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I found

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"I found love where it wasn't supposed to be."

- Amber run "I found"

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[wait until I say play music]

Suzy's POV

Jimin- Yes of course but how come I wasn't invited to the sleepover?

Suzy- There is no sleepover just hurry!!!

I respond. I look to my left and see Jungkook still sleeping peacefully, resting his hand on my shoulder.

"Aish! Jungkook why do you have to be so freaking cute." I say as I admire him. He really his very handsome. That's not the only reason I fell for him, his personality is everything. How caring he is, how kind he is. Just everything. You might think I'm crazy, I am a senior and I am in love. People always say Highschool relationships don't last, but this is one that will last forever.

Just because we don't live in a fantasy doesn't mean we can't make our own in real life.

"Aweeee, Jungkook and Suzy sitting in a tree-" Ji started to say but I quickly cut her off.

"Quit it!" I say softly but loud enough for her to hear.

"Fine.... Fine, by the way don't we have school tomorrow?" She asks.

"Yes why?" I answer.

"He doesn't have any of his stuff." She says.

"I know, that's why I texted Jimin to bring them here." I say.

"REALLY! You could've asked V instead." She says and glares at me.

"Shhhhhh! You'll wake him up." I say.

"Goodnight!" She says and stomps off to her room.

Now I'm left alone with Jungkook. How was a supposed to get up without waking him? Maybe I'll just wait till Jimin gets here and he can help me.

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*knock knock

"Finally!" I whisper.

Dammit, how was I supposed to open the door? I'll just text him that it's open.

I pull out my phone and shoot him a quick text.

As soon as I sent it he came through the door. I turn my head to look at him. He was carrying a book bag and Jungkook's book bag.

"Where do I put his stuff?" He asked as he struggles to carry all the bags with his tiny hands.

"Just sit them right there." I say and point to the chair across from the room. He followed and put the bags in the chair.

"Can you help me take him upstairs?" I ask and he nods.

He lifts one arm while I lift the other.

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