He has every girl under his fingers .He doesn't care what he throws at his life.
But happens when life throws something at him?
Or maybe it's a someone..
It was lunchtime and I sighed. I guess "not eating in the cafeteria" became a habit.
Suddenly I see Lin holding on to Taehyung's hand and dragging him away from the crowds of people. I decide to head out too, getting a headache from the noise.
"You're Taehyung" I hear Lin's voice echoing through the hallway.
Lin..can you not?
I continue to pretend to overhear Taehyung and my sister's conversation surprised that Lin hasn't run off crying like a whale.
Hey, I'm not eavesdropping.I'm just able to hear everything they're saying while hiding behind a locker. Hey, it's a free country.
Suddenly my feet move to where they are and I pretend I'm here to drink water from the fountain.
I see them laughing and talking. Then for a second, I swear I thought I saw Taehyung looking my way when he slowly inches closer to her and kisses her lips. Ew Lin, didn't mom tell you not to touch dirty things? You never know where they've been.
I'm getting sick. Does anyone have a barf bag?
I sigh and trail my way to the classroom waiting silently for the next bell to ring.
Wal-king
I walk alone, my mind racing the whole lin and Taehyung scene replaying in my head. I reach my home and I sit on the steps feeling as if someone stabbing me in the heart. The phone beeps. Not him please not him.
The one I hate: Come over here Help me with hw.
Me: I'm sorry the new phone who dis?
Sighing deeply I quickly grab my book bag and head out the door, locking it behind me.
The whole way I'm thinking about what I should tell him. Once I get there the gates open and I knock on the door holding in my breath. And finally, the Princess opens the door.
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Wearing a long white long sleeve that has slits cut on the sleeves, a necklace, some black and white shorts, and black jordans. He has a bright blue hat on backward with his teal bangs covering his eyes.
"Come in," he says, grabbing my green bookbag from my arms.
"My bookbag's held hostage, "I say walking inside and closing the door behind me.
I sit on the floor and take my stuff out."You know, I know you have issues but I can't help you with everything." I say.
He ignores me and continues to sit on the sofa. I grab his hat and put it on." MY GUCCI HAT", he says grabbing my arm and pulling me towards him. As I look closer, I see the brand on his clothes is in fact, Gucci.
