lost lovers

Chapter Fourteen:

~ Y/N P.O.V ~
"Are you sure you don't mind just being friends with benefits?" I ask Jimin.
"Nope, not at all. I'm not the loyal type anyways. We both have some necessities y'know?"
"Yup, and unfortunately I can't help you with one of them." I laugh.
"Yeah, yeah, marriage is important or what not." He rolls his eyes.
"Who said anything about marriage? I'm picky with who I-"
"Excuse me, Park Jimin?"
He turns to see who is speaking to him. He instantly regrets turning around and I just look at them.
"I'm a huge fan and I was wondering if I could get a picture of you and your girlfriend!"
"Uh- she's not my girlfriend."
"I won't say anything! I really ship you two together!"
"He isn't my boyfriend. He's just a mere friend." I say.
"Oh... sorry to bother you. Then can I have a picture with you Jimin?"
"Yeah, sure."
They take a picture and the girl walked away a little down, probably hurt because of the way I spoke to her. It's not my fault that she misunderstood the situation.
"Sorry about that, it happens quite often."
"No biggy. So, who's this celeb crush of yours you're always talking about?"
"I'm not sure if you've heard of her, her name is Jennie Kim. She's a famous model in the states, and absolutely stunning-"
"Yeah, no. I don't approve."
"Why? You jealous?" He wiggles his eyebrows.
"Nope. She happens to be my best friend and in a very happy relationship with my ex. I will not allow you to get in their way." I respond, walking away from where we were.
"Yah! Y/N! At least give me her number!" He runs after me.
"Not a chance, ugly face."
"Don't call me that! This ugly face gives you the best kisses of your life." He argues.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."
As I continue to walk, I notice a familiar figure coming our way.
"Isn't that Jeon?" I point out.
"Looks like it."
"That's our cue, come on." I pull Jimin with me to walk in the opposite direction.
"KIM Y/N!!!" Jungkook shouted.
"Just my luck."
I stopped walking, and turn to face him. He was bolting in our direction but I just stood there, unbothered. Jungkook finally reached us, out of breath from the running.
"I'm willing to give it all up for you." He said.
I furrow my eyebrows.
"I love you. I'm not gonna let you be with anybody but me because I am selfish. Yoongi said that in your world you're supposed to be selfish if it's what makes you happy. You make me happy, Y/N. Screw everyone's opinions. All I want is to be with you until my last breath." He confessed.
I was speechless. My heart is beating fast, just like it did two months ago. Why? What does he have that I can't find anywhere else?
"My happiness is by your side therefore, I'm taking you with me wether you like it or not."
He took my wrist, pulling me away from Jimin and running towards my motorcycle. I still could not process everything that was happening and I didn't look behind. This feels like... the adrenaline from when Kai was here but ten times better. It's fun.
"Took you long enough to realize." I smirk.
"Yeah well, a dumbass like me does take a long time to process things like love." He chuckles.
We get to the bike but instead of me riding it, he will.
"Since when did you know how to drive one of these?"
"Since you traded me for Jimin."
I roll my eyes and get on.
"Remember my promise?"
"I sure do. But I also remember you telling me, no helmet was more enjoyable." I smile.
"You know me too well."
He drives off, at a rapid speed, ignoring the fact that it's broad daylight and this is definitely going everywhere on the news. I hold onto his waist tightly, feeling pleased. I miss this feeling so much, and it's incredible how he managed to give it back to me within just a few months. It took Kai two years to get me to where I am today. Jungkook easily dominated that though.
"WOOHOOOO!!!" He shouts.
"WOOHOOOOOOO!" I join in.
As we passed by many cars, people would take photos, record, even cheer us on as if this were normal.
"So are my driving skills better than yours?"
"Not even close. But hey, it's improvement." I laugh.
"Oh yeah? Hang on tightly, good girl." He speed up, once more, causing me to hold him tighter. That was the whole point. He really knows how to get to my heart.
"Aren't you scared about what your father will say?"
"Not at all. I am a rebel, living joyfully."
His words bring a smile to me. It's impossible to feel the amount of excitement I am feeling at this moment. It feels like I'm running away but at the same time I'm staying. I'm staying with the person I fell in love with.