Run to You

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

July 12th, 2021

I wake up another blissful day bring greeted by the ray of sunshine. I plop myself onto bed and drink and check my phone for any notifications and there's only one from Liz saying, "we are going to go to the library today, you wanna come?"

Almost as I'm about to type a yes, I quickly get reminded of the dinner 'date' I have with Jungkook so I just reply to her with a simple no but thank you.

After coming back from the shower, I decide to get ready; wearing my Burberry check shirt with some black skinny jeans and a Gucci backpack, and head out the door.

Originally I had to go to the university today and take a class for biomedical sciences today but that got canceled so I decided to just go do some shopping...

Walking along the streets in manhattan trying to buy unnecessary stuff I don't need, I finally decide on some Valentino pumps and a short dress from the same brand.

It was around 6 pm when I finished shopping and I should've gone home but that little wildness inside me told me to go sit on the stairs of Times Square.

My mind wandered off...

And I thought about how so much is possible in one life, how unexpected life is and how it'll pain you and make you smile at the same time... looking at the girl getting proposed beside me. I let out a big smile and clasp my hands together to clap for them. I am happy.

I'm happy with myself and happy with all I have, I feel happy with my books... but the truth is no matter how happy your life is- the reality will hit sooner or later.

I take out my notebook to write the chapters for my characters,

"Though she hated him, after hearing he had been suffering from the littlest of pain- her hatred shattered into tiny pieces as she ran back to him" - finishing the chapter off with this line, I get up from the stairs to walk back home...

On the way home, my mind indifferently wanders off to where Jungkook will take for dinner, it happened fast for two people who just met but that little part of me wishes for it to go smoothly and I don't have any real friends except Liz so accepting a friend is quite the thing on my agenda these days.

Opening the door to my apartment, I hang my backpack and open my shoes. I sit down on my sofa and stare at the paint sitting, getting old inside the cupboard, I check back at the clock to see that I sill have one hour- I rush to open that cabinet and bring out my supplies.

Wearing my apron, I decided on today's concept...

A strong but vulnerable heart.

Mixing paint here and there, I add splashes of red to show the love, a hint of purple to show the face of smiles she puts on, and a fragment of black and white to show how she's broken but had to mend herself time and again.

After finishing the painting, I let it dry while I check the clock to see I have more than thirty minutes and rush to the washroom. Putting the clothes aside, I slip into my sweats and start my makeup which takes me about five to six minutes.

Opening my cupboard- I pick out a dark red shirt and a flared skirt to match, snatched with a waistbelt.

I put my hair in an updo and put on some accessories.

While almost leaving, I reckoned that I did not even have his number and would have to wait downstairs but that wasn't giving up much so I just decided to go and sit in the lobby.

Two minutes to three, and I was sitting in the lobby trying to read the vogue magazine...

"Ma'am? A car is here for you" the security guard approached me as he indicated me to a black Porsche he must like cars - I say to myself.

Nodding a thank you to the security guard, I walk towards the car in my Chanel pumps.

"Nice to see you again Jennifer," Jungkook says in a low voice causing me to turn to him, I don't know why my heart bounced, was it because of the mention of my real name- I hadn't heard in so long.

"Jennifer?" not quite a reply to his statement, I ask him if he actually mentioned my real name...

"Like I already said, I prefer Jennifer way more than jEnNiE," he said putting emphasis on Jennie and I laughed offendedly.

"As you wish sir," I said while mimicking him and then he laughed along with me.

One weird habit of mine is that if I talk a lot for a certain time, the second later I get deadly silent and it looks like something happened to me though nothing happened and it's literally how I am.

"Do you have mood swings or something, you were just talking and now you're deadly silent?" he asked while looking at me amusingly, I shrug while laughing cause indeed I had no answer to this question.

"Korean BBQ?" I ask Jungkook, surprised at his choice for our first 'dinner'. "I thought I already asked you-" He answered and I quickly thought back to yesterday when he asked me if I liked BBQ, must've slipped my mind...

"Oh... Let's go" I said while anticipating the last part because for sure it took me some time to gather the fact that I had never been to a BBQ with anyone except myself and to be honest, I don't eat a lot which shows the fact I'm skinny but when I get barbeque and that being Korean, I totally cannot help myself.

Time flew by with me and him talking about our lives and where are from, I got to learn he is from London and the accent did give it away on our first meeting. He was very fun to talk to and his smile was so pretty, I swear if it wasn't me and just any other girl- I'm sure that smile would be the one thing they would fall for.

We ate, we laughed, and scolded some common enemies, though we talked a lot and it felt like we knew everything about each other now, neither did I know anything about his private life nor did he mine and I preferred it that way.

Even this summer, the night always tends to get windy, you can most certainly feel the breeze if you try to walk. Jungkook advised we take a walk around Brooklyn bridge, it was the closest and I agreed cause it would be a shame leaving this night so early.

With a full stomach, walking through the same bridge I admired when I was little, following my dreams and seeing a man who somehow turned to be a precious someone I had not yet realized. I was happy but as being happy came to mind...the wind felt too cold, my feet started to hurt while walking- I felt chills because being happy was something I most dreaded.

New York is a beautiful country, with amazing architecture but it never reminded me of Paris, Les joilies rues, le sentiment d'amour. The saying- je t'aime felt much more romantic than I love you. I surely do miss it, I miss home. Ca fait de annees but it's not like New York hasn't given me anything, New York is my la ville des reves but yeah... I guess I do miss Paris.

The night came to a beautiful end with me teaching Jungkook some french words and him listening attentively, we laughed and we even danced but it was getting late so he decided to drop me home.

"Thank you for this night-" I say as I get out of the car that now probably has my phone attached to its Bluetooth. "Thank you for coming," he says as he looks at me.

I wait outside the car to see him go and unknowingly let my heart at ease, he looks at me but then decides to leave as I won't budge. Rushing to my room, I replay the memories and finish my night routine to sit down and work.

Stretching my back, I part with the chair and fall on my bed to drift into dreamland... and waking up to a day that almost broke my heart but once again I was unaware.