Fake Fiancée

Fools in love

Youngmins POV

it was dark, it was cold. The smell of rain lingered through the air and the soaked layer of clothing was the only thing keeping me warm. I sat in a dark alley. Past 12. More like 2 or 3 in the morning. The sky was dark. The ugly gray clouds covered the stars. And the sound of heavy rain filled my ears.

I noticed that not only was drain dripping but so was my blood. Gently touching my lip, I felt something cold, slightly sticky, and wet.

Glancing at my fingers was blood. I was bleeding.

*flashback*
It was complete drunk and irresponsibleness that caught me in this situation.

My vision was blurry due to the alcohol. The stench of it was so strong, people know I was way too overdosed by it.

I was just only trying to repair my broken heart? Is that so bad?

Not even a care in the world, I was roaming off into streets which I know I shouldn't be roaming in due to gangs chilling around. But my brain wasn't thinking.

I came upon a group of boys. They wore bandanas with pants sagging down to their knees. They had some tattoos on their faces and some all over their arms. In all honest opinion, I thought they looked like faggots to me.

They came up to me trying to pick a fight. They noticed my rich clothes and how I was dressed up in such an attire and that's when they wanted to rob me.

"Yo man, I like that watch." Said a guy. He came closer

Closer than I thought.

"I want that watch" he said all up in my face

I laughed and slurred my words together "ha, ha, no"

Before I knew it. They jumped me. Grabbing whatever they could find. My phone. My wallet. My watch.

And now I lay here, bruised and beat. Blood on my lips. If someone where to come past me, they would think I'm some kind of hobo do to my state of condition.

I'm no longer that handsome confident Youngmin who has everything. I'm that Youngmin who lost everything. And by meaning everything. The everything that i lost was y/n. She was viciously taken away from me like a little kid getting his lollipop taken away.

I don't know why I'm so miserable just for this girl. She did something to me. Something that made me change. It wasn't just her extravagant beauty that took my breath away, but her personality. How she can be so warming when I talk to her about my situations. How she listens to me. She doesn't love the Jo Youngmin the Kpop star. She loves the real Jo Youngmin. The idiot.

I decided to get up and start walking back to my house. My mind must of wondered off again. Because instead of coming into my house. I sat on someone's front steps covering my face until I fell asleep.

Your POV

"Y/n!!! Y/n!!!" I heard Kyrstal scream as she stormed into the room taking off my covers

I was exhausted today. I didn't have much sleep from crying all night last night because of what happened between me and Youngmin. I was never so depressed about a boy, but when it came to Youngmin. I'm completely miserable..

"...what Krystal..." I said stuffing my head back into the pillow

"Y-y-y-" she kept stuttering

"What is it Krystal!?" I said annoyed

"YOUNGMIN! HE WAS LAYING ON THE CAFE STEPS!!! H-H-HIS FACE! I-I-"

"What!?" I said sitting up

"W-what do you mean Youngmin????"