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Bullied Heart {BTS FF Jungkook} Chapter 2

I froze. He was in front of me. I was in his house. I looked at the clock on my side, and it said 11:43. "We're late for school! Well, I guess I have to go!" I tried to figure out how I would leave, when I realized that he was standing in front of the door. "You should rest." 'Shit' I thought. He's trying to keep me here. "Please, I want to go." With no warning, I ran towards him, grabbed him and threw him on the ground like yesterday. He rubbed his head, but grabbed my foot. I would have gotten out, if he hadn't locked the door. I started getting scared, and now I knew the only way to get out would be to hope he had sympathy. I started crying, and fell on my knees. "I want to leave! What do you want with me?" He knelt down and wiped away my tears with his thumb.

"Even if you want to leave, I can't let you. My ex nearly killed you. I'm not risking that again. Besides, you can entertain me." My eyes widened at this, and I started panicking again. "If you think I mean in a romantic way, stop being dirty minded. I meant through your singing." I was still scared, because that was so embarrassing. "Can you dance?" he asked suddenly. I shrugged, not wanting to admit my love for that as well. "If you dance with me, then you can come out of this room. Well, to the practice room." I was willing to do anything to get out (not anything but you know what I mean) so I nodded.

As I walked downstairs with him, I felt his eyes glued on me, expectations high. As we entered the room, he opened his laptop and pointed to it. I knelt down, and picked the only song I could do dancing choreography to. The problem was, it didn't help my situation from the style.

When I finished, he gawped at me, scaring me a bit. "Come on, your turn. I'm sure I am better than the school bully." He winked at me and went to the laptop. He looked back at me. "I don't think you're going to have a daebak on this one, Y/N." I wasn't prepared.

Once he finished, I felt my eyes tearing up. It was so beautiful, sweet and perfect. He was sweating badly, and I went over and felt his forehead. "That was great, but you need to stop dancing for the minute. You're burning up." He was breathing heavily, when he suddenly grabbed my waste and twirled me around. "I will always dance if it makes you think of me." When he turned me, my feet caught on each other and I fell, taking Jungkook down with me. "Ah. Jungkook, are you okay?" I asked, before realizing that I was lying on the floor, with him on top of me. Then the door slammed open and there stood a boy I didn't recognize.

"Jungkook-ah, don't feed the girls who are new. They might be allergic to Kookies." I was confused, when Jungkook got up, ran to the boy and shouted at him "Shut up, hyung!" After about five minutes of them running, they stopped and the boy came up to me. "I'm Jung Hoseok. Most girls call me J-Hope, but you seem to be special. Call me Hobi." He held his hand out, and I shook it. He was polite, a quality that most of the boys in my school didn't have. "Do you dance as well?" I asked. His face lit up, and he got out his phone. He dialed a number. "Jimin-ah, could you come to Jungkookie's? We're dancing for Y/N!" A slight mumble came out, and in 10 minutes, Jimin was here. He saw me and run up to me smiling. "Jungkook tried to beat you up the other day. How come you are friends now?" Jimin tilted his head like a dog. "All brothers have fights." This hit me hard. 'BROTHERS!' I shouted in my head. I then shook myself, and asked them all to dance. Hobi turned on the music.

I was lost for words. They were so cool. "H-how did you guys d-do that?" I stuttered in amazement. Instead of answering, Jimin started speaking. "We are part of a School Band called Bangtan Sonyeondan. There's me, Jungkook, J-Hope, Taehyung and three others who you haven't met. They go to a music school because they were vastly achieving. Us four? Well, we all fail in our subjects. Not all the same, but all failing. Our other members are smart. Namjoon is in the top 1.3% of the country in English and has an IQ of 146. We're very lucking to have him. Suga is a genius. Jin is just good at multiple things, and didn't fail. Jungkook-ah is the youngest and the worst at English - he got a 4/100." I laughed, then realized I had no place because I was a naturally English speaker. Talking about school made me realise that I was skipping. "Guys! We need to get to school!" Jimin and Hobi looked at Jungkook, who face-palmed himself. "Sorry Y/N, I forgot to tell you it is Sunday."

I felt confused. "Um... maybe me and Jiminie should go? Yeah, bye guys. Have fun." They walked off, but Hobi gave me a cheeky wink while leaving, just to get on my nerves. Jungkook pulled out two chairs and we sat down. "How is it Sunday? I was at school on Tuesday, then I was running... then I don't remember a thing." I looked at Jungkook, who's eyes were wide. "You have a concussion! I need to take you to the hospital!" He got up, picked me up bridal style and took me out to his car, where he placed me carefully in the front seat. He got in and started driving. "Jungkook..." I tried to get his attention. "Did... did I have a coma?" I said as soft as possible. He stared deeply into my eyes, and then nodded. "I don't know whether it is good or bad you can't remember. Like I said, my ex tried to kill you." I remember the note in my locker. It must have been Hyuna. Trying to think of what happened made my head hurt, and I felt my eyes closing.

I woke up again, this time in a hospital bed. Jungkook was sitting by my side, holding my hand. "Thank God you only fell asleep this time. Do you remember the car journey?" I nodded, remembering our talk about Hyuna. "Jin hyung, will she be okay for school tomorrow?" I looked over to the doctor standing in the corner, looking at a computer. "Yes she will. Oh, Y/N you are awake! I'm Jin, I'm Jungkookie's brother and fellow Bangtan member. I assume the others have told you a lot about me!" I shook my head. "I only remember them talking about Namjoon and Suga being really smart and you just simply not failing." He looked shocked and stared at Jungkook. "You must have a concussion." Jungkook hesitated, then confessed. "Um... Jiminie said that, hyung. I didn't speak." Hearing them argue, my eyes felt heavy again. Jungkook shook me before I could fully fall asleep. "Where do you live? I will take you home!" I told him, and he picked me up bridal style again. I fell asleep on his chest, and I didn't care how we met. He cared about me to do so many things, and I was thankful for that.