Oh, this Valentine's Day there are only heart-wrenching images, especially

ZERRIE

This matter isn't over yet. It's a short fic that will be very long.

In the next part, let's look at the story from the perspective of young Zen. Will this story be dramatic or not? Stay tuned.

P.S. Imagine yourself being the heroine. Wright forgot to think of the heroine's name. Haha.

PS. Two, below is the theme song. Or if anyone likes it

DAYLIGHT

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MAROON5

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Example before reading

“Do I have to choose a bra for you to get dressed?” Zen said in a quiet voice that I knew was the typical sarcasm for a man like Zen. I rolled my eyes before slamming the door that separated the closet from the bedroom in frustration.

It only took me ten minutes to stuff myself into a tight red dress and arrange my previously messy hair into long curls covering the bare shoulders that peeked out from the strapless dress. come I knew my dressing skills weren't as meticulous as a normal woman's should be, but the reflection in the large mirror in front of me made me gulp loudly at the brand new dress that was delivered to me. I look, uh, look..better in a way that might be, uh, precarious, yes, a bit precarious.

abundantly!!!

“Hey, what's wrong with you? Suddenly opened and not allowed to lurk and make a sound. What if I haven't finished getting dressed yet?"

"Well, she didn't lock it herself."

“I don't think there would be any man who would open the door when a woman was dressed.”

“He has a face like mine. Stop complaining and let's go. Harry has already called me a hundred times.” I looked at the back of the person who walked away without distress, with an expression of disbelief. Did you know that we know each other well? But I can't take it when I burst in like just now. Even though I know that he probably calculated the time based on my normal clothes.

At this point I started to wonder.

How could I fall in love with a man like Zen?

(This is a part. Read in full below.)

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Shalunla

People in love...usually have bright faces... People in love... often can't stop smiling... People in love...usually have good eyesight. Always see the person he loves more clearly than anyone else.. And that's why I can only secretly look at the face of that person in love... from here. A corner that is hidden from people's eyes and no one suspects it. But it was from a close enough angle to see him up close, so close that he looked over. “Ah.

Open your mouth and I'll purr it.” Why must I be in pain? When I choose to recognize it myself “I don't like desserts. Let me feed you instead..” ...It's just a picture of a young couple feeding each other cake. I never loved anyone At least that's what I believe. But the uncomfortable feeling in my chest made me unsure.

I've seen this picture many times. Yes, it won't be painful. But never had I felt the heat in my still eyes so clearly as this time. Maybe it's because it's not just feeding the cake like always... But it's a taste of the wedding cake of two people that will be held soon. Yes, Zayn is getting married to the person he loves...Perry.. . ...not me "

Why do you seem so quiet these days?” Zen was standing buttoning up his shirt in front of the large mirror in the fitting room. He said and looked at me through the glass with a questioning expression. I smile at him Just like two close friends smile at each other... “Or are you angry that I didn't tell you first that I was going to propose to Perry…” “Not at all.”

Actually, I would be more than happy. If you choose to forget me completely I wouldn't have had to witness it then. When Zane took Perry's hand into the backyard When Zen's mother and I were helping to prepare food When he knelt down and held out the ring box When my heart thumped hard for a fraction of a second.

Before I don't know it anymore... “You look very suitable for the groom's outfit.” “Don't change the subject…” Zane interrupted, his voice quiet after he finished fastening the last button. Zen didn't take the black suit he had tailored for the wedding and try it on. But he walked straight and stopped in front of me. A strong hand reached out and held my shoulders on both sides.

The heat from his hand made the blood in me pump faster and stronger. So strong that I felt like I was about to explode. Zen always looks good in a suit. Especially when he shaves off his beard. Although lately he hasn't been paying much attention to maintaining his image. He's thinner, his hazelnut-colored eyes framed by long lashes that I feel self-conscious about, every time I accidentally stare into them, they darken.

I don't know why. I thought that people in love would look even brighter than this... “I'm just disappointed. I thought I was going to be a friend of the groom. It's such a shame to be born as a woman.” Zen continued to look at me blankly, as if evaluating whether I was lying or not. And of course, if I accidentally looked into his eyes

Zen must know how I feel about him. I chose to look at the crooked bowtie he wore instead. Without taking my eyes off it, I untied it and tied it again. Because I know that Zen is lying to me. I tied it slowly as if to buy time to be close to him. Even if it was only a short time before he left. "I don't like you telling lies," Zen continued in a quiet voice.

He took his hand from my shoulder and pulled my wrist that was tying his bowtie. It was like telling me to stop distracting myself and stare at him. I paused before staring at him with what I thought was the most calm eyes. This is another disadvantage of mine. I've never once been able to lie to Zen.

It's probably only about my feelings. that Zen has never been able to catch “What exactly is wrong with you? If you have anything, tell me honestly." I love you... "Where are you dissatisfied with me? Why didn't you say it?” I'm dissatisfied that you always see him before me. Dissatisfied.

That you never knew how I felt, dissatisfied even though I knew I had no right. And that's why I didn't say anything. "Let go of me, Zen." "Not until you tell the truth," Zen said in a low, sly voice. Don't speak, don't speak.

Zen moved closer to me as if to force me to look into his eyes. Both of my hands were bound by one of his. With the other hand, he used it to smooth out the hair that was covering my face so he could easily detect my lies. You don't know. That it's just a small act. It also drives me crazy to the point where I can't control myself.

So close that it began to be difficult to breathe... So close that I started to hesitate.... “I..” love you... “It's me..” “Zen, Zen, are you finished yet?” ... ... ... Perry's call caught Zen's attention very well.

He almost let go of me and ran to Perry. But if that's the case, it would be pretty good. Zen turned and looked at me again with eyes that said he had definitely not forgotten. before going to pick up a suit and walking out of the dressing room I looked at Zen's back with various emotions slowly flowing out of me.

The edges of my eyes were hot again for the day. "Don't mess up my bachelorette party," Zane shouted as he walked over to Perry, who was waiting outside. I looked at the closed door and held my face in my hands and secretly looked in the mirror, ashamed. His face was red, spreading to his ears from his pounding heart and his eyes and nose that were equally red from holding back tears.

A rush of feelings made me confused. Zen's final words still echoed in my head. Zen says don't deviate from the appointment... But who cares? Just the incident just now proved that I wasn't ready to face Zen, so a place with only close friends. There was alcohol waiting to dull my sanity.

And there is the most terrifying culprit, Zen, gathered together like a bachelor party. It's definitely the last place I want to be. That's right, I missed Zane's bachelor party. Well, who would run into a tiger's den and be attacked by a tiger? But even then, I knew Zen well enough to guess that he would probably be calling me soon.

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Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr            

heavily!!!!! I turned to look at the mobile phone next to me in shock. Of course, the caller was none other than Zen. He definitely called me to come to his bachelor party, but dream on. Since I've decided to give up, there's no way I'm going to change my mind!!!! D..it's quiet already. Tid..sorry.

But if you hear this message, it means I'm not at home, not available to answer calls, or whatever. Please leave a message after this sound. And if I'm ready to contact you back.... A few seconds after the ringtone my phone went quiet. The home phone's automated answering message sounded.

I ran like a madman to the answering machine before debating whether or not to answer the phone. I know you're listening. Thinking of disrupting my bachelorette party? How dare you... Zen's irritated voice came through the answering machine. I secretly smiled a little knowing that at least

My existence still has some Zen influence. Even though it couldn't be compared to the care Zen had for Perry. ..You make me angry. Do you think you can escape me? Do you think I won't follow her to the room and beat her up? What the hell is going on!!!! The tone of Zen's increasing anger made me swallow hard.

Try if he talks like this. He must have come to my room to extract the truth from me like his mouth said. And that must be really bad. Why does he want to know the truth? Besides, there were a lot of people at his party. Without me alone, work wouldn't be as bad. Why do you say you're not angry?

Then why did she make an appointment with me? Wow!!! I'm not angry. It's just painful to accept the truth!!!!! I know you heard Count to three Hurry and answer the phone or I'll break into your room.. Huh..I can't. One, if Zen comes here.

And really thinking about getting the truth out of me... Two, no, no, if you accept, then I have to go to the party. Three!!!!!! Clink, nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo stupid, Zayn has already hung up the phone. You can accept it and pretend to be sick. Why couldn't I think of it? When I'm in a critical situation, I always become a fool. It's the most crazy thing. Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!! Don't tell me that... “

Open the door now. You son of a bitch!!!! Damn it... “I told you to open the door.” His voice emphasized each word, making me guess how hard he was trying to keep his emotions from raising his voice. Damn it, if I didn't open the door, there would be hope. That guy must have broken in. Even though I know running away isn't the solution. But what should I do?

Going to that guy's bachelorette party with the desire to cry every second? Just seeing the picture of them tasting that crappy cake together today made me speechless. I walked to a stop in front of the door that had been knocked on without seeming like the knocker was tired and sighed heavily. I vigorously rubbed my hair, making it look messy, like I had just gotten out of bed.

Rubbing your eyes to relieve the burning sensation. Then opened the door for Zen with the most normal expression on his face. "Hey..Zen..hey...don't drag me. It hurts." Zen didn't say anything. He almost leapt into the room. Plus, when he came in, he dragged me to the bedroom without saying a word. Zen dragged me to a stop in front of the closet.

walk in

With an expression on my face I couldn't guess what he was thinking. He glanced at the rack before picking up the red dress I'd bought for the bachelorette party. Although I really don't like strong colors like red. But I still decided to buy it because I thought the red color would help erase the gloomy atmosphere around me. Yes.

I just wanted to look brighter. “Put it on..” Zen stuffed a fiery red dress into my hand. Before dying, he sat on the bed, leaving me confused by his dictatorial actions. Okay, to be honest, I was stunned that he accidentally chose the dress I had intended to buy to wear to the party without me. Didn't say a word at all.

He also didn't force a confession out of me like I thought he would. “Do I have to choose a bra for you to get dressed?” Zen said in a quiet voice that I knew was the typical sarcasm for a man like Zen. I rolled my eyes before slamming the door that separated the closet from the bedroom in frustration.

It only took me ten minutes to stuff myself into a tight red dress and arrange my previously messy hair into long curls covering the bare shoulders that peeked out from the strapless dress. come I knew my dressing skills weren't as meticulous as a normal woman's should be, but the reflection in the large mirror in front of me made me gulp loudly at the brand new dress that was delivered to me. I look, uh, look..better in a way that might be, uh, precarious, yes, a little precarious, wow!!! “Hey, what's wrong with you?

Suddenly opened and not allowed to lurk and make a sound. What if I haven't finished getting dressed?" "Well, you won't lock it yourself." "I don't think any man would ever open the door while a woman is getting dressed." "It's someone like me. Stop complaining and let's go. Harry has already called me a hundred times.” I looked at the back of the person who walked away without distress, with an expression of disbelief.

Did you know that we know each other well? But I can't take it when I burst in like just now. Even though I knew that he had probably calculated the time based on my normal attire, at this point I was beginning to wonder. How could I fall in love with a man like Zen? “I'm wondering if you're gay. There are so many girls like this.

Why don't you seem interested?" "I'm single as your friend..." He said that a long time ago. Simple words that I can't get out of my head. “I don't like that blond guy at all…” “But he just asked me out. What do you think?” “Then just refuse!!!”

My brief statement that he was jealous of me was enough influence to make me turn down a date request from the hottest guy in school. “That woman is quite interesting, don't you think?” “If you're interested, go ahead and flirt. Why are you standing there so stubbornly?" The first chance I had to encourage him to meet Perry. "That idiot!!

Perry hasn't told me a word about what happened." "Calm down. I believe it won't be as you think…” I still remember the force I used to press his shoulder to keep him sitting there, waiting for an explanation. Accurately from Perry Even though I had so many chances to make them break up...

Even though I had the chance, I still let it go Because I know the truth that will never change. I know very well that...even if they break up Zen didn't love me anyway... “You know that I still haven't forgiven you,” Zen said, breaking the silence without taking his eyes off the road ahead. This caused me to break out of my trance and take my eyes off the street lights at night to look at his face questioningly, “Forgive? About it?” Zen didn't answer.

He just took his eyes off the road and looked at me with a disapproving expression on his face after giving me face-to-face insults all along the way. Then he turned and looked at the road as before without saying anything. “If it's a misdirection, then...”

I almost smacked my skull at the realization that I had just accidentally admitted my mistake. This guy always makes me hot. "Oh, yes, I admit that I purposely tried to make an appointment with you. So what? In the end, you dragged me to come with you anyway?" Zane let out a long sigh, as if wanting to ease the tension.

He used his free hand from holding the steering wheel to gently rub my head... Building, building, building. “Are you hurt?” “Why do you have to be hurt…” I didn't want to admit that I could feel the hurt in my own voice. And I think Zen heard it too. He removed the hand that was stroking my head.

To make it easier to turn the car into the parking lot of the club where the event was being held, Zen had already parked the car, but he hadn't gotten out of the car yet. Of course he wanted to clear things up with me before going inside. I used the darkness inside the car to conceal my pained expression. Then try to find another focal point to look at instead of his face.”

I know you're upset that I fought you before you even had a boyfriend.” Who said, I'm upset that you married someone else. I argued back in my mind. “Can't help it. Many young men came to flirt with her. But you're so picky.” I wasn't picky. In fact, I didn't even have the opportunity to choose.

Because if I could choose, I would probably choose someone other than you. “There are a lot of young men in this event. Also, tomorrow I'll make her a seat next to Perry's male friends. I'm sure you'll be on a date soon." "..." "Perry said they're really cute. I assure you that you will..." "That's enough, Zen..." I said in a low voice.

Even though the darkness can hide eyes that are beginning to well with tears But it couldn't hide my trembling voice one bit. I don't know what to call this situation. Did you push it away? That's probably it. I don't want to listen to him describe his plan to pair me up with this person. Because it reminded me that

Zen has never been jealous of me like I was jealous of him at all. It hurts a lot. “Come inside. Tonight, I'm sure I'll get a guy to be my escort at your wedding. Don't worry.” I tried to keep my tone as normal as possible. said to Zen with an indifferent smile.

Then opened the door and jumped out of the car without paying attention to him. I half-walked to the club gate that was manned by guards. And there were people standing in long lines waiting to use the service. But I don't need to do that. I gave the burly man a small smile before telling him my name. The same man looked down at the item he was holding.

I looked around before finding my name in the VIP zone like always. He nodded, giving permission to enter. I gave him a small smile and walked straight in, ignoring Zen who was following closely behind. I walked to the VIP area. The heavy beat music that made me move my legs couldn't make me feel any better. I swept my eyes back and forth.

It wasn't long before I saw Harry waving his hand and calling out to me. Next to him sat a young lady from a famous family. It was him. The girls surrounded him without interruption. I sat down on the single-seat sofa that wasn't too far from Harry. Harry smiled and said something. I tried to read lips to figure out I was late.

I just shrugged and picked up his tequila glass and drank the whole shot with a straight face. Yes, I had to get my heart out first. Well, since Zayn wanted me to have a partner. I guess I'll just have to satisfy that guy's needs. I looked around before catching sight of the table not too far away. These were probably friends who had also been invited to Zen's party and one of them looked at me in disbelief.

I looked into his eyes and a slight smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. All that was left was to wait for him to come to me. and with feminine instincts (It's a small amount and has never been used.) It makes me confident that he'll come soon. I lifted the tequila and took another shot in a casual manner. In fact, it made my throat on fire and I started to feel a little floaty, I don't know how.”

Can you give me another shot?” That's it. I told you he had to come. I looked down at the empty shot glass that used to hold tequila with feigned hesitation. before smiling mysteriously to make it look interesting, "What do you say? One more shot." "I don't deny it...aha." He couldn't finish his sentence.

I felt a tug on the wrist holding the shot glass. The owner of this force is none other than the dead-faced man who used me to find a date. “Sorry, Kris, you're busy right now,” Zen said coldly. And his face was completely still and he couldn't guess his mood. And once again, I couldn't help but think to myself that he was 'jealous' of me too. "I'm free."

I looked at Zen's face with amusement in my eyes before smiling at the man named Chris again. “One more shot would be nice...Chris.” Chris gave me a toothy smile. This guy is really handsome. After all, wouldn't it be so bad if I tried to date him? But something stopped that thought.

Maybe it was someone's hand holding my wrist more tightly than necessary. I have to move on. I can't let the man I'm about to marry influence me again. I jerked my hand away from Zen's grip. Then he led Chris to the bar counter without looking back at Zen again.

I inhaled the smell of cigarette smoke and perfume mixed with a light alcoholic scent into my lungs to gain confidence. I don't remember how much I drank. Because the shot glasses kept getting picked up until I couldn't count them. All I know is that I'm floating. I started to wonder if my feet were still on the ground.

It was different from a head that was heavy, like someone weighed it down with rocks, causing it to fall down all the time. “I'll excuse myself first,” I whispered in Chris's ear in the most polite and normal tone. Chris looked at me with worried eyes before gently nodding. “Do you want to go back now? Do you want me to drop you off?” he asked, and I smiled softly.

I also don't want to waste time hailing a taxi like this. But I also don't want to risk riding with a guy I just met. "nevermind I'll have Harry drop you off, please." "We'll see each other again, right?" Chris said with hesitation in his voice. I nodded with a smile and handed him my business card.

Chris accepted it with a smile as well. But before he could say anything else, I blurted out. I looked around for Harry. To borrow that guy's car and drive back to the condo. But it seems that he is no longer here. I sighed before deciding to go out and hail a taxi. “Hey, I thought I was successful in begging Chris to take me.”

A cold whisper in my ear breaks through the heavy beats of the music around me. Hot breath and the smell of alcohol, without wasting time guessing, I knew that Zen was angry. “I'm just looking for a partner to go to the wedding,” I turned and whispered back. before turning around and walking out of the club Zen stayed there until I thought he wouldn't follow me out.

But when I walked out of the club I heard footsteps following me. “Hey,” Zen said softly, looking nervous. “Let me drop you off.” I should refuse, but I don't want to... "I'm waiting for you to say these words.." Just a little more. Just a little before I leave him.. No...

Before he leaves me It's now only 11:00 p.m. It was not late at all for the two people who had come out to party, but it seemed like the party had already begun to deteriorate. And the cause is me I reflect on the many feelings that have arisen throughout the day. And it made me realize how stupid I was. I act like a child

I was unreasonable and tried to get Zen's attention without me knowing. Actually, I shouldn't have let my feelings make the work he had prepared ruined like it is now. As his close friend I should make him happy and have fun tonight. The last night of the two of us I should act normal

You should smile to make it look brighter, more like this, and you should listen to him about Chris. Even though I don't know why he had to stop me from drinking with Chris. But that's it. Whatever the reason, I shouldn't have interrupted him. “Sorry..” I said softly, but loud enough to cut through the silence in the car to the driver with a calm expression.

I lifted my eyes from outside the mirror to look at his face. The same moment Zen turned to face me. Those same hazelnut colored eyes stared straight at me as if searching for something. Surprisingly, I'm no longer worried about shutting out my feelings. I just looked at his face with as much joy as I could muster.

Congratulate him like I should have done a long time ago. “I know I acted like an idiot. And you probably won't like it either. But today you kept a straight face and acted strangely all evening. So we can consider it to be a recovery.” “Isn't it because of you that I'm annoyed?” “I said I was sorry,” I said softly.

I didn't want to start a fight with him again and what he said was right. I heard Zen's long sigh. It was like he had held his breath for a very long time. He rested his head on the car seat, not taking his eyes off the road. I looked at the picture with a mixture of relief and guilt. At least he was somewhat relaxed now. “You know?

I have ten things to tell you. But when you act strangely So I have to keep everything in my mind alone,” Zen said in a dismissive tone. Makes me unable to help but secretly smile at his childish side. “Then why don't you tell Harry? Niall or Lewis, oh Liam, he always gives great advice.” “I don't know.

I'm more comfortable talking to you.” “I should be happy, right?” “Very much.” “Hahaha, this is you.” The sound of me and Zen's laughter in sync echoed through the car. I like this atmosphere even though my heart is full of words that I want to tell him all my feelings.

But this is fine for me. Because at least I'm the one who can make him laugh. and feel comfortable talking to me Dozens of stories have been dug up and told by me and Zen. Both stories have meaning and nonsense. To me, everything related to him has meaning.

Zen was lying on the long sofa with his face red from laughing too much and a little tequila. The situation was no different from me sitting cross-legged on the floor next to the sofa where Zen was lying. I glanced at my watch and was shocked to see that more than an hour had already passed into the morning.

But the groom-to-be was still lying comfortably on the long sofa. “Zen...it's already 1 a.m.” “Ah..yes, why?” he replied, glancing at his wristwatch nonchalantly. I looked at him asking if he was joking, but from his condition, he didn't really understand why I told him the time."

You're getting married tomorrow, Zen." "I know, why are you repeating that?" I decided to get up and sit on the same sofa that Zen was sleeping on. I sat huddling in the little space next to him and looked at Zen's face, his eyes closed as if he didn't want to know the outside world. I lightly patted his cheek in alarm. But there was no response, pretending to be asleep... "

You don't want to be late for your own wedding, do you?" "..." "Zain.." "..." "If you want to sleep, go sleep in your room. Not here.” I looked at Zen's face as he slowly opened his eyes with a fed up expression. He smiled, then jumped up and ran to the bedroom before I could say anything.

Actually, I want to say it. If it weren't for Zen's sudden bouncing up, it would have almost shocked me. I got up and followed him into the room. Zen was lying on one side of the bed but wasn't asleep like I thought. He lay staring at the ceiling without speaking. I didn't even bother to ask him.

Because I don't want to hear a heartbreaking answer like, Worried about the wedding tomorrow or something? So I decided to walk to the closet area to change, or more accurately, pry myself out of the old red dress. Of course, this time I wouldn't forget to lock the door.

I ran my fingers through my hair and hoped that Zen was asleep, but no, Zen was still sleeping in the same position. Looking at the ceiling like he was thinking about something. I debated whether or not to ask him. But on second thought, I don't want to listen right now. I walked over to the bed to grab the sleeping equipment, including pillows and several blankets.

Zen took his eyes from the ceiling to look at me with a questioning expression. It's suspicious. Zen and I usually never sleep in the same bed. The two of us had been close for a long time and trusted each other enough to stay in the same room. Even in high school, there's no need to talk about it. This guy comes to stay over at my house more often than at his own house.

But now many situations have changed. I didn't want Perry to be uncomfortable, and I wasn't entirely honest about sleeping in the same bed as him. "Where are you going? Why don't you sleep together in the room?"

“Better not, Zen. You're getting married tomorrow. I don't want to..."

“Can you please stop stressing about the wedding? I won't forget." Zane didn't say anything. He snatched the blanket and pillow from my hands and put them back in the same place. Leaving me helplessly gaping. Until finally, I had to follow a spoiled person who I don't know how I could endure having this guy as a friend for ten years.

I lay down on the other side of the empty bed. An awkward silence ensued until I myself tensed. And Zen seemed to be aware of my abnormality. He changed from lying on his back to lying on his side, turning towards me, who was lying rigidly like a log, with a questioning expression.

“Is something wrong?”

“There is nothing.”

"lie"

Oh, it's okay to lie.

But don't let me confess. Because you might have nightmares all night, you son of a bitch.

Of course, I just complained in my heart.

“I just, uh, am not used to sharing a bed with anyone.” I tried to come up with an excuse that was less moronic than confessing that I couldn't control myself sharing a bed with a friend I was dishonestly with that made me want to get up. Confess your love all the time

"Just kidding, I sleep in the same bed with you so often I'll die."

“That was a long time ago.”...and before you even had an owner in person.

“For a long time I didn't see any connection at all. Do you hate each other?” I could feel the displeasure in his voice. Even if it's a little

"Well, I don't know. You don't think Perry's jealous?"

Zen didn't answer, he was so quiet I thought he was asleep. I took my eyes off the ceiling and changed my position to lie on my side, facing Zen instead. And I found that Zen was still staring at my face as if he was thinking about something. Hazelnut-colored eyes that roamed around. Focusing on the various parts of my face slowly caused my face to feel hot and I couldn't help it.

"Aren't you sleepy?" I said, breaking the silence. Zen snapped out of his trance and smiled languidly at me without saying a word, and if I had to guess, he must have been uneasy. And it seems I can't stand to pretend like I don't notice any longer.

“Are you worried?” Zen remained silent. It was like he was searching for words to describe his feelings.

“I don't know. I just..don't really understand myself.”

"do not understand? What's the matter?” I still do a great job as a consultant. Even though my heart is afraid of the pain of his answer.

Zen sighed heavily and stared at me with a look that made my breath hitch.

“about you”

About me?

Are your ears full?

“Uh, did I do something to make you uncomfortable?”

“Not really. But it's been weird for a while now. Just noticed this evening.”

Or will Zen already know that I like him!!!

No, I don't want to talk to him right now. Especially since his face was inches away from mine.

“I think we'd better talk about it tomorrow..”

“I have to prove it.”

“Huh, sir..what are you trying to prove?”

“Never mind it, I'll wake you up tomorrow.”

That's all Zen said before turning his back on me. I looked at my broad back moving up and down because of my breathing with a puzzled expression. He said he would prove it. And my hunch was that his proof wouldn't be good for me. Many questions popped up in my mind. What was he wondering about? What was he confused about? What do you want to prove? These questions kept repeating until I couldn't put them together properly.

And how can I fall asleep like this...

Zayn’s  POV

I have never felt so uncomfortable and confused before...

I..I don't know. I should have realized this sooner. So you don't have to lie down and worry about making the person in front of you uncomfortable.

If I were just a little more observant...

“Here, tell me something. You make me sleepless.”

The woman's chattering voice in front of me made me even more uncomfortable. The thoughts in his head became more clear. Including various feelings becoming more clear as well. Which is not good for a man like me who is getting married in a few hours.

Various feelings were all clashing and chaotic.

I'm starting to feel unsure about it for me. Who exactly is the person in front of you?

A close friend or someone I want to drag and kiss hard...

I know, it's not appropriate for me to sleep with my best friend lying next to me thinking of evil thoughts. Until she had to turn around and ask what was going on. No, it was weird. I might be thinking out loud. But I don't want to admit that I feel the urge to grab her and kiss her and hold her as tight as I can.

Wait, don't I deserve to feel that way about Perry?

What the fuck...

"Zen!!! Are you listening?”

“H..ha, what are you talking about?” I regained my composure. and found that the big round eyes of the owner of the problem were staring directly at me.

Damn it, who taught you to look at men like that?

“This guy, where are you drifting off to? Do you miss Perry?” Her stern voice made me laugh a little. I just can't help but think that she might feel the same way as I do.

I like it when she talks...

Because no matter what you say It always makes me feel comfortable.

And I don't want to see you say that to anyone. Even Chris The person who invited her to drink at the party.

"Why? If I'm thinking about Perry, what does that have to do with her? Huh?"

He sighed and turned his head away without answering my question.

"What's the matter? Are you jealous?" I said in a playful tone that few people had ever heard. I stared straight at my best friend with curiosity. She was probably asleep because it was quite late. But she suddenly turned towards me and stared into my eyes with a tense expression.

"Don't joke like that again."

"Why? Or am I just stabbing you..." I continued, teasingly. But the person in front of him still refused to smile.

“If you secretly like me, just say it directly. I don't mind.”

“There are a lot of girls who secretly like me. It's not strange that she likes me sometimes.."

"Yes!!! I like you!!”

I gasped at the words of the person in front of me. Just like the speaker who now tightly covers his mouth with his hand. Plus his eyes widened with shock just like me. He also had a very red face that spread to his ears.

...Did you..just confess your love to me?...

Damn it, what are you telling me now!!!

            End Zayn’s POV

“Uh…” I said after several minutes of not being able to find my voice. Zane was still lying there, wide-eyed. I decided to sit up. and turned to look at him again Because you're my friend. You forced me to do this myself. And how can we look at each other like this?

I must solve the situation immediately.

“I..I..I was just joking. This guy can think seriously.”

There was no response from the person in front. I really wanted to bang my head on the edge of the bed and lose my memory. Zen must know I'm lying. Oh, I want to die.

“Zen, you're listening...huh.”

The warm, soft touch that was sent to my lips stunned me. and instinctively closed his eyes tightly Zen's warm breath danced rhythmically on my cheek..

This is him..this is him..this guy is...

...Kiss me?

Scream!

Scream, scream, scream, scream.

I screamed in my mind in a panic. Zen slowly removed his lips from mine. But I chose to keep my eyes closed because I didn't want to know what kind of face he was making right now. Maybe he laughed at my random kiss.

No, in fact, I just hope he kisses me one more time.

“Why did you say you were joking? Make your face feel dazed.” A voice whispered in my ear made me open my eyes almost immediately. I pushed him away from me in anger.

Feelings are not something to be trifled with!!!

“Get away from me, Zen.”

“Hey, hey, don't be angry. Why do you want to lie that what you said just now was just a joke in the first place?”

“I'm not lying!!”

"Yes, lie again."

I jerked my head away angrily. Plus I was so embarrassed and embarrassed that I couldn't even look at the doctor's face. A lot of thoughts were pounding in my brain. Plus, my heart still beats as fast and strong as when I was still kissing him.

Is there anything that he won't understand about me?

No, he knows everything about me. Including the story that I secretly love him.

And will there ever be a time when he won't make fun of these things?

Because sometimes...it hurts just for fun.

He makes me dizzy Rock my world like it's a snow globe for Christmas

And I happen to like it.

He makes my heart beat. With his stupid words and actions

Actually, it's not stupid at all, it's cute.

That's it. Even now, half of me still chooses to side with him. And ignore all the bad things he did

No, he has never done anything bad to me..

No, he's playing with my feelings. I shouldn't forget that.

Oh!

My nose hurts. Plus, my eyes are hot, I don't know how.

I both want to beg And I wanted to pretend to laugh in his face and be embarrassed for fun at the same time.

If there was one person in this world who could make me like this It's probably just him.

“Go back to your place Zazen,” I finally said. Try to focus on the wall behind Zen instead of staring directly at him. Zen sighed and moved away from me to sit on the other side of the bed. Where he used to sleep, he looked at me asking if he was satisfied yet.

There's still a face bothering you!!

“I mean get your butt off my bed, Zen. And quickly get your head out of my room!!”

Zen's eyes widened at my words. He furrowed his brows, not understanding what I was angry at him for. And that blew my fuse.

“What the hell is wrong with you...?”

“What the hell is wrong with you?!”

“Zayn, you are getting married tomorrow. But you kissed me.”

“You always knew I liked you. But you still play with my feelings.”

"Is it fun, Zen? Is it fun to throw me away to someone so I can be a partner at the wedding of the person I secretly love?"

“Do you know how hard I must try not to let you influence my life?”

“But you dragged me into this stupid wedding.”

"I'm hurt..it hurts all over, Zen."

Before I knew it, I was standing on the bed. shouted at Zen who was standing next to the bed. I don't know what he's doing. Because the curtain of tears was blocking it until the image in front of him had completely disappeared. I slowly lowered myself onto the soft surface of the bed and buried my face in my hands as if I didn't want him to see how much of an influence he had on me.

I felt an arm drape over my shoulder and tuck me into his chest. I resisted but finally complied. It's not because Zen forced it. But it's because there was never a time when I could say no to this man.

No matter how much he hurts me in the end.

“I know I'm being selfish.”

“You...hug..it's even more..hug..selfish..” I said even though I hadn't stopped sobbing. Zen hugged me tighter. It's like he doesn't want me to continue talking.

"Chu, no, don't sing. Okay, I'm so selfish."

“But I swear I never knew you liked me.”

Zen said, I glanced at his face through the curtain of tears with disbelief in my eyes. He looked back at me with a straight look in his eyes and that irritated me. He pulled me into his embrace again, making me unable to see his face.

“Aside from being selfish, You're also really good at lying.” I let out a breath of frustration mixed with sobs. he chuckled I don't care to listen to his stupid words. If it weren't for the fact that this guy had his hot arm wrapped around me.

I admit that I feel good...

...but it still hurts just the same.

...so crazy...

"I'm not lying," Zen said, and then fell silent. Silence filled the room. And it calms me down

Buildings, buildings, buildings.

I heard my heart pounding again. But it doesn't seem to me like it should.

But it's his. The person I'm listening to my heartbeat right now..

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Zane said, breaking the silence. I closed my eyes and let the tears slowly roll down my cheeks. When are you going to tell me? Since I first realized I was in love with my best friend when I saw him and Perry dating.

Yes, I'm jealous, but I won't tell.

Yes, I'm possessive, but he still cares.

“You know what,” Zane continued. I opened my eyes and focused on what he had to say. Zane gently stroked my arm in a comforting way. And he's making it all harder.

“I feel the same way.”

Huh...?

“Stop lying, Zen. I know it can be distressing to learn that your closest friend isn't being honest. I know how awkward it is, you--”

"I love you"

“—You don't have to, wait!! What do you say?”

“Damn, I love you more than I thought,” Zane said with a smile. He made a face like he was dragging something and hurting him. I just kept my mouth open and couldn't do anything. I raised my hand to wipe away the scalding tears and looked at the floor next to the bed in shock.

Is this guy drunk? Or lost your mind?

He didn't know what he was saying.

“Say something.”

Zane used his hand to lift my chin so I turned to look at him. I looked him in the eye and told him the only thing I could think of.

"Zayn, you're getting married tomorrow."

“Damn it, why did you have to ruin our good time?” Zane said with an annoyed expression. Wait, shouldn't I be annoyed? This guy is the groom-to-be who's getting married in a few hours. But suddenly he kissed me That's bad. So he still brazenly tells me he loves me?

Seriously..?

"we? You'd better save that for your bride.”

“Come on, I already told you how I feel about you. Why are you still angry?”

“Are you drunk? If you're not, you're crazy. Because only crazy people would love someone else the night before their wedding. No, it's your wedding day.”

“Oh, yes, so what? You want to waste our little time by arguing over stupid things?!” Zane raised his voice at me. That made me keep all the words I wanted to scold him in my heart. Everything he said was right. Even though it sounds terrible to me to have to accept the fact that even if Zayn truly loves me, It's already too late.

Zane sighed and lay back on the bed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down with him. And I was too selfish to even think about the guilt of him being someone else's lover. I leaned down and rested my head against his chest. without saying anything

Now I feel good and stupid at the same time. I don't understand him. I don't know why he told me he loved me. And I don't know what will happen next.

One of his hands intertwined his fingers with mine and squeezed tightly, as if to transmit something. My hair was smoothed back and forth with his other hand. It felt strangely good. I know how wrong it is. But it would hurt even more if I missed our last moments.

I lay still and stared straight at the hands clasped in mine. The left hand is wearing an engagement ring...

And suddenly I felt the heat of water droplets running from the corners of my eyes along my cheeks and staining Zayn's shirt.

I can't control my emotions. Everything seems sensitive.

How stupid...

Zane pulled his hand from my grip and moved as if to get up. That made me flinch. and thought he might change his mind But then I had to reconsider when he was lying on his side and on his arms, looking at me with something in his eyes. Something to make me stop crying

I wiped away tears and bit my lip tightly. To block out the emotions and prevent the tears from flowing again. Zen smoothed my hair back and slowly bent down to kiss my forehead softly. before moving to my slowly closing eyelids, the tip of my nose, my lips...

His kiss made my whole body tingle. I opened my mouth to welcome the flickering tongue. It was the best kiss a girl could ever have. Zane held my hand and gently wiped my tears with his fingers soothingly.

I don't know how we got here. I don't know where it started..

a few minutes ago I feel angry at him for being selfish. Feeling confused and not understanding

A few minutes ago he told me he loved me.

And before that I accidentally confessed my love to him...

a few hours ago I hate myself for ruining his party.

a few hours ago I hate him for trying to match me up.

We talked, laughed at silly jokes, we smiled..

Then we fought, argued, raised our voices at each other...

And now we kiss

Time still moves on Even though I tried to find every way I could to stop it But I know there's no stopping the light that's creeping in in just a few hours.

I just hope someone slows it down.

I always knew I had to go. But why did that time come so quickly?

It's hard to accept But just for tonight, just for now, right here, me and him, let him hold me as tight as possible. Let him kiss me for as long as possible. Let him tell me he loves me as loud as possible.

My last chance before the morning light

and pull him away from me forever...

Light streams in from the large window. Wake me up from my sleepiness and laziness.

“Oh, no, I haven't finished dreaming yet,” I muttered to myself with regret and buried my face in the pillow, not wanting to accept the truth. I know I might be late to Zen's wedding. But I don't want to wake up from the best dream of my life.

Maybe it wasn't a dream. But it would be just as bad if you had to wake up to an empty bed.

Zen is gone, but I still don't want to admit it.

“Are you awake? Sleeping Beauty,” a deep voice sounded in my ear. I smiled at the end. The idea of ​​continuing to dream was effective. I've been dreaming for a while.

Oh wait, I haven't fallen asleep yet!!

I opened my eyes in shock. and turned towards the source of the sound Zen in shirtless condition Plus, my hair is still messy because I haven't styled it yet. But it still makes him look hot like every time I look at him. The brown eyes were bright like I had never seen them before. It made him look even better.

That's not the issue...

The point is, what the hell is he still doing in my bed!!!

And hey, am I still dreaming?!?

“S..ZEN”

“Hi,” he mumbled before leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. I was still in shock but closed my eyes to the sensation.

I've got a headache...

“Why are you still…”

“I canceled the wedding.”

"look for!?!!!"

Zen raised his eyebrows and smiled cheerfully at me. I gasped and jumped up, not taking my eyes off him.

Wait a minute..

Cancel-break-up-work-wedding-work?

"Is this a joke? It's not funny at all," I said in a serious tone. Zen's smile closed and he looked at me with confused eyes. He furrowed his brows tightly before speaking in a tone of surprise and irritation.

“I'm not joking. And she didn't look happy.”

“Oh, I should be happy to be the third party. Destroy Perry's relationship with you.”

“I did it because I wanted to. Yes, you played a part in me doing it. But all I do is because I love you and don't want you to be sad. Why is it so difficult for you to understand?”

I looked at Zen's face with disbelief. His face couldn't help but feel warm. I don't know if it was because I was angry at him or because I was embarrassed by his words.

“So..like this. The reporters are just playing along with you. Where's Perry again..." I stopped at my words. I immediately felt disgusted with myself. Because I'm alone Everything would not have happened if I hadn't accidentally told him I loved him.

Zen shrugged, acting like he didn't care.

“I don't see anything wrong with it. Anyway, another year later they'll get divorced. Moreover, news spread that Perry was the one who canceled the wedding. I am the one who is damaged.”

That you don't mind? He rested his head covered with black hair on my shoulder and closed his eyes tiredly. I sat confused by his words. What is another year until divorce? He probably didn't set a divorce date before he was married, right?

“N..What are you talking about? After one year, you'll get divorced?”

Zen sighed and lifted his head to look at me. I could only look at him suspiciously and feel dizzy. Zen pulled me up and sat me down again on his lap. He gently caressed my head. and combed my newly woken tangled hair.

“Actually, I don't want to hide it from you,” Zayn said in a serious tone. “But the agency doesn't want anyone to find out about me and Perry's fake relationship.”

“Huh!!?!!”

“It's the agency's promotion plan. We made a promise to be married for just one year. After that, when everything fell into place, we broke up. Which way is it?”

“At first Perry was against it. But I did it for the band. But in the morning I called to say that the wedding was canceled. That girl is more than happy.”

“..This is..clearly crazy.”

“Yes, I know. If you had told me you loved me sooner. I must be nervous. Because the wedding can't be cancelled." Zen leaned his head on my shoulder. I looked down at him with shocked eyes. His sharp face and eyes closed with exhaustion reassured me that he was telling the truth.

I..don't know. But it felt really good.

I just wanted to thank the fake marriage for making me confess my love to him.

Thank you Perry for making me understand myself.

Thank you for Zen's stupid words. That made me forget to say everything.

Thank you for everything. Even the light of the sun That won't take him away from me.

"Now I've become a real bachelor. I'm heartbroken, too. So you have to heal a poor guy like me, you know?"

Zen whispered in my ear. before slowly pressing his lips down Followed by the temple and continuing down, and that made me flinch as soon as his hot touch touched the nape of my neck.

Is this so pitiful? Horny no matter what!!

“Hey, stop it, what are you doing?” I said, trying to push his face away. But this doctor is very strong. He grabbed my hands and grabbed me so I lay flat on the bed. Followed by his heavy body falling on me causing me to be unable to escape.

Scream!

This is so tempting!!!!!!!

"How can you do what your friends can't?" Zane said in a mischievous tone. I swallowed hard before I said timidly.

“I'm your friend too!! Close friends too!!!”

"sorry But now I have promoted her.”

Zen bent down and kissed me softly on the lips. I closed my eyes and felt his touch on my burning skin.

I don't regret that I wasn't his groomsman.

Because now I have more important duties at his wedding. But you may have to wait a bit for that day to arrive. And I don't want to think about it. Because right now I'm happy enough.

“Are you ready to be my lover? My crazy friend.” A soft whisper in my ear made me smile. I closed my eyes and whispered back softly with happiness. These might be the words I want to say the most.

“I've been ready for a long time. Crazy friend.”

The end...is it better?

I mean, it deserved to end a long time ago. But Wright couldn't bring himself to let it end in a dramatic way. Because Wright had imagined himself to be the heroine.

Many people are confused about how, why? When reading Zen's part, it didn't say anything. That is, Wright wants to surprise everyone. Plus Zen's part. There isn't a single sentence where Zen says he loves Perry. If you don't believe it, just scroll back and look.

So let's just end it like this. Because this spreads over many pages. And Wright had so little time that he couldn't make it longer than this. Well, whoever feels, please leave a comment. Wright doesn't mind. Thank you for following. He was so touched.

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