A Wistful Summer's Night

Chapter 12: Self Doubts

"Damn it!"

I stop in front of the green room, who is shouting?

"Jimin you're doing fine-"

"No, I'm not! I can't act like this, I can't be in front of the camera like this!" Jimin argues.

"It's okay-"

"No! I can't do it!"

The door abruptly swings open and I quickly step back, Jimin comes rushing through and runs off down the hallway.

"Jimin, wait!" Hobi races after him.

What was that about?

"Layla, the director is waiting for his coffee!" A staff member behind me says.

"Sorry! Going now!"

...

I try to find Jimin only to hear that he's gone home. I overhear some staff whispering that it was because of stomach pain. I hope it's not anything serious.

I pull my phone out and text him.

LY: Hey, heard you went home. U okay? x

Ten minutes go by, then twenty, thirty, forty, fifty. Argh! He still hasn't texted me back....what if he is sick? Maybe I should go check on him.

I turn on the spot and immediately collide with someone "Oof!" I look up "Oh Jin!"

"Did I get your hand?"

"No, I'm okay."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, just uh..." I look at my phone and put it back in my pocket "Wasn't looking where I was going."

"Boyfriend troubles?"

"How did you-"

"Sixth sense" He winks and laughs "No you're just very easy to read."

"Great," I say sarcastically.

"So what's up?"

"He's not feeling well I don't think and he's not replied to me for a while now."

"Want me to cover for you?"

"Really!? Thank you!" I go to hug Jin but realise it's a bit awkward with my hand still in a sling, instead, I settle for a fist bump.

"Not like you're much help at the moment anyway."

"Rude!"

He laughs "Go."

"See you tomorrow!"

I head to the bus stop and jump on the next bus that arrives. I sit down and ring Jimin.

I'm sorry, the number you have dialled-

I ring again but it goes straight to voicemail again. I start to feel anxious. No, I'm sure he's fine. Maybe he's just sleeping.

I reach his apartment complex and buzz his apartment but there's no answer.

Bzzz.

Bzzz.

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.

"Go away Hobi!" Jimin yells through the intercom.

"Um, it's me, Layla."

"Layla?" The lobby door clicks open and I step inside, walking towards the lift.

I step inside and press the button for his floor, he sounds mad...maybe I shouldn't have come. The doors open and I walk over to his apartment but before I can knock the door suddenly swings open and Jimin pulls me inside and wraps me in his embrace. My balance sways from his sudden weight but he steadies me and holds me tightly.