CHAPTER 7 pt.2

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"So what's your story?" Yoongi asked me. The room fell silent as I took a deep breath but before I could say anything..
"Yoongi-hyung, please don't ask that question. She told me and I told Jin. Its heart breaking." Namjoon says as Yoongi scoffs. "Whatever." Yoongi says, taking a sip of his water. I blankly stare at my untouched plate. "Aren't you going to eat? You look really thin." Jin says with concern. "I'm not hungry, plus I kind of ruined the atmosphere. I'm going to go up to my room." I say, getting up and go upstairs to my room.

Jin's POV

My eyes widen at the words falling from her mouth. She goes upstairs as fast as she could. My eyes fall on Jimin who seems down, too. "Jimin, what's wrong?" I say from across the table. "It's my fault, isn't it. I shouldn't of hugged her." Jimin says with a heavy heart. "It's not your fault. You didn't know. Don't blame yourself." I hear Yoongi scoff. My head whips to the side to hear what he has to say. "You guys are ridiculous. Jimin, its common sense to not hug someone you've only known for barely 7 hours." Yoongi harshly says. The room was silent once again. "Is everyone done eating?" I say getting up to collect everyone's plate. Faint yeahs and head nods go around the room. I collect everyone's plates and put them in the sink. Everyone goes upstairs and I say downstairs to finish the dishes.

Namjoon's POV

I go upstairs to my room but I hear faint whimpering from Haneul's room. I knock in her door but she doesn't answer. I give up and go to my room. I hope she's okay.

Haneul's POV

I cry heart out into a pillow to hide the noise. My heart hurts. Really bad, too. I hate that I'm always ruining everything. Its not fair. Haven't I been through enough? This is too much. My head races thought the memories of my stepfather stabbing me. I curl up in a ball and cry harder. Soon, I fall asleep.

Namjoon's POV

I'm still worried about Haneul. I get up and walk to her room. I open the door and see her asleep in an uncomfortable position. I grab the pillow that she had clutched on her arms and put against the head of the bed. I pick her up bridal style and lay her down so that she look comfortable. I put some blankets over top of her and just stare at her for a minute. I notice her pale skin complemented by her black midnight hair. Her pink lips are slightly parted, giving out small breathing sounds. She's so beautiful. After a couple minutes or so, I leave her room and close her door and find Yoongi leaning against Hoseok's room door. "You like her, don't you?" He says smirking. "No I don't like her, I like her as a friend." I correct him. He rolls his eyes and gets off of Hoseok's door. He walks to his room and closes the door. I run my hand through my hair, sighing. I go to my room and go to sleep.

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