Living with BTS

Chapter 14

It's been 2 weeks. Jimin keeps ignoring me, the boys keep trying to pry the answers to their questions out of him. Everything is off. But why, though? Tonight we're going to a party to ease things up. So while I get ready, y'all go talk to the other boys.

Namjoon point of view

I don't know what's gotten into Jimin. He's not himself anymore. We use to tell each other everything. Now, he won't speak. At all. When dinner is ready, he waits until everyone is done and then he'll take his plate upstairs. Sometimes he won't even eat. Maybe this party will do some good. Or not..

Jimins point of view

_lovelyjasmari_: Are you going to the party, tonight? 😋
Jimiin_bts_: Only if you'll be there.😏
_lovelyjasmari_: Can't wait.😘

Don't judge me. I can do whatever I want. Alex is free to do whatever the hell she wants.

Suga's point of view.

Jimin is being stupid right now. Alex is so amazing, and smart, and beautiful.. she's.. she's extremely beautiful..

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Alex's point of view

At the party.

"Do you want anything to drink?" Asked Namjoon.
I examined all of the drunk, highly sexual, and crazed teenagers. He nudged me to bring my focus back. "Uh, yeah, yeah a water will do." I said, fixing my outfit. Namjoon left to get our drinks, and I stood there awkwardly, waiting.
"To what do I owe the pleasure?" I stood still. Recognizing the voice, but my mind wasn't matching the voice to a face. I slowly turned around, and then it clicked. It's Rocky. "Or just look at me like I'm stupid or something." He continued, looking down at his drink, then looking up at me. Oh, how beautiful his big brown eyes a- hey! What the hell? "What do you want?" I asked. He looked at me like he was fixing to say something, but it only resulted in us starring at each other blankly. "I want to talk to you." He said. Too Calmly. "How much did you drink?" I asked, trying to be sarcastic, but then he looked down at his cup, and smiled. "I forgot after the 10th cup." He answered, rasing his cup, and smiling. His smile...
"So then you're drunk." I stated. Obviously, dumbass. I rolled my eyes at the little voice in my head. "Hey what's going on here?" Namjoon asked. "Hey joonie, how ya been?" Rocky asked. Namjoon looked at me, then at him, then back at me again. "What are you doing, talking to him for?" Namjoon asked. I quirked my eyebrow at him. "He came and talked to me. And it wasn't even anything serious. Matter of fact, it wasn't even a conversation." I explained, looking up to Namjoon. Man he's tall. "Mm. Well, here's your drink. C'mon, let's go dance." Namjoon said, grabbing my hand, and pulling me towards him. Rocky managed to grab my other hand, and pulled me towards him. Namjoon almost broke his neck when he realized I wasn't in his grasp anymore. "What the hell, Rocky? Let me go." I squirmed and wiggled, trying to free myself. At last, someone least expected, comes to the rescue. "Let her go!" Jimin yelled. He punched Rocky, which resulted in his drink splashing all over me. "Alex, what the hell just happened?" A very confused namjoon asks, looking at Rocky on the floor, and looking at a very angry Jimin. Whoever he came with, was looking at me, really dirty.  "Rocky tried, well, nevermind." I said, turning around and leaving. Who in the hell was that girl? He said he was leaving with his friends, as in boys, no girls included. I kept walking, trying to walk far enough away from the smell of alcohol, weed, cigarettes, and well, throw up. Eventually I found a cute, comfortable, and secluded area behind the house. As I kept walking, I spotted someone sitting on the bench I was planning to sit on. "Don't like parties either?" The guy spoke. I just laughed nervously. "No, the parties are fine. It's just the people who can't handle themselves, that I can't stand." I explained. The guy moved over, giving me room to sit down. Once seated, I finally realized it was Jungkook. "You? You don't like parties?" I asked, looking at the pond in front of us. "Not really. The boys only go to parties when the house is in a awkward situation." He said, rubbing his hands together. "Awkward situation meaning the whole thing with Jimin and me." I muttered, feeling guilty. "It's okay, Alex. It's not your fault. He's mad for whatever reason. You have nothing to get uncomfortable about." He said, putting his hand on my head, and moving my hair around a little bit. I smiled, which earned a smile from him. "Ehem." We both turned around, startled. "Can I speak to her, real quickly?" Jimin asked, already grabbing my hand. I pulled back, refusing to leave with him. "No." I said, snatching my hand away from him. "Alex, it's important." Jimin stated, trying to get my hand again. "This isn't fair. You can't stop talking to me for a whole minute, then act like a dick, and then try talking to me again." I said, standing up to meet his eyes. His beautiful eyes.  "I know, Alex. But if you come with me then I will tell you why I did it. Just please." He begged, stepping closer. "I'm just gonna go. I think y'all need y'all's privacy." Jungkook said, getting up, and walking away, awkwardly. Jimin watched him until he wasn't close enough to hear our conversation anymore. "I brought you some napkins.." he started off, handing me the crinkled, white squares. I dried what I could, then threw them away. Although I was starring at the ground, I could still feel his stare seeping through my skin. "I'm sorry." He muttered. I looked up at him, only to see him walking away. "Hey!" I yelled out to him. "You don't get to do this to me. You're not gonna ignore me, and make me question myself. You're not gonna save me inside, then leave again. What happened to you? What happened to us? We were fine one day, then you just switched up the next." I felt the tears burning my nose, and then they eventually went down separate cheeks. "You want to know my reasons?" "Alex, I never wanted this to happen." "Then why did it?" Why did you let it?" I asked, looking down. "Let's go home, I'll tell you everything then." He stated, reaching for my hand. I was scared. His hands feel like home but when he's upset with you, or upset in general, he can make it feel like a broken home. "Alex, please take my hand." He said, pushing his arm out further. I hesitated, but I took it. I'm the type of person who doesn't just give second chances, I give about 50 just to be sure.

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At the dorm.

I set my bag down, and he set his sweater down. I looked over at him, then back to the floor. "Um.. I'm gonna go take a shower, I smell like beer and leather." I stated, walking off. I heard him laugh, and honestly, it was the best sound ever.

Don't worry guys, there's gonna be a part 2, just wanted to make sure I still have y'all's attention.