Chapter 5

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"You bitch! How do you get a date with Namjoon, but I can't get a date with Brendon Urie?!" Deziree yells at me while I was changing out of my stage clothes. "Because people don't like loud-ass mother fuckers like yourself." I replied smirking in the mirror at her. "Like you're any less loud than I am." She muttered burying herself in the comfort of her phone. "I never said i was quieter i just implied that people like me." Sticking my tongue out I walked by her and grabbed my bag. "Leggo." Deziree groaned before getting out of her chair and trudging after my retreating form. "Carry me?" "Fuck off." "Fuck you." "Name the time and place." "That's Namjoon's job now. AND REMEMBER TO BE SAFE!" "You need a doctor." "You play Surgeon Simulator, so I'm good." We stared at each other for a second before we burst into laughter at the absurd idea of me being a doctor. "Seongmi!" Turning around I saw Namjoon walking towards Deziree and myself with the rest of the Bangtan Boys in tow. "That's my name." "Stop talking in Koreannnnnnn. I can't understand you. I need Japanesian or Engrishhhh." Deziree whined next to me before cringing when I whacked her in the back of the head. Dez began mumbling profanities at me before she plopped down onto the floor at my feet. "This bitch is crazy." "HEY! You have said that enough times for me to figure out what you are saying!" "Go suck a dick" "No." Rolling my eyes I turned back to Namjoon. "So what's up?"  "I wanted to know if you um really want to go on a date? Seriously, not just for publicity." "I didn't say anything for publicity. I was wondering where you wanted our date to be?" Namjoon, who obviously thought I was just doing a publicity stunt, blushed and stuttered trying to figure out an answer. "Here why don't you call me and tell me when and where our date will be when you find out your schedule?" I pulled a marker that I keep with me for autographs before looking around. Not finding anything to use, I took Namjoon's arm and wrote my number. "There. Now I gotta get going, but call me later when you can." I winked at him before grabbing the back of Dexiree's shirt and literally dragging her towards the exit. "Stupid asswipe." I heard her mutter. "Yeah, well this asswipe has a date and you don't." 



"Fuck off."



A/N:   Sorry for the short chapter it's just a bit of a filler. Also, SORRY! I forgot to upload last night! Next update in 2 weeks. <3

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