Capítulo 12: Boys Over Friends

After 10 minutes of reflecting on my 'bad behavior' I have came to mature decision that I was right and Shiwoo is a stinky head. I fail to see where I was in the wrong although I had 20/20 vision.

I unlocked the car door and went back into the café. To my surprise what's her face was gone leaving only the three members at the table. Shiwoo looked up from his bottle of Soju at me as I walked towards the table. I avoided him as I tapped Harin on the shoulder.

"I'm ready to go home" I said.

"Okay Shiwoo can take you" she shrugged it off.

I tapped her harder to ask her to repeat because I clearly didn't hear her right.

"Yes Tally" she said annoyed.

"I said I am ready to go home so let's go home" I said tapping my foot.

"And I said Shiwoo can take you home. I am on a date right now do you mind?" she staring at Shiwoo as she said that.

I couldn't believe my ears. Was she actually choosing him over me? In public?!

"Fine" I said angrily, "ditch your friend of four years for a guy. It's okay don't worry about me. I can walk home" I said turning on my heal.

I heard her sigh but she didn't come after me. Instead in her place was Shiwoo.

"Lets go" he said.

I turned to look at him up and down then walked out of the café. I walked down the street towards our apartment. I deserved a nap from the day I have had.

"I'm not going to tell you again Atalia" he said sternly.

I scoffed and continued walking then to my surprise I felt hands snaking their way around my waist and lifted me over their shoulders.

"Let me go" I said kicking and screaming.

He ignored me and smacked me on my ass to silence me.

"Ow" I yelped.

"If you squirm one more time I will put you across my lap" he said without a hint of bluff in his voice.

I decided to stay quiet as he opened the door to the passengers side and placed me there. His arms brushed against my breast as he bucked my seatbelt. I stiffened and he noticed but he decided to ignore it and closed the car door.

I watched him as he rounded the car to the drivers side. He entered the car and I turned my head to look out the window. I didn't have to speak to him and I wasn't going to.

"Where to?" he asked as he placed the key in the ignition and turned it.

The car purred. The engine sounded so sweet which distracted me for a while.

"Are you into cars?" he asked as he gave it a rev.

"Not really" I said shrugging, "I live at the University of Korea dorm apartment complex." I turned to look out the window again.

He reversed out of the parking space into the street. He turned in the direction of the apartment and continued down the road. His reverse and driving skills were impressive. Maybe if he wasn't an ass I would have actually drooled. I wasn't going tell him that though. I still sat in the passengers seat staring out the window pouting like a spoilt child.

The apartment wasn't far away from the café. It was a less than 5 minutes walk. However it felt as if we were driving for hours. The silence in the car didn't help the situation at all. It was almost lunch time in Seoul so the streets were very busy. There was a huge traffic line and I seriously considered getting out and walking home. I would have made a run for it if he hadn't place the child lock on. Great, just great.

"So what's your favorite color?" he asked out of the blue.

Shocked by his sudden question I turned to look at him with a raised questioning brow.

"What?" he asked, "it will make the time go faster." He shrugged and focused back his eyes on the road.

"Blue" I said still looking out the window.

He hummed at my response. I contemplated asking him his favorite but refrained. Knowing a person's favorite color gets you a step closer to being their friend. I didn't want to be affiliated with Shiwoo neither friends nor enemies. I looked out the window and saw that we were almost there.

He pulled into the parking lot of the Dorm and turned the engine off. I unbuckled my self and turned to him and say thank you. I tried opening the door but to my dismay found that the child lock still was on.

"Could you please take this off so that I can leave?" I asked politely.

He just stared at me for a while then proceeded to unbuckled himself and exited the car. What the? I thought as I saw him rounding the car towards me. He opened his door and stretched out his hand for me to take it. I looked it up and down then swatted it away. What does he think this is a Cinderella Movie? I thought as I exited the car.

I heard him sigh and closed the door behind me. Was he trying to be nice? I pondered. Whatever I still hated him. He ran in front of me to get the elevator door and motion for me to get in bowing with one arm across his abdomen and the other held out in the air. He looked funny.

What has gotten into him? I thought as I considered taking the stairs just for the heck of it.

"Would you hurry up and get in!" he said impatiently.

I walked at snail's pace just to piss him off further. It worked for he got out of he elevator and threw me over his shoulder as if I was a sack of potatoes.

"I'm not some sack of potatoes that you can throw over your shoulders whenever you please!" I yelled

"You're right." He said as he pushed the button to my floor. How did he know where I live? Was he stalking me?

"Potatoes don't whine, complain or give trouble" he stated.

"I wouldn't have done any of those things if I weren't provoked to" I said folding my arms over his shoulder. It was a very uncomfortable position and he had full view of my ass.

The elevator dinged signaling we have reached our destination. I thought he would have been tired from carrying me and would have placed me to my feet already but this boy carried me all the way to the door. Was he trying to impress me?

"Thank you Mr. Sir for taking me home although I would have rather much walked" I said expecting him to put me down but Lo and behold I was still swinging across his shoulder like damn a bear skin coat.

"You can put me down now" I said feeling lightheaded from too much blood rushing to my head. "I won't get hurt on the way in and besides you don't have a ke-" he cut me off before I could finish my sentence when he pulled a key from his pocket. What was he doing with our extra key I thought Harin said she lost it.

I lost my train of thought when he opened the door and went in. I was going to barf. He placed me on the couch and I fell with a thud. I felt dizzy so I didn't even bothered to argue.

I expected him to leave but I heard him in the kitchen. His comfort here was very suspicious. I felt queasy and ran to the bathroom and puked my guts out. I saw my coffee going down the drain as I groaned and laid my head on the toilet. I was going to kill Shiwoo I thought as the door opened.