Boy From English Class

Chapter 21

"You look stunning" Irene compliments my dress.

It was the school dance today. It was marking the end of the year. We wrote our final exams and all we waited for was our results and our graduation out of this hell hole called high school.
After my feud with my dad I temporarily moved in Hwasa. Only a few days ago, my mother came to visit and convinced me to come back home. She was meant to leave a long time ago but she told me she didn't want to leave whilst things were this heated between appa and I. So she said she'd wait until my graduation.

I haven't applied to any universities yet. I was thinking if taking a gap year. But this was my way of stylishly waiting for Jungkook. He said he wanted to go the states and join some family members. Far away from his dad and his business.

"Thank you" I smile through the mirror.

Irene and Lisa were in my bedroom. We decided to get ready here. We were still waiting on Hwasa to arrive.
I observed my black dress. It had spaghetti straps. The inner gown had slits on both sides of my legs, revealing them and eventually my black heels. The lace that covered the inner dress was see through.

I heard a knock on my door and in came Hwasa. She was already dressed in her own dress. A black dress with the same design as mine just that she had lace long sleeves with a v-neck cut.

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I admire the decor of the gymnasium. It doesn't even look as you played sports in here.
This evening was meant to be special for us seniors. Hwasa went with Jin the moment she found him. He wore a light pink suit, hair styled in the best way possible. He honestly looked handsome. He informed me that Jungkook was here. And that he had just arrived. Once I saw him walk through those doors I was shook. I didn't expect him to try so hard. He had white dress shirt on, a tie and black dress pants. His hair the same just carefully styled. In his hands he held a rose. Once he saw me, he immediately walked towards me.

"If I know what love is, it is because of you. Narcissus and Goldmund by Hermann Hesse" he whispers in my ear.

He hands me the rose and kisses my cheek.

"No words of mine can express how beautiful you look Jia" he says deeply. He takes my hands and puts them on his shoulders while he held my waist.

Although the song playing was one to be danced to, we danced indeed but slowly. He never took his eyes off of mine. I don't know for how long we stayed like that for but when we finally left our own little bubble, the food was nearly finished. Thank god I ate before coming.

We spent sometime dancing with our friends, we laughed, ate and even sang horribly. But it was beautiful.

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"May I have this dance?" Jungkook asks 

I turn around to find him bowed his right hand out. Like a true gentleman. I blushed and took his hand. He led me to the dance floor. This time we were dancing slowly like everyone else.

"I love you" he whispers.

"I love you too"

"Let's run away together. Me and you. You and I. Where our parents would never find us. Where no one would ever take you away from me." He admits.

I look at him stunned. But I would be lying if I said I didn't consider what he just said.

"Okay" I nod without stuttering.

He smiles brightly and kisses me.

"I love you. I never knew I could love someone this much it hurts." He confesses.

I don't say anything and just revel in the feeling of being held in his arms.

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Jungkook went off to the bathroom and I stood having decent conversation with Jimin.

"Hey Uhm...Jia. Jungkook's out in the parking lot. He's asking if you" Kai says with a smirk.

"Oh...really?" I take my phone out to see if he maybe left any missed calls. But I don't see anything.

I tell Jimin I'd be right back and head for the exit. The parking lot is empty and dark. Maybe Kai was wrong. I was about walking back to the building when I was grabbed a bag out over my head. I screamed but they were muffled. I was dragged into a van. I knew it was a van because of the rustling of the doors. My phone was grabbed from my hands and I began jacking and screaming.

The bag was taken off of my face and to say I was stunned at who I saw would be the understatement of the century.