Love;

Chapter Two: Selfish;

Selfish; lacking consideration for others; concerned chiefly with one's own profit or pleasure.

Synonyms: egocentric, egotistical, self-centered, self-absorbed, self-obsessed

Aish. I couldn't stand that boy. He does these things on purpose and he knows that it irks me. Yoongi was just the absolute worst thing this world has ever seen. I shake off my thoughts and change out of my school uniform into just a pink fluffy sweater with flowers on it, light blue jeans, and then slip on some socks with frills at the top. Don't criticize my child-like fashion sense. Then I heard a knock on my door. 

"What do you want?!" I was tired with him coming to my room and acting like a stupid child. "That's a nice way to talk to your mother. Come downstairs, dinners ready. I'm disappointed that you didn't great our guests." I could hear her shaking her head. Of course it would be mom and not Yoongi. Gah. "I'll be down in a second." Then footsteps make their way down the stairs. Couldn't I ever just get one thing right? Or at least a second to myself? It seems like I'm just always being bothered, either by Yoongi or even by my own mother. I wish I could just live with Jin.

I sigh and finally make my way down to the dining room. "Do you need help mom?" She nods and hands me the plates and things to put on the table. Yoongi, his mom, his broter, and their dad were sitting at the table talking, except Yoongi was just staring at me. He was so annoying. Does he think I want his eyes on me every second of everyday? "Y/N!" My mother calls after me from the kitchen and I sigh. "Hold on." I lean over the table to reach the other side, which was not a good idea. Yoongi smirks and I feel his hand graze over my back down to my butt. I quickly stand up straight and glare at him, not saying anything. "Keep your grubby hands to yourself," I spit out, making them all look at me and Yoongi to laugh under his breath. 

"Y/N!", my mom calls for me again. I give one last evil stare at Yoongi and finally walk away to help my mom grab the food and drinks for everybody. 

Yoongi's POV:

"What was that?" I look over at my brother and just giggle. "Girls. Don't ever get involved with them, they're annoying and awful." He chuckles but my mom slaps me on the shoulder. "Don't say that about girls." I just shake my head. Why was Y/N like that? She was so different from every other girl. All the other girls would kill to be with me but Y/N just seems to want to kill me. And why does she get so angry when I mess with her? It's nothing new. It's her fault anyway. She shouldn't be so easy to mess with. I smile thinking about her. Wait. Did I just smile about Y/N? 

Nah, that's impossible. The only thing I'd give her is a smirk. I honestly don't see what she likes about Jungkook. I mean, I'm hot, funny, cool, everybody likes me. Jungkook's a child. He's still a virgin and he's 16. Why would Y/N even like somebody younger than her anyway? Jungkook's nice and all, and yeah he has some good looks, but I have way more than him. All the girls like me more than him. Was it maybe selfish of me to think that? Maybe it was selfish of me to love messing with her. Maybe it was selfish of me to not want her to think about anybody else but me. Maybe I was selfish. But how can wanting something all to myself be selfish? I'm not the only person in the world who doesn't like to share. But Y/N's not mine. 

Whatever. I couldn't give any less shits about her. She's just a weirdo that I've been stuck with my whole life. And I would never even think of wanting to marry her. I can't believe our moms even think that would be a good idea. I mean, we're polar opposites. She's a loser, I'm cool. She's a prude. I couldn't be with a prude. I don't relate to Y/N at all and I never will. It's not selfish of me to hate her. I can hate her as much as I want.

Y/N's POV:

"Mom, why did you have to invite Yoongi over?" She doesn't even answer me this time. She grabs the bowls with food in them and brings them out to the table. Sighing, I do the same and then take a sit next to Yoongi's brother, across fro Yoongi. I could be on Mars and still be too close to Yoongi for my liking. I could never get far enough from him. He still just kept staring at me. Even if he was talking to somebody else, his eyes were glued on me. That's when I felt a kick on my shin. I lurch forward a bit out of surprise but quickly realize it was just Yoongi being an asshole. I wanted to just scream at his but I new I couldn't do that, not in front of everybody. I continue eating without even looking at him. But then there was another one. Him and his childish, stupid, annoying, games. I swear to God. This boy will not live to 20. 

I cough and stand up from my seat. "I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be right back." I smile sweetly before leaving to the bathroom. I close and lock the door, just sitting on the toilet. God, how was I going to last through this dinner? Every time I saw Yoongi I wanted to just rip his beautiful hair out of his scal-what? Y/N! Check yourself! Yoongi's hair is not beautiful! It's gross and probably dying from all the times he's dyed it. Gah, why does he do this to me?! Why does he have to sneak in my mind at times like these? When I should be hating him. He's a selfish, rude, conniving, awful human being. There aren't enough words in the dictionary to describe Min Yoongi. I'd have to create my own. I want him out of my house. I want him out of my head. I want him out of my life! 

Selfish; Min Yoongi

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Ahh, this one was kind of bad and a bit short but hopefully you'll forgive me. I'm trying my best with this story but obviously if you dont like it you dont have to read it. i think i might bring the 'smut' in a little bit soon, but only a bit. sorry for upsetting your horny asses. idk how good id be at smut so ill give it my best shot

credit to caroongi for the great edit, i feel it really fits the story line so yeah <3

anyway, its been your trash hoe ;-)

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-ava ;')