**Couldn’t really think of a creative title for this one, If you guys have any suggestions send them in PLEASE**
“You spent $200 on that dress and you’re going to take the MTR to the party.”
“I already spent all of my money on the dress. I don’t want to waste more money getting a taxi there. This is how poor people live hun,” you patted your friends cheek as you got up.
“But the dress is really long. You can get it stuck in the escalator.”
“The chances of that happening are one in one hundred. I think I’ll be safe,” You replied. “So I’ll catch you later,” you said as you closed the door behind you.
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’Can you not see my pretty dress? You idiot. Stop rubbing up against me? And you Mister, when was the last time you took a bath. Stop standing so close to me or my dress will catch your smell. Ohh God, Jasmine was right. I should have listened to her and taken the taxi.’ You mentally cursed everyone and regretted not listening to your friend. The train stopped,” Ahhhhh finally,” you sighed and ran out of the train.
“Exit, exit, where’s the exit,” you looked around,” oh there it is.” You ran towards the escalator. There were two other people on the escalator with you. Your phone buzzed. You buried your face in your bag looking for your phone when you felt that the guy behind you pulled your dress. You were furious. You turned around to snap at him but you were horrified. YOUR DRESS WAS STUCK IN THE ESCALATOR.
“Oh my God, oh my God, so this is how I die,” you said, panicking. You started pulling on your dress. If the escalator reached the top you would be in deep trouble. You recalled the story your father told you about a women who got her face ripped because her dress got stuck in the escalator. You started crying and pulling on the dress. It won’t come out. The man behind you didn’t bother helping you. How could he be so heartless. You were still pulling on your dress. You were almost near the top when you saw a guy at the bottom of the escalator. He came running after you. He started pulling on the dress too. “Relax, relax okay,” he whispered as he pulled with full strength. The dress ripped but you were finally free.
The two of you jumped off of the escalator. There were pieces of cloth hanging from your dress now. He bent down and ripped them for you. There was grease all over your beautiful dress. You wanted to cry and sure enough that’s what you did. He looked up at you. “Are you alright?” he asked
“Does it look like I’m alright? I ripped a $200 dress that I spent my entire month’s savings on. My hair is a mess and I have to be at a party in less than 30 minutes.” You said while wiping your tears.
“I am sorry, if there’s anything I can do to help?”
“No, I’ll be fine,” you said taking the ripped part of your dress from his hand and walking away.
“Wait, please let me help you,” he came after you and insisted.
“Just take me home,” you said.
“Umm okay. Let’s get out of here and take a taxi.” He suggested.
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“Thanks for dropping me home,” you said as the two of you walked to your front door.
“I’m sorry you couldn’t make it to your party,” he said apologetically.
“It’s alright. I’m really just upset about the dress.”
“Hmm, ..well I’ll see you later then,” he said waving.
“Waittttt,” you called after him,” I didn’t catch your name.”
“Baekhyun.” He shouted back now down the stairs.
“Oh okay. Byeeee,” you waved back at him.
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One week later
“Hey, the mail man delivered this package for you earlier today,” your friend said as you entered.
“Hmm, that’s strange. I didn’t order anything. Let me see.” You took it from her and opened it.
“Oh my God,” you gasped. “It’s the same dress. Look at it Jasmine. It’s the same one.” You shuffled around the box looking for a note. You found one. It read, ‘Hope you like it – Baekhyun.’ You turned it around. There was another message. ’I hope we meet again’
You smiled. You didn’t even remember his face clearly and that guy had bothered to send you a dress. You wanted to meet him again too.
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“Get me a cone ice cream too,” your friend yelled from behind. The two you were at a crowded soccer game.
“Come on people get out of the way,” you yelled. You suddenly tripped and your ice cream fell on the guy standing opposite you. “Oh I am so so sorry,” you said and looked up. It was him. Him again. You couldn’t believe it. You started laughing. He gave you a confused look.
“I am so sorry,” you apologized again.
“First it was your dress now it’s my shirt. Hmmm you get into a lot of accidents don’t you?” he said with a witty smile.
“I’m really sorry about this. I owe you one for saving my life and getting me a new dress. And now this.”
“That’s alright. Maybe… we can meet for coffee one day?” he asked.
“Sure, why not?” you agreed.
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“When you said coffee, I thought of a café. Sitting on the beach drinking coffee out of a thermos wasn’t exactly what I had in my mind,” you said and smiled at him.
“You like it?” he asked.
“I love it.”
There was an awkward silence between the two of you.
“Doesn’t this look beautiful,” you sighed.
“Yeah, it does.” He replied.
He turned around to face you,” I like you,” he blurted out.
It was sudden, and out of nowhere. You started blushing and looked away to hide your smile.
“I like you too,” you replied still not looking at him.
The two of you didn’t say anything just smiled without looking at each other. Baekhyun slowly moved his hands towards your and interlaced his fingers into yours.
It was a beautiful moment. The sun was setting and the two of you had just confessed your feelings for each other. You barely knew each other but somewhere deep down you knew that you were doing the right thing.
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Inspired from a true life event that happened to me a week ago. Too bad no Baekhyun showed up to save me :( . Reality can be so brutal. Hahaha, Anyways I hope you guys like this one! I waited too long to write this O__O