Don't Tell Em

Pinky Promises

    Did I hear his words correctly? He wants me to be his? I couldn't control the smile that was forming on my face.

    "Wait, what was that?" I ask just to be sure.

    "I want you to be mine." He repeats with a smile.

    "Really?"

     "Yeah, we've been talking for the past month and I think we could be something."
The smile was short-lived as I began to think of all the complications that might come with this relationship. I mean, I want him, I really do. But all the problems that could arise...

     "Aaliyah, what's wrong? We can stay friends, I just thought-" He began before I cut him off.

    "No, Its not that. Not that at all. I want you and I want us to be together but how would we work. There is already a lot working against us..." I say looking down.

    "A lot like what?" He questioned.

    "Time zones. Tours. Distance. The fact that the media is always looking for something. All of your fangirls."

    "We can work all of that out. It doesn't matter where I am, if I have a free moment, I'm going to get in contact with you. Time zones? I'll tell you before we even get there how many hours ahead or behind. Then we'll work out a time that's good for you. I'll stay up if I have to, I don't care. Distance? We can Skype every night and I'll fly out there whenever I can. And as for my fans, don't tell them. We can keep it lowkey. They don't have to know. "

    "And what happens if they find out? What about the age difference? That's asking for people to judge you. Keeping it lowkey could work, but what if someone takes an interest in you? I can't claim you as mine..." I say looking down.

    " Your age? You're almost 18 and I don't plan on us doing anything that would break that law for a while. Well your birthday is coming up anyway so it doesn't really matter. And if people judge me, its not the first time and it probably won't be the last. And if someone takes an interest in me, it doesn't matter because I'd know that I'm yours. I would only see you." He says sincerely.

    "I've heard that so many times. And they all turn out the same." I say just above a whisper as my mind flashes back over all the times I've been hurt.

   "Look at me baby girl."

I bring my head up to look into his eyes.

     "I'm 100% serious about you. I'm not
talking to anybody else. You're the only person I see in that way. I want you to be my girlfriend. No half titles that are used to define fake relationships. I'm going to be faithful to you." He declares.

    "You promise? You're not going to smile in my face and tell my how special I am to you and then as soon as I turn around I read on allkpop that you were caught with some other girl?" I inquire.

    "I promise."

    "Pinky swear?" I ask holding my pinky up toward the webcam and letting my childishness show.

    He gives a chuckle before answering as he brings his pinky up to be seen on the screen. "I pinky promise, touch thumbs. I'll never make you suffer."

   I smile at him. "I know that song."

   "I do too."

   "Well obviously." I give a small laugh. "And yes."

     "Yes what?" He leans in toward the camera in attempt to hear me.

   "Yes, I will be your girlfriend." I say as I roll my eyes.

   "I just wanted to hear you say it." He says as he leans back.

    "Don't you have a photoshoot to get ready for?" I raise my eyebrow at him.
As if on cue, I hear Suga's voice calling him from somewhere in the room telling him to do something in Korean.

    "Well I have to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow." He says as he stands up.

    "Ok and is 'Baby girl' my nickname?" I ask as I think about how much I like the way it sounds.

    "Maybe. I don't know yet." He says with a smile.

    "Ok but go get ready before Suga curses at you." I say as I smile back at him.

    We say our goodbyes and end the Skype call. I lay back against my bed with a smile that stretched from ear to ear. Kim Namjoon is my boyfriend. And I absolutely love the way that sounds.

A/N: Its a short chapter. I know and I'm sorry for that but I've been so busy lately with school and homework that I felt that I needed to get something up. But I'm still here and I'm not abandoning this story. But yayyy they're finally together! Now the fun stuff can begin. Not the problems yet but fluffy stuff. If you don't like fluff, bare with me. A relationship needs to have once been good for one to realize that it's turned bad. Thank you to all who have read up until now and have voted,commented, and put it on their lists. I love you all! Bye for now.