Just One Year{A Jimin Fanfiction}

I like it

Avalon

There are three days left until prom and I still don't have a dress. I would've had one, but Kayla said it's "too plain." I seriously don't see what the big deal is. Why do I need to waste all of this money on a one time thing. I'm literally never going to wear my prom dress again. It's after school now and Kayla and I are at a dress store trying to find a dress for me. I've tried on like a dozen dresses, I'm tired.

"Too many ruffles." Kayla says, when I come out of the dressing room. I groan.

"Come on. The last one had too many sparkles, the one before that didn't have enough sparkles." I say.

"You need to have the perfect dress because it's going to be a magical night." Kayla says. I roll my eyes.

"You sound like a cliche in every high school movie ever." I say. Kayla makes a face at me. Behind Kayla I notice a really pretty dress. I take it off the rack. I check the size and price. It's my size and it's on sale. It's white, knee length with blue detailing. It's perfect.

"Excuse me, I'll take this one." I say to the sales assistant.

"What about the other dresses?" Kayla asks.

"It's my size and it's on sale. I'm getting it." I say. Kayla sighs.

"Well at least it's cute." Kayla says, checking it out. I go back into the dressing room to get changed back into my clothes. I just want to get prom over with. When I finish changing, I pay for the dress and then Kayla and I leave the store.

"Let's get fro-yo." Kayla says.

"Sure, why not?" I say. We link arms as we walk down the sidewalk. A group of middle school girls walk past us. The thing that catches my attention is their topic of conversation.

"I wish BTS would come to America, more specifically, LA." A blonde girl says. My heart feels weird at the mention of BTS.

"It would be so cool to hang out with them." A brunette girl says.

"Ava, why are you staring at them?" Kayla whispers in my ear. I'm brought back to reality.

"Oh nothing. I was just daydreaming." I say.

"You seem to be doing that a lot lately." Kayla says. "Are you okay?" I smile at her because it makes me happy to know that there's someone else who cares about me, besides my dad.

"I'm fine. I'm just worried about life after high school." I say. It's not a total lie. It's pretty scary when you think about it.

"Girl, I know how you feel. But you should live in the present and stop worrying so much about the future." Kayla says. I mean ,she's not wrong.

"You're right." I say.

"I know." Kayla says laughing. I laugh along with her. Maybe I should be more laid back.

Jimin

Tomorrow we leave for LA and I'm crazy excited. We're currently on set for our next MV, Danger. It's gonna be released in August, but we're filming some scenes before we leave. We're trying to get most of it now, so when we come back we'll only have a few left. Taehyung was gonna film the scene where he literally cuts his hair off, but the director decided to save it for when we come back. I really wanted to see that. We're waiting for Namjoon to finish his scene.

"If he doesn't break that tattoo gun, I'll be amazed." Jungkook says.

"Agreed." Hoseok says. We laugh. Namjoon is kind of clumsy okay, he's definitely clumsy. He breaks things a lot, which is why we can't have nice things around the dorm. I really want the time to move faster, so we can get to tomorrow. I also really want to sleep, because it's late.

Avalon

I'm so tired. I came back home a few hours ago after shopping with Kayla and I did a lot of studying and homework. I decide to call it a night. I grab my phone and head downstairs to have dinner. I go for some basic food,mac& cheese. I get the water boiling. I go on my phone while I wait. I wonder where dad is, for the past week he's been coming home late. If it was because of work, he would've said something. It's really weird. I decide to play some music. I blast Roly Poly by T-ara. It's the best song for having a dance party, even if it's a one person dance party. I can't sit still whenever it comes on. I even made a dance cover of it. The chorus drops and I start busting out moves like nobody's watching, because no one is. I add the macaroni to the boiling water and let it cook. Overdose by EXO comes on. That's one of my jams. I start jamming to it. I continue jamming to different songs, until the food is done.

"This Mac&Cheese is good." Dad says. I've already had my dinner a while ago, but dad just came home. I'm standing at the counter holding my cat, Mochi.

"Why have you been coming home so late this past week? Is everything okay?" I ask. Dad stops eating.

"There's something we need to talk about." Dad says, as he motions for me to have a seat. I put Mochi down and have a seat. I'm getting kind of scared, because dad's never so serious.

"The reason why I've been coming home late is because I've been meeting with a therapist." Dad says. I look at him confused.

"Why?" I ask. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Dad says.

"Then why would you meet with a therapist?" I ask. This conversation is very weird.

"For you." Dad says. It takes me a few seconds for my brain to process what he just said.

"Why would I need a therapist?" I ask. He reaches across the table and takes my hands in his.

"You need to talk about what happened that day." Dad says. I know what day he's talking about without him having to say, the day of the accident.

"There's no reason to talk about it." I say. What's with this all of a sudden?

"Ever since then, you've never been able to be in a car." Dad says.

"I've been in a car." I say.

"When?" Dad asks, confused.

"In Korea." I say. For some reason, I was able to be in a car when I was with BTS. It's weird.

"We were never in a car." Dad says.

"I'm not going to therapy." I say. Why is he bringing this up all of a sudden?

"You can't spend the rest of your life afraid." Dad says. I pull my hands away from him and stand up.

"I want to be alone right now." I say. I head back upstairs with Mochi right behind me. I lock my door and flop down on my bed. After nine years, now he wants to send me to therapy. I look at my BTS poster and sigh. Yeah, I have a BTS poster. I also photo cards and albums. I promised I would be their #1 fan and I am. That's when I remember the dress I bought for prom, I didn't try it on. I get off my bed and take it out of the bag. I try it on. It actually looks really cute. It's as if it was made for me. I like it.