A/N: This book is about to start getting somewhere. Sorry for any typos they won't be fixed until the whole book is complete cause I'm too lazy to do it now so I'll go back once I'm done with the book which I don't know when that'll be lol. Enjoy this chapter.
"I can take her home." Jimin offers to Chaeryeong. "No it's fine I got her." She says and you shake your head.
"No, I'm I'll take a cab." Chaeryeong immediately disagrees with you. "Hell no, Y/n you're drunk."
"I'm not that drunk, I'm well enough to get myself home. Plus my house is the opposite way you go anyways." I say.
She shakes her head again. I can't let her know where I stay or else she'll probably be upset that I chose to stay in a dump instead of being with her. It's no hard feelings I wouldn't have minded staying with my best friend it's just that she's already done enough for me I feel that'd just be too much.
"Chaeryeong I'm fine, really." I say convincingly. She huffs out a breath, "Fine, but I'm paying for the ride." She reaches into her purse and pulls out the money despite my protest shoving it in my hands.
"Are you sure you'll be alright. I can take you." Jimin offers again to which you declined, again.
"I'll be fine Jimin, honestly. Plus I'll talk to you tomorrow, right?" He nods pulling his phone out his pocket. "Can I have your number so that way we can keep in touch."
You type your number into the keypad and lock it in.
"Y/n I want you to call me as soon as you make it home so I know you're safe." Chaeryeong says as she waves down a taxi for you.
"Ok, I will I promise." I say and Jimin opens the back door for me helping me climb in.
He leaves a soft kiss on my cheek telling me to be safe and text or call him as well to let him know I got home safe. I blush and agree to give him a text once I made it in.
After he closes the door I give the address to the cab driver.
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"Ma'am. Excuse me, ma'am." I feel a hand shake my shoulder lightly as I awake from my slumber, groaning at the queasy feeling in my stomach.
Shit I feel like I'm going to throw up.
My predictions are right as I feel all the alcohol I consumed rush up my throat. My hand shoots around my mouth as I leap out of the car running to the nearest trash can I see and letting everything out.
"Are you ok?!" The driver asks worried at the sight before him. I continue throwing up a bit feeling dizzy once I'm done and take a seat on the ground.
I need a moment to focus. The burning sensation in throat plus the dizziness of my head doesn't and the stomach ache I now have doesn't mix well.
"Ma'am you have to pay the fee." The driver says as I stare blankly ahead trying to focus on sobering up. He snaps his fingers in front of my face and huffs when I give no reaction.
Just give me a minute I have to focus.
"What's going on here?" I hear a strangely familiar deep voice ask. I look at the person but can't recognize them due to blurry vision and the fact that their back is turned to me. "She's intoxicated and won't pay the fee for the ride. If she doesn't give me the money I'm going to have to call the police."
"There's no need for that. How much does she owe you?" The man who's voice I'm still trying to pin point asks the driver.
He tells him the amount and from the sounds of it the man hands the driver the money.
"I'll get her things out of the car." The driver says heading over and grabbing my cell phone and purse.
He hands them to the man. "She's going to be ok with you right?" The driver asks looking between you both, hesitant to leave. "Yeah, we stay in the same residence, I'll help her up there."
The taxi driver nods before heading into his car and driving away.
The guys turns around coming into a view where I can make out his face. I almost gasp at the recognition.
He's the guy from the club.
"Come on babygirl, let's get you to bed." He says helping me stand up. I almost immediately fall over, the alcohol still being in my system.
He waste no time in picking me up and walking into the residence.
Once we come inside the place it's late so no one is out. Everyone has to be sleep at this hour.
Walking down the narrow hall he sits me down on the dirty floor. I'm too careless to protest being down on a floor that looks like it hasn't been mopped since the fifteen hundreds.
He digs through my purse and that's when I realize we are right outside my room door. Pulling the key from my purse he unlocks my door sitting my belongings down first before coming back out and picking me up again.
He lays me down softly on the bed and I groan as my stomach cramps again. Reaching my hand and rubbing my belly.
"I'll go get you some medicine that'll help." He walks out the room and comes back seconds later holding a water bottle and two white pills.
"Here take one now and the other in the morning when you wake up." He instructs handing one of the pills to me, opening up the water bottle then handing that to me as well.
I pop the pill in my mouth, swallowing it with the water.
He takes the water bottle from me once I'm done sitting on the dusty dresser.
"You should feel better in a minute, lay back and try to get some sleep."
I do as I'm told feeling myself already getting tired.
Just as my eyes are drifting close I realize something...
How the hell did he know which room was mine?
I'm already asleep before I could ask any questions to the mysterious guy.
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