8:33pm Wednesday Night
*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
I stir from my phone's text tone, awakening me from a much needed nap after a long day at class.
I rub my eyes and stretch my body before picking up the phone to read what the message says. It's from Yoongi:
"Come over and help me with this track, it's driving me insane"
I text back saying " Be there in 15, have you eaten? "
Almost instantly I get a reply.
"No, if you bring food I can supply the beer hahaha"
I smirk and reply back with a simple 'Ok' and force myself to get out of the comfort of my bed. I pull on a pair of ripped black jeans and a grey oversized sweatshirt, accompanying them with a pair Doc Martens as I grab my handbag. I make sure my purse is in there and double check that I have cash as well as hunting for my car keys. I find the keys of all places in the bathroom and make my way past the mirror at the entrance of my apartment by the door. I look at my reflection: my hair is a messy, curly mess but at least the colour is nice; I recently dyed it a darker shade of brown and it surprisingly matches my milky pale skin. I exit the apartment and get into my car. I drive around for at least 20 minutes trying to find a park to dash into the barbecue restaurant, but it's so busy that I give up and make my way to a sushi parlour. I pick up Yoongi's favourite kind - a seafood combination, and a salmon and tofu combo for myself. After 5 minutes I'm finally at the boys house. I make my way inside with the key that Hoseok gave to me and make my way into one of the three mini studios within the house. I tap on the door and a voice insides grunts, telling me to come in.
"I'm sorry I'm late, I was trying to get BBQ but it was hectic so I got you sushi instead" I smile as I place the sushi in between Yoongi's body and the computer.
"Ah! Thankyou Macey! The beer is in the fridge" he says as he gestures for me to go and get the alcohol for us both. I go over and pull out a chilled bottle for each of us and sit enjoying meal for a few minutes in silence.
"So.. The track, how frustrated are you with it?" I ask Yoongi.
"Honestly, I am very. I keep thinking I've got it one moment, and then Namjoon tells me it's not good enough and I have to start all over again" Yoongi groans.
"I'm sure he's not doing it on purpose, well actually I would think that if he was doing it to me. It doesn't seem like Joonie likes me very much at all, he's always so cold-"
Before I could finish my sentence the door swings open and Namjoon is entering the studio.
"What are you doing here?" He asks, not even looking at me.
"Helping Yoongi with a song. I brought dinner, you can have some of mine if you-"
"I'm fine with beer. Thanks" Namjoon sits next to Yoongi and starts talking to him about the song. They're both staring at the screen, playing the same melody over and over again.
"Maybe you should try increasing the bass, and then adding piano? It might-"
Again, Namjoon cuts me off.
"Maybe, you should leave it to us, the ones who actually produce music? Not to you who doesn't know the first thing" He says coldly. Yoongi is staring at Namjoon with a big O shape on his mouth.
I feel my eyes burning with tears of anger and embarrassment. I need to leave.
"Uh Yoongi, I'll see you later, enjoy the sushi" I say as I leave the room slamming the door shut behind me. From the inside of the room I can hear Yoongi yelling at Namjoon, thank god he at least sticks up for me, the other either ignore him or change the subject with Namjoon is rude to me.
After a long drive home, I finally crawl back into the comfort of my bed and let my emotions release. I cry into my pillow thinking and asking myself what have I ever done to make Namjoon hate/dislike me so much?
Why?
What could I have possibly done?
