POINT OF VIEW → bts fanfiction

Chapter 22

Nabi's P.O.V.

"You do realize we only have like two days till the performance right?" Namjoon asked again.

"We know, hyung," Jungkook sighed.

"Well then why do I have to keep repeating myself?"

"Maybe we should take a break," Jin suggested.

"Good idea," Suga agreed, collapsing into the couch.

"We just took a break fifteen minutes ago!" Namjoon argued.

"Well, it sounds like we need another one," Jin told him.

"You can't just take a break whenever things are getting messy, hyung!" Namjoon complained.

"Well, it certainly helps." Jin crossed his arms.

My phone buzzed. I mentally cursed as Jin and Namjoon both threw annoyed glances my way. I gave them a sheepish grin.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I announced.

I hopped up and hurried out of the room, answering the call as soon as the door closed behind me.

"What is it?" I asked V.

"Took you long enough to answer," he complained in reply.

"I'm in the middle of practice, you know," I told him, annoyed.

"How does it sound?"

"Well...it sounds better then before," I replied carefully.

"Great. You're gonna bomb the showcase."

"We're trying our best!" I hissed into the phone. "Why did you even call?"

"Nabi. Your friend is driving me insane."

I smiled at that.

"Well, you don't have to hang out with her all the time you know."

"I know, I know. But I needed to do something. It's so boring when you're not here."

I felt my cheeks heat up a little for some reason.

"So you're saying you wish I was there?"

"No! I just...it's just--more...well I don't know. Kind of." He paused. "Can't you leave practice early? She really wants to ''meet you officially' or something like that."

"We've already talked, though."

"That's what I said--"

"Nabi! Are you done? Do you feel okay?" Rachel's voice suddenly came in the background, along with a loud knocking.

"Save me!" He begged.

"You should go. Tell her we can meet 'officially' tomorrow," I told him. "Bye!"

I hung up on his protests and headed back into the practice room.

"We're taking this from the top!" Namjoon was shouting as I walked in.

••••••

Practice ended on pretty good terms; we sounded pretty good on our last try. I was so grateful to leave. It was already almost ten, my head ached and I was starving.

"Yah, V!" Hoseok called as I walked down Namjoon's driveway.

I cringed and stopped. You were so close. So close to freedom.

"Yes?" I turned with a yawn.

"Are you hungry? Feel like grabbing a late night snack with me?" He asked after catching up to me.