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Flopping down on the couch, I pulled out a cigarette, lighting it as I watched everyone in front of me. 

What did I do? What did she mean, I don't understand?

Groaning in frustration, I lean forward and grab my drink, chugging it all down and calling Taehyung who i hope can give me some form of advice.

I sigh in relief as I hear him pick up the phone, skipping the greetings I go straight into asking him the questions...

"I went to her after I left you and Jimin, and she was mad at me but she was also sad...she was on the verge of crying and I have no fucking clue what I did...", I said resting my head on the back of the leather seat while I pull my hair.

silence...i took the phone away from my ear, nope...the call is still on, I then heard a sigh on Taehyung's side before he answered me.

"Well... the only thing you can do is wait till you see her again and apologise...even if you don't know what you did the important thing is to apologise, then ask her what you did", Taehyung said making sure to emphasise the apologise part.

I smirk as i rest my arms on my knees before answering,

"Don't worry, it won't be long till I see her again, Ive made sure of that..."

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After getting through an exhausting day of classes, I make my way home and straight to my bedroom. looking straight up at the white ceiling, my feelings disappear as i get lost in my thoughts of the previous day, after what happened at the restaurant I came home and ate my heart and soul out with pizza. However I just couldn't stop thinking about Jungkook...and I hated myself for that.

I hated him for about twelve minutes but then it faded away, he is jut so...HIM and I have no clue how to explain it. He's addictive, but I wasn't going to admit it, yes I will admit that he is hot as fuck but I can't forget the fact that he is essentially a criminal.

Im brought back to reality by a phone call, unknown number, nope. i decline the call as I sit up on the bed, taking off my shoes. I groan as my phone goes off again, picking it up I answer the call ready to decline any magical slimming pill this person will try to sell me.

"Ms Kwan?",  a female voice from the line said.

"Sorry but I'm not interested in any of your products, goodbye-", I was cut off by the woman.

"Mr Jeon would like to speak to you whether it be on the phone or in person..."

I thought for a second before I realised who she was talking about.

"Over the phone...", I said with no emotion.

The line bleeped as I heard the phone being picked up again, I tensed up as I heard his voice.

"I'm sorry, whatever I did was stupid and I'm sorry I made you upset. So here's what is going to happen, I'm going to throw a party, and you are going to be there, I'll pay for your outfit, I'll pay for whatever you need but you will be at that party", I felt the smirk coming through the phone.

I felt butterflies in my stomach as he was talking, then I realised I had to say something...oh my god, what the hell am I meant to say to that? wElL oKaY thEn? hell no!

"S-sorry what?...", i ask.

What the fuck am I?! What the actual Fuck am I?

I heard him chuckle from the other side of the line, I might as well jump out of the window now.

"I'll send you the details sweetheart, be ready"

And with that he hung up. Standing up, I threw my phone on the bed as I walked straight into my sitting room and stuck my head in a pillow and cursed myself. sadlyI went back into my room and picked up my phone to open the message that Jungkook had sent me,

Jungkook-Tommorow at 7:30 I'm going to pick you up outside your apartment, I'll buzz up for you. I'll pay for your outfit, just use my name.

You know...I'm not even going to ask how he knows where I live...