Namjoon eyes widen as he went to the place.
"Woah...are they rich?" Namjoon asked the nurse who smiled.
"Yeah...you guys are the biggest boy band group in the world!" She smiled.
Namjoon gasped.
"Really!?" His eyes immediately turned to crescent moons as he smiled widely slightly bouncing in his seat out of joy.
The nurse couldn't help but hold tears.
She knows what happened to him. The scars..everything.
How could people on the internet hurt him?
"I'll go get your crutches and help you just wait here."
Namjoon nodded.
He stared from the car. It was huge!
"I can't believe I've done it..." namjoon mumbled. This was his dream.
Was he in a dream?
He pinched his arm. Once, twice, and a third time.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
"I hope my mom is proud of me.." he smiled.
She was. She really was. But she wasn't there to tell him.
The door opened and the nurse helped him up.
"If your legs feel very tired use this wheelchair. It's fine if you don't use it ALL the time but if you don't use these crutches okay?"
Namjoon nodded. His soft brown hair bouncing as he did.
"I can't wait to meet my members!"
The nurse did a half smile.
"Then let's go meet them!"
YOU ARE READING
Free 2
FanfictionThe sequel to my other book 'Free.' Namjoon's not dead but. What happened after he came back? will the members be able to save him this time or will the past come back and take Namjoon.
