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I startle on my bed when I heard a slight ticking of stones at my window. With my eyes half-closed, I slide the window open and a pebble hit my forehead.

“What the hell?!” I exclaim and seeing Jimin outside showing a peace sign on his fingers.

I turn back looking at the clock, and it's 3 AM! I turn back at him, and he gesture that time is ticking, I roll my eyes grabbing my jacket, keys and phone.

Tip-toeing down the stairs as I quietly flee the house.

When I finally meet him, he grabs my hand, and we run towards this bicycle.

“It's just one.” I said and he hops in. “What about me?” I ask, and he taps the space behind his back.

“Just wrap your arms around me.” he said, and I awkwardly sit on it.

Grasping on his shirt make my cheeks heated in shame knowing we just met, and now we're making plans at 3 AM. He gently takes my wrist gesturing me to wrap my arms around him.

“Wrap those up, or you'll fall.” he speaks up, and I did.

He slowly pedals away as the warm breeze touching my face.

Stopping at this place with a view of the ocean. My feet drag me near the edge as I silently gawk at the ocean and moon glistening and shining together.

“You like it?” he mumbles, and I look at him nodding my head. “Glad you do.”

“I never experienced this.” I mutter still gawking at the beautiful scenery in front of me.

“You're welcome then.” he said sitting down on the grassy ground, he pulls the hem of my jacket telling me to sit down beside him.

The silence walk by only the waves, wind and leaves are the only things that you can hear. Our mouths are sealed shut watching as the sun peeking through the sky.

“Do you want to make another plan like for 3 AM?” he breaks the silence.

“I guess so?”

I wasn't sure about my answer because my parents didn't know this. By any chance of them knowing this, they will probably send me home.

“Don't worry. Sneaking out is part of growing up.” he told me as I glance at him and I find him already looking at me.

I quickly look away and decided to stand up dusting my pyjama.

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“So, how's the ride?” Mom asks looking at me. I give her a clueless look then looking at Dad shrugging his shoulders.

“What do you mean mom?” I ask and she grins at me. “Mom.”

“Oh, nothing. Just make sure you have your protection.” she said causing me to cough continuously.

Dad offers me a glass of water as Mom rub my back to give me comfort.

“Seriously mom?!” I shriek and she laughs at me.

“Why not? You're twenty-three.” she said poking my nose.

“I don't want to have sex with someone that is a stranger to me.” I roll my eyes finishing my food. “Besides, I'm still in the state of moving on.” I added.

“That's already two years ago honey.” Dad said and I sigh shrugging my shoulders.

“Well, that's what you get if you put your trust easily. And I don't want it to happen again.”

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