It was now 11am and I was getting ready to meet with my sister for lunch. I was brushing my hair in the bathroom
IAN POV
I couldn't believe how well I slept. That was
probably the best sleep I've ever had. I didn't
know why she had such a huge effect on me.
Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by a
small buzzing.
I picked up her phone and looked at the caller
ID. I rolled my eyes. Should I answer it.
"Hello?" Ianswered with a stern voice.
"Ian? Where's Gaeu ?" Lucas asked.
"She's busy, stop calling her so often." I replied sternly and hung up. I felt a swarm of possessiveness over me.
Why do I feel like this?
GAEUN POV
Jackson flew with us to London. He was like our body guard. He dropped us off at the restaurant.
I felt Ian slip his hand into mine softly. I
glanced at him as his eyes met mine. So deep and mysterious. I felt so trapped.
"Umm, you ready?' He asked softly.
"U-Uh...mhmm...." I looked away shaking my head shooing away thoughts.
We entered the restaurant and my face lit up
as I saw my sister. We hugged tightly.
"Ivan?" Ian questioned.
"Ian??" My sister's husband asked.
"Umm you two know each other?" Mia asked.
"Yeah we're good friends."Ian spoke as Ivan and him hugged,Small world.
"Oh my gosh Gaeun, you look amazing." She cupped my cheeks.
"So do you!!" We squealed.
"You must be the fiance." She death glared Ian. Ian nodded keeping his confidence
After a while of catching up my sister spoke
"Soo you both are getting married in April..."
she said. We nodded. "You two seem....close...." she said staring at our hands interlocked.
Ian and I looked at each other and let go.
"No we're n-not...." I replied.
After lunch we headed back to the car.
"Did you have fun?" He asked.
"Mmhmm, I haven't seen my sister in forever," I spoke aloud. "What do you wanna do now?" I asked.
"I have some work to do." He replied sternly.
"Oh...can we do something else?" I asked with a smile.
"I have work to do." He said.
"You always work." I huffed.
"Look who's talking." He scoffed. I
rolled my eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me!" He scowled.
"Come on, let's do something fun." I pleaded.
"Like what?" He asked.
20 minutes later:
"See isn't this fun?" I asked eating the ice cream.
"It's just ice cream." He huffed.
"Yeah but it's ice cream with the view of Big Ben duhhh."I chuckled. He rolled his eyes.
"How are you allowed to roll your eyes!" I yelled.
"Because I'm not you." He replied with a smirk.
"You're so boring."' I said.
"I am not!" He took full offense.
"Sure." I said clearly not convinced.
"I am not boring," he said.
"Fine mr. workaholic." I muttered.
"Why do you work so much, and you never
smile!" I pointed out.
"Smiling is for amateurs." He said bluntly, eating his ice cream.
"It is not!" I yelled.
"I've been working my whole life what do you expect?" He said.
"Well, it wouldn't kill you to smile a bit." I nudged him.
"Well I don't wanna be an amateur." He smirked I sighed.
"Stop sighing it's annoying!!" He scowled.
"Ok ok geeze calm down, don't be so moody."' I said.
After a long day we headed home. "I call
bathroom first!" He yelled. ""Oh come on!" I
huffed. After I got ready for bed and I wore my
pajamas. I came out of the bathroom only to see him on his laptop.