Searching (BTS fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Abigail's POV
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"I like you, you're nice. What're you doing tomorrow night?"

Wait a minute! Did those words just come out of my mouth? I mean sure he's hot. Especially with a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a show stopping smirk, and the way his hair is slightly tousled because he runs his hands through it every so often....
Hey! Snap out of it Abigail. He works for the government, I can't get close to people like him. They just mean trouble. But it really is cute the way he thought that he could hide it from me.

"Ummm. Nothing really. Im probably just going to watch an old movie like the Princess Bride or, Ever After. Why?"

Oh what the hell. I'll do it.

" Really!? Those are like my favourite movies of all time! Can I come over and watch them with you? I'll bring snacks."

"Well, I don't know."

"Pleeeeease?"

"Alright. Fine. Be there at 6:00 tomorrow night."

Yessss! He said yes! I don't know why I'm so excited about this but I am.

"Well, it was nice meeting you. The rain is letting up a bit so I think I'll call the taxi company and see if there's a cab that can come pick me up."

"Okay, bye."

Namjoon went to the front door and got his shoes and coat and then called a cab. I said goodbye and then went to the living room and kicked my feet up and turned on the t.v. Then without even noticing it, I start to day dream about him. I can't do that. What if he turns out to be something completely different. Like maybe one of those gang leaders who's after me. He may just be really good at hiding things and just wants me to think that he works as an agent.

"Ummm.... Abigail?"

I jump as though he caught me doing something wrong. Even though he didn't. Right?

"What?" I snap.

"Ummm. The whole main floor is completely flooded and so are the streets, the water is at least a meter and a half high."

"What!"

I don't believe that. He's probably just trying to find a way to stay in my bed tonight.

Not gonna happen buddy.

"Yeah. I know you probably think I'm just trying to find a way to spend the night here but... Im not"

"Pffft. Me? I wasn't thinking that. Well... I guess you'll have to stay here anyways. There's a spare room in the basement that you can stay in. There's only one because I don't have company over often."

"The basement?"

"Yes, the basement. What's wrong with the- ohhhhh."

"Yeah. Just one little problem. I can't breath under water."

Wow he's cocky.

"Okay. Then you can sleep on the couch upstairs. Come on, I'll get you a blanket and a pillow."