Proximity| A Kim Namjoon Fanfiction [Hyung Line Book 1] **COMPLETED**

Paper Hearts

Y/N's POV

"Hello? Who is this?" the voice asks again.

He's with a girl.

Of course he is, I'm so stupid.

I didn't know what else to do so I hung up the phone and tossed it as far away from me as possible. My heart was beating so fast, I didn't know what I was expecting honestly.

I cup my face in my hands and clear my chocolate brown hair out of my eyes. I get up and go to the bathroom to put some water on my face. As I look up at my reflection in the mirror, the water droplets are not the only thing running down my cheeks.

~~~~~~~ The Next Day~~~~~

I try to keep my mind off what happened yesterday but it seemed damn near impossible.

Who was the girl that answered the phone?

Why did she sound like she was so close to him?

Why am I so jealous?

I'm sitting on a bench outside in the school courtyard underneath a tree for lunch. Why? Because it was Namjoon's and I's favorite spot to eat lunch.

I really am a masochist.

I'm two bites into my sandwich when I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. The name on the screen almost made me choke on my food.

Namjoonie.

I contemplate on whether or not I should answer it, but ultimately choose to.

"Hello?" I answer

"Y/N-ahhhhhhh! Sorry I didn't answer I've been super busy with promotions for our debut. I finally got a break in between shoots and decided to call you." He replies

"Everything's good no worries I'm just surprised to see you actually answered your phone this time."

"Oh! About that, that was just-" I interrupt before he could finish.

"You know if you didn't feel the same way you could have just been honest with me,not hung up on me at the airport and then try to prove you've moved on by having one of "your girls" answer your phone." I hiss back.

No. No. I didn't mean to say that.

"Y/N I didn't hang up the phone call-" I interrupt again.

"So now you're making up excuses? I thought you would take responsibility for making me feel the way you did! You just left and got on a plane! I don't even hear from you for two days after you land! I can't believe you would do something like this and you of all people. I opened my heart to you but now I see that that was a mistake. Being friends with you and letting myself fall for you was the biggest one of them all!" I reply

"Mistake? Y/N what are you talking about? I never took your feelings lightly! I tried to call you back but there was no service. I called you a hundred times when I landed but knowing you, you probably either ignored my phone calls or turned off your phone because you would rather avoid a situation rather than doing something about it!" He yells furiously into the phone.

"Shows how much you know me because it sure as hell is going to take courage to tell you this: never contact me again, I'm done with this. I was so dumb to actually think that nothing would change when you debuted, but clearly I was wrong." I reply weakly as tears stream down my face.

"Y/N wait I didn't mean that, I was just upset the truth is I'm-" I hang up the call. Whatever it was that he had to say wouldn't have changed the situation nor the tears that I could no longer hold back.

~~~~~~ After school~~~~

My sadness faded and anger took its place. I'm looking forward to practicing the debut dance number that was assigned to my class. I quickly change into my workout clothes which consists of a sports bra and workout leggings and head to class.

Everything was going great and the instructor praised me multiple times in my technique. I stayed four hours after practice to work on some things that I wasn't satisfied with. I let out all of the pain and anger I felt while dancing but suddenly Namjoon's face came to mind. I tripped over my feet and felt a crushing pain in my left hamstring as I fell to the floor without any strength to get back up.

"Owwww! Hello, is anyone still here?" I scream from inside the practice room. Some guy comes rushing in and sees me on the floor, helps me up and takes me to the hospital.

At the hospital the boy who helped me stays with me since my grandma can't come pick me up.

"Thank you for staying, though you really don't have to." I reply shyly.

"You never know the next time you might fall, I'm just here this time around to catch you." He replies smiling.

I chuckle at his remark.

"I just feel bad you drove me all the way here and I don't even know your name." I reply

"I'm actually in your musical history class, and as for my name it's Leo." He says then smiles at me sweetly.

"Well it's nice to meet you Leo."