Jonghyun carried me all the way to the nurses office, laying me in one of the beds. My body hurts everywhere, but I think my heart hurts more than anything. Jonghyun sat beside me, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. The nurse wasn't back from her break yet, so he decided to stay with me.

I turned, facing my back towards him.

"Don't be like that."

My breath hitched, my tears falling without my permission.

"You let him hurt me."

"Would you rather it be me?" I turned to face him, my brows scrunching. "Would you rather have me do this to you than him?"

I tensed, trying to wipe my eyes.

"Don't cry." He said coldly, wiping a tear from my cheek. I sat up, wrapping my arms around him as my tears flowed.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for crying but it hurts. Jonghyun, my heart hurts. Why do you do this? Why did you let him hurt me? You used to tell me you'd protect me... But what about now? Do you not love me anymore?"

I felt him tense under me as I spoke my mind, but he merely pried my arms off of him, staring into my tear filled eyes. I stared back into his cold, heartless eyes before he leaned in, capturing my lips with his. His kiss was gentle, not rough like it usually was. He laid me back into the bed, his lips never leaving mine as he hovered over me.

"I love you." He pecked my lips. "I've never stopped."

Fixing his uniform, he sat up. "Rest now and I'll come get you when school ends, arasseo?"

I nodded, watching as Jonghyun left. I tried sleeping like he said, but I was literally too sore. When the nurse came in, I told her I had a stomach ache and she gave me some medicine. I thanked her before trying to walk out the door.

I held one hand wrapped around my sides as I walked the corridors. I didn't know where to go. The rooftop was my sanctuary, but after what happened, is it safe to go back up there? I had no where else to go, and I didn't know what class I had either.

When I got there, I saw Zico and Kyung already in there usual spots. I tried turning around before they saw me but it was too late. They saw me.

"Funny seeing you here," Zico joked but took a second look at me. "You okay?"

I nodded hesitantly, taking a seat in the shade next to him. I winced slightly, but they didn't notice.

Apparently they were skipping Art Class. We sat there, going over some lyrics for project, which eventually led to Kyung rapping about fruits. We laughed, but then the bell rang.

"You goin' to class?" Zico asked.

I shrugged. "Yeah... I guess I'll go."

I winced as I tried getting up and this time, Zico noticed it. He looked to Kyung who was already at the door.

"Yah, I'll catch up later," He said coolly. Zico held onto my arm before I could fall and he stared at me in worry. "And you're sure you're okay?"

I tried to nod, but he sighed instead, wrapping my arm over his shoulder for support.

"Look, I'm not gonna pry you for answers or anything, but if you ever need to talk, I'm here." He looked at me as if he knew my secret, then helped me walk to class.

Does he know?

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As music class began, the three of us sat in our usual spots, goofing off since we had practically the whole song finished. Our teacher didn't like that very much...

"Since everybody seems to be close to finishing already, why don't I bump up the challenge a bit?"

"Why don't you not?" Someone muttered, earning a death glare from the teacher.

"Alright, now I'm bumping it up a lot." She retorted. "Instead of just one song, I want you to compose four. The lyrics have to have meaning and the words must go along with the beat. And, you must do one cover song of any artist you'd like."

"You want us to do five songs?" Zico raised his brow, scoffing.

"Either that, or fail." The teacher pursed her lips, walking back to her desk with a wicked, satisfied grin on her face. "It's your grade."

Kyung cursed under his breath, then sighed, running a hand through his dark hair.

"If we need to we can meet up after school to work on the project?" Zico offered, staring at me. "It's all up to you since Kyung lives with me."

"I'd have to ask Jonghyun..." I muttered quietly.

"Why? Does he own you or something?" Kyung laughed, trying to set a different mood, but in the end just made everything awkward.

"I live with him..." Their eyes widened, their brows raising.

"Whoa, okay," Kyung chuckled, a smirk on his face.

"It's not like that." I snap, causing him to raise his hands in defense. "It's a long story.."

"You don't have to tell if you don't want to," Zico gave a small smile. "But he's okay with you hanging out with other people right?"

I shook my head hesitantly. "He doesn't like it when I have friends," I said, looking at my hands. I hadn't noticed that they were in fists until I saw them.

I felt Zico's eyes on me as Kyung was going on about how much of an asshole, Jonghyun, sounds to be. Kyung's words just messed together in my mind since I've heard it all before, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of someone staring at me.

I glanced up, noticing how Zico's eyes went to my arm that was wrapped around my stomach, then he examined my face, as if he was looking for something. I bit my lip.

"I think I have an Idea for the cover song." Zico spoke up, cutting off Kyung's rant. "It has more rapping in it than singing, but Kyung and I can spit it up."

"What song is it?"

Zico paused, staring at Kyung, then trailing his eyes to me.

"It's called 'You Deserve Better'."

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Author's Note:

You Deserve Better by Verbal Jint is the song.

Its a good song if you want to check it out ^_^

I hope you guys are enjoying this story and again, I swear, I have nothing against CNBlue. In fact, I'm a huge fan. So please don't be mad that I made them the enemies.

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