You have been transferred to a new school in Korea. Living away from home is hard enough for you when, you are suddenly bombarded and harassed by the most popular girls in school. But, you have developed a strong friendship is with 7 people. The mem...
"Haha, I'm suprised you don't know." The unknown voice chuckles.
"I'm so sorry, I honestly don't know who you are." I said as I scratch my head.
"(Y/N)... how could you forget me?"
I don't reply. I'm so confused at this point. Who the hell is calling?
"Haha... alright, I'll stop teasing. It's (Ex-Boyfriend Name : ExB/N)"
I pulled my face away from my phone, looking at the caller ID only to remember that it was blocked.
"Why did you put your number on private?" I ask, scratching my chin.
"Element of surprise." he scoffs. (Yes it's a "he" in this story)
"Um, okay. Why are you calling?" I sigh.
He laughed again, I felt almost as if I could feel his cold breath coming through the bottom of the phone.
"I heard you got in some accident, I wanted to see how you were."
I felt my face turn red. I admit, it is embarrassing how it all happened and having my ex boyfriend know about it is horrible.
"I thought I blocked you." I question as I let out a couple of coughs.
"You did. I got a knew phone." He admits.
"What the hell (ExB/N), I blocked you for a reason." I say, aggravated.
"Yeah yeah, I know... but I miss you."
I try so hard not to gag just hearing those three word. I miss you.
"You miss me? I think not. Get the fuck away from me and don't you dare get a new phone to call me again." I say as I slam my phone against my table, hanging up.
I chuff, out of all times, he has to call now... and how the hell did he figure out that I was unwell in the first place? I digress, I shouldn't have to worry about it. It shouldn't be my problem anymore. I have more important things to worry about. Let alone some dumb guy who cheated on me with my rival. I can't believe he just let Maylen walk all over him. Ugh.
Knock knock knock
My weary eyes drift towards the corner of the room where the door is.
"Come in!" I shout, coughing at the same time.
The silver door knob turns slowly as the oak door pushes forawrd. A quiet smirk pops up from behind the door. I giggle.
"Hey Yoongi." I smile, tilting my head slightly to the side.
He pushes past the door with his hands behind his back...
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"Annyeong (Y/N), I brought you something." He says gently as he walks closer to my bed.
"Awe, Yoongi. You didn't have to get me flowers." I giggle, putting my hand over my heart.
"Pft, yeah whatever." He shrugs, putting his hand behind his neck, slightly turning red.
I grab the beautiful bouquet of flowers from Yoongi's hand and take a large whiff of the sweet aroma. The red roses fill my heart with joy as I hold them close, still being careful not to crush them. I gently place them on my beside table and give a small bow to Yoongi. He smirks, pushing his hair back. My cold (S/C) hand reaches out and soon meets Yoongi's soft hands. I close my fingers around his as shake it softly.
"Thank you, Yoongi." I whisper.
His quiet eyes widen as I feel has hand getting warm. His hair starts falling in front of his eyes and he quickly fixes it, giving a little awkward laugh.
"Um *ahem* I uh, better get going. Namjoon is wai-"
"(Y/N)!" The door bursts open as the bright smile of Namjoon pokes through.
I let go of Yoongi's warm hand and spread my arms wide, inviting a hug.
"Namjoon!" I smile widely at him.
He rushes over to me, tripping over his feet, still holding his shining smile. He falls into my chest as I holf him warmly in a hug. His cold hands gently touch my back as I rest my chin on his shoulder. After a while, I let my arms go as he softly pushes on my shoulders.
"So (Y/N), how are you? Have you been eating well? How about sleep? Getting enough sleep lately? I hope you aren't lonely." He says quickly.
I stare blankly at him and instantly giggle.
"I've been eating well. I've been sleeping okay. I'm not lonely with all you guys coming and visiting me!" I say, clasping my hands together.
But little did he know, all of this was false. I've been eating horribly. The food they serve me here is shit so I pick at it and then walk to the vending machine to stock up on cookies and chocolates. My sleep is non existent, Insomnia is. I wake up in the middle of the night sometimes just coughing up liquid and sometimes... blood. It scares me, I'm not going to lie, but I know that the Doctors will help me. Now, for being lonely, that's my biggest lie. When I have all of the guys come and visit me, I get so happy. Because I'm terrified of being alone. Every time they leave, I can feel the tears pour out of my eyes. Fuck. I'm so afraid of this. I'm terrified. I hate being in this hospital. I fucking hate it and I know I'm nt okay. I heard what they have said. I'm not okay.
I snapped out of what seemed like a daze with Namjoon giving me a nudge on the arm.
"(Y/N)?" Namjoon says concerned.
My eyes turn slowly back to Namjoon, still seeing Yoongi in the corner of my eye, looking quite shocked.
"(Y/N)? W-What's happening to her!" Yoongi yells as he rushes over to the bed.
My vision quickly fades and turns to what seems like television static. The murmured voices echo in my head as I feel the pillow against my head and yet again, warm fluid crawling up my throat and pouring out my mouth.
The word "Doctor" shatters my ears as it shouts throughout the room. It's the last thing I hear before...
I drift away.
HELLO CAL SPEAKINGGGGG I'm so sorry for not updating this very often. I've been super busy over the past 2 months and haven't had much time to write. Thank you all for 1k views! I will try my best with this book and thank you for your patience!
