You changed me [P.J.M]

Chapter 28: Not This Time

*Yura's P.O.V*

There it is, Kim Daeyoung's house. At least I think it is.. I'm not that good at maps. Should I? Or should I not? Maybe I'm just overthinking this. Or maybe I'm not.

"Get it together! You will knock that door and demand to know about what you have to know!"

"Know about what exactly? And why are you here so late at night?" Another voice replied my mini motivation talk. Well, isn't this embarrassing... my head snapped up to see Daeyoung already leaning himself against the door in a black turtleneck and shorts, his annoying smirk plastered across his entire face. As if he's been waiting for this moment.

"First of all, I don't think someone like you would ever turn in early." He tilted his head side to side, showing that he agrees.

"Second of all, I want to know what the hell you were talking about in the hospital with Jimin. About the bet.." my voice softened at the last phrase. Despite my curiosity, a part of me really just wanted to forget everything, go home and hide under the covers, praying that I could at least get some sleep. At least it's the weekends..

"I knew you'd come for a reason. Alright, I'll tell you. But not today(a/n: *coughing in the distance*)."

"What?"

"It's too late, and I'm the sort of person that really can't think at night. So.. come back tomorrow? Bye~" he was about to close the door on me when I slid my foot between the little gap, causing the door to halt.

"And you can think about playing games and what to do tomorrow when you skip school? Stop your bullshit! You're gonna tell me all that you know now!" I growled at him, losing my patience. Who wouldn't be angry when someone like me walked across the street in a chilly night just for a reason and gets turned down?!

"Fine! I wanted you two to end anyways. Here..." Daeyoung slipped his hand into his pocket before throwing a thumb drive at me.

"It's all in there. Next time, think about it before you fall in love." He huffed before closing the door gently. Slowly, I looked at the mini thumb drive...

*Jimin's P.O.V*
"Pick up.. pick up.. damn it!" I threw my phone to the bed, frustrated that I couldn't get in touch with Yura for almost half of today. Rubbing my temples, I paced around my room before a knock sounded.

"Son, what's going on?" Did I really yell that loudly?

"Nothing is wrong.." I groaned out before going to retrieve my phone and dial the same number I've been dialing since three hours ago. When will she pick up?

I was absolutely depressed the whole day, even dance practice came out groggily. I wasn't concentrating nor did I really care much about our comeback at the time. All I could ever think of was Yura. In fact, I'm starting to worry.. worry that she's somehow pissed at me for my behavior on Friday. Please, I did realize after two hours that it wasn't her house that I dropped her at.

"Pray that she comes to school tomorrow then.." Hoseok hyung mumbles before exiting the dance studio, leaving only me sprawled on the polished wooden floor. Sure hope she does..

My phone rang, making me fumble around. Could it be her?! I snatched my phone, not bothering to check the caller ID and answer the call.

"PARK JIMIN WHERE ARE YOU?!" For fuck's sake..

"I'M ON THE WAY HOME, JUST STOP SHOUTING AT ME!!" I shouted back before plopping my phone on the ground. I never really got along with my dad, not ever since the day my mother died.. he never really cared about her funeral actually. And they call it love. Tch.. what love.

~the next day~

I practically ran to school and was the first one to get to the classroom, settling my bag down and anxiously waiting for Yura. Forget waiting, I was praying. After ten minutes, students started to flood into the classroom, but still no sign of her. I was about to lose hope and forget it when suddenly the door slammed open.

Everything happened so quickly, I couldn't process what happened next except for a stinging pain on my right cheek. My eyes opened wide, getting the hint that someone obviously slapped me. What I didn't get was why this person slapped me..

"So, had fun with your game? Had fun toying with me? Yeah cuz I sure hope you did!" She yelled at me. What? She knows? Something started to boil in my stomach.

"Yura, listen. I can explain--"

"Explain what? Explain this?!?!" She threw a little recorder onto the table, already starting to play.

"Yah, who's the Hyung here?" 

"Fine. To prove to us that you don't like her, play the game we did two years ago."

"Yah, Min yoongi!"

"Fine. I'll take the bet."

"Jimin ah!!"

"Three weeks, Since you stole the other girl's heart within three weeks last time."

"Alright.."

"And it starts now."

"I'm sending her home.. Bye.."

Oh my god.. I looked at my friends for help, but they themselves were also shocked at the fact that the secret had been revealed. Taehyung then glared at me, mouthing: you should've told her.

The next thing I knew, she was out the door, students looking at me with stunned expressions while some didn't look the least bit surprised and in fact, a handful of them looked almost happy about this situation.

I won't do the same thing. I won't lose this time, I'll get her back.

Even if it kills me.

Omg I'm alive... it's been almost a month or so since my last update?? Most probably. My stories are getting shorter and I'm really sorry about that.. School sucks as usual, I have way too many homework and I lack sleep... sigh... I hope you enjoy this short chapter :) sorry for any errorz~~ Bai bai 💗💗