Falling for my enemy

You're not real.

My POV
"You're not real."

He just stares at me.  Is he angry? Is he fine? I couldn't tell.
He didn't even look confused. He just stood there, without saying a single word.

"This—" I pointed around the room, and at him too.
"This is not real. All of it."  I say out of breath.

I take a step closer to him.

"You..don't exist." I whisper.

He steps closer to me. He wraps his arms around my waist.

"Y/n.. go to sleep."

I don't question him. I simply do as he says.

I slowly walk to the coach, putting my head on the pillow.
And close my eyes.

As I lay there, I started to think.

To me, this made sense. This was all a dream. He doesn't exist, none of the people I have met does. Not the people at the shop, at school, not Zara—

Wait, who is Zara? Do I even have a friend named Zara?

No.

I don't recall.

My parents? Where are they.. what happened that night?

These dreams? Are they even "Dreams" or reality—

"Will you ever visit me?" Jungkook says.

Visit? What does he mean..

"Or.. will you find someone else? Once you're back, to the real world."

I stand up, looking at him. 

He looked sad. His eyes were teary, he had heavy breaths. 
His skin became pale. Was he scared?

"Jungkook..." I whisper, almost crying.

"I knew you would find out soon."

"Find out what?"

He rubs his eyes while shaking his head. Now he looks nervous. What's going on..

"Go to sleep—"

"NO. TELL ME." I screamed with fear.

Now I'm getting scared.

He pauses. "You'll see. Just go to sleep, please."

I sigh. "I trust you, Jungkook."

A tear escaped his eye. For the first time, I saw him crying.

"I'm sorry."

That was the last thing I heard him say.