” He asked eagerly.
“I want cake and ice cream today.”
He grinned widely, slowly lowered his head and said, “No, problem.” before his lips touched mine.
We spent the remaining days of our trip in much the same way as we did when it began, the only difference is we sleep in the same bed now. It’s a nice experience waking up in the arms of the person you loved. Yes, I’m finally able to admit to myself that I’m in love with him.
At the end of summer vacation, I enrolled for my 4th year in college and he started working at his family’s company. He was based in London, the main base of their company.
By: changline
Rating: g
Pairing: Changmin and OC
Genre: romance, a little angst
Summary: Aline was getting tired of her life, until one guy made her see that it was beautiful...
(Prologue and Chapter 1), (Chapter 2), (Chapter 3), (Chapter 4), (Chapter 5), (Chapter 6),
(Chapter 7), (Chapter 8), (Chapter 9), (Chapter 10), (Chapter 11), (Chapter 12), (Chapter 13), (Chapter 14), (Chapter 15), (Chapter 16), (Chapter 17),(Chapter 18)
May 4, 2009...
“Bye mom. Bye dad. Bye sis.” Aline hugged her whole family goodbye as we were about to board our plane for England.
I said goodbye to my family as well. We then made our way toward the line of people who were boarding the same plane as us.
Our first stop in our European tour was United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, followed by France, Italy, Switzerland, Germany, and Spain. In all of the places we visited during our weeks together, we never failed to try their cuisine; we bought souvenirs and surprises for our family and friends, and bought other things that we liked. We made friends and went out to clubs and bars with them at night.
One night in Paris at a club the girls, in the group of friends we made, pulled Aline toward the dance floor. Pierre, Jacque and I stayed in our table and watched them join the other dancers. When the crowd grew too big for us to see them, we faced each other and talked about anything under the sun.
A sudden burst of really loud cheers made us look toward the dance floor. Problem was, we couldn’t see anything.
“I wonder whose dancing.” Pierre said.
Jacque stood up and tried to see. “It’s your girlfriend.” He said, looking at me. “She’s a hell of a dancer.” He continued.
I’ve never seen Aline dance before, so I stood up and looked. Damn! He wasn’t exaggerating; she really is a hell of a dancer. I watched, mesmerized at the way she moved to the rhythm of the music. The way she was grinding her body and moving her hips was making me hot and hard.
“You better go and partner-up with her man before those guys eyeing her do it first.” Pierre said as he gave me a push toward the dance floor.
I broke in through the circle at the same time another guy did. He looked at Aline and then at me, clearly challenging me and giving me a ‘I’m-the-one-whose-going-to-dance-with-her’ look. But before he could make a move, Aline saw me and danced toward me. I smirked at the guy and gave him a ‘wanna-bet?’ look. When she reached me, I took her by the waist and dipped her. I twirled her around the dance floor and we performed a modernized rumba, modernized by us anyway. We danced for the rest of the night and ended up sleeping in the same bed that night, neither of us able to change into our PJ’s.
***
The first thing I noticed was the arm around my waist and someone’s warm breath fanning my neck. I turned my head a bit and saw Changmin’s sleeping face only inches away from mine. ‘Why are we in the same bed?’ I thought as I turned back to my side and started to get up. Before I was even half-up, I was pulled back down.
“Mmm.” Changmin moaned in protest and cuddled me closer to him.
It would have been really nice to stay that way for the rest of the morning, but the thing is, I gotta go. I gotta go to the bathroom fast, or else.
“Min, wake up.” I said in a soothing voice as I reached over and shook him.
“Mmm. Five more minutes hyung.”
I really can’t hold it in anymore, he has to let me go, now. My bladder’s about to burst.
“Oi! WAKE UP MIN!” I shouted.
He sat up abruptly, letting me go in the process, and looked around the room.
“Huh? Is the house on fire?” He asked groggily.
I didn’t answer him and just rushed to the bathroom before it was too late. When I was done, he was once again asleep.
Sigh. ‘He looks just like an angel when he’s sleeping.’ I thought as I sat down on my side of the bed and watched him. ‘But of course what he looks like when he’s sleeping is almost the exact opposite of what he’s like when he’s awake.’ I giggled on this thought.
My fit of giggles turned into a squeal of surprise when I was suddenly pulled down on the bed and found myself lying on Changmin’s arm and facing him, his face mere inches from mine.
He pecked me on the lips, opened his eyes and greeted me a good morning. Instead of greeting him back, I covered my nose with my two hands.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, frowning slightly at my actions.
“Morning breath.” I answered with a giggle.
He made a face before taking my hands off my face and blowing full force on me. It was a good thing I held my breath.
“Eeew.” I said even though I didn’t smell anything.
He made a face again before he got up and headed for the bathroom.
“I’m not kissing you again, ever, if you don’t apologize.” He said before slamming the door of the bathroom.
I laughed. “Bring it on. We’ll see who can’t resist the urge and suffer.” It’s was mean of me, I know, but sometimes I just can’t help but tease him.
At the last destination of their tour (Italy), 8:00 pm...
Changmin hasn’t kissed me for four days already. Apart from the kiss part, our relationship still went on smoothly.
We were each preparing for bed when he opened the topic about that day.
“Aren’t you going to apologize to me?” He asked.
“Nope.” I answered without hesitation.
He was pouting when I made my way to my bed after turning off the lights. I laughed as I told him goodnight and slept.
***
‘Damn! Letting go of that statement 5 days ago was a huge mistake, she doesn’t seem to be affected at all.’ I thought. I looked at her still sleeping form on the other side of the room.
Sigh. I have to do something about this later. I only have about three hours of sleep left before her usual waking hour.
***
Sounds of footsteps could be heard inside the room. The bed shifted as someone sat on it before lying down and cuddling the sleeping person occupying the bed.
The eyes of the sleeping person gradually opened and squinted when a burst of sunlight greeted them. The person stretched as she began to wake. She froze when she realized she was brushing against somebody.
“Min, what are you doing in my bed?” I asked.
“I want a good morning kiss.”
I chuckled, “I thought you weren’t going to kiss me, ever, until I apologize; and I haven’t apologized yet.”
“I don’t care.”
“Oh, but I do.”
He groaned and hugged me closer.
“Come on Al.” He begged. I know for a fact that he’s pouting even though I can’t see his face, his voice indicated as much.
“No.” He kicked against the bed like a kid deprived of his favourite candy, which in a sense I guess is true. I giggled away, and laughed out loud when I couldn’t keep it in anymore.
“Yah! You can’t deprive your boyfriend of a kiss.”
“You’re the one who deprived yourself of it.” I said.
“Okay, okay, it’s my fault already. Can I have a kiss now?”
“Hmm. I’m not sure yet.” I said as I turned in his arms to face him.
“Do you really want it?” I asked once I was facing him.
He nodded vigorously.
“Hmm. On one condition.” I said, looking into his eyes.
“What it is?” He asked eagerly.
“I want cake and ice cream today.”
He grinned widely, slowly lowered his head and said, “No, problem.” before his lips touched mine.
We spent the remaining days of our trip in much the same way as we did when it began, the only difference is we sleep in the same bed now. It’s a nice experience waking up in the arms of the person you loved. Yes, I’m finally able to admit to myself that I’m in love with him.
At the end of summer vacation, I enrolled for my 4th year in college and he started working at his family’s company. He was based in London, the main base of their company.