My Bias Wrecker | Jaebum GOT7 Fanfic |

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I watched as he moved. He was standing so that he was lined with me. His eyes widen and a smile formed on his face. 

"I see you." He spoke into the mic. 

I have to play this cool. I'm surrounded by a bunch of fans. Some are Jaebum biased too. I slowly slid down in my chair putting my head down. 

"You're making it obvious Zoe." Harley sighed. 

"You." I looked up at Jaebum spoke. 

His finger was pointing dead at me. I pointed to myself. 

"Me?" I looked around real quick. 

"Yes, you." 

"Are you sure?" I spoke loud enough for him to me. 

"Yes." He nodded his head. 

"Why me?" I said. 

The boys began to laugh. Harley playfully slapped my arm. 

"Ouch."I looked at her. 

"Stop messing around with him." She gave me a pointed look. 

"What's your name." Jaebum asked me. 

"Why?" I asked him. "Is it irrelevant? Am I in trouble? I swear you shouldn't have been standing in the middle of the hall, like who does that?" 

I froze as people began to chatter. I just gave myself away. I sunk into my chair covering my face. This is going to be a long day. 

"Let's get back to concert shall we?" Jinyoung chimed in. 

"Yes, please." I mumbled. 

I didn't even get hyped up after that. I just sat and watched. I was scared to even move. Harley was having more fun than me. I sighed and took a sip of my water. 

"So you actually bumped into Jaebum?" The girl next to me said. 

I nodded my head. 

"What's your twitter?" She asked. 

She handed me her phone and I put my twitter in. I followed myself on her account. I then took my phone and followed her back. 

••• 

The concert ended. I pulled Harley down because I wanted to be the last to leave. I was scared to leave first. Once the arena was half empty we got up and left. Only to be stopped by security. I rolled my eyes crossing my arms. 

"What is it?" I looked at them. 

"GOT7 wants to see you." He spoke motioned for me and Harley to walk. 

We nodded and followed him. We walked into a dressing room where the boys were. I opened the door only to get blinded. I quickly covered my eyes. 

"Sorry." I mumbled. 

"It's fine, my shirt is on now." Youngjae laughed. 

I uncovered my eyes to see seven sex Gods standing before me. Harley pinched my arm. 

"Ouch." I looked at her. 

"I was making sure it wasn't a dream." She smiled. 

"It surely isn't a dream." BamBam laughed. 

"So you're the girl Jaebum has been going on about?" Jinyoung walked over to me. 

He looked me up and down. I moved back a bit. Being this close isn't good for my heart. I placed my hand over my chest tapping it a bit. 

"You okay?" Mark walked out. 

Double attack. Harley moved behind me. 

"I'm  not okay." She breathed. 

I laughed and grabbed her hand. She gave my hand a squeeze. I looked over at Jaebum who was staring at me. 

"What's your name?" He asked me again. 

"Zoey." I answered. 

"Nice name." Jackson walked up wrapping his arm around Mark. 

Markson.   

I looked to see Jaebum moving in. This is the time where we leave. 

"Is Jinyoung your bias?" Jaebum asked. 

I nodded my head. 

"So is Mark, Jackson Youngjae BamBam and Yugyeom." I looked at him. 

"What am I?" He asked, glare intense. 

"My bias wrecker." I smiled. 

I backed up a bit grabbing the door handle. As I turned it we made a run for it. Harley began to laugh and so did I. We were chased by GOT7. I turned the corner only to run into one of the guards. 

We turned around to see the boys moving in on us. Harley held onto me. Our feels are about to get wrecked. Jaebum grabbed my wrist pulling me towards him. 

"You're not like the other girls." His smirked. "I like that." 

"Mm, and you got a whole fan base behind you ... I'd like to avoid that." I pulled my hand from his grip. "We're going to head home." 

We walked passed them but before we left, we turned to them. 

"If you wanna reach us, you can find us on Twitter and Instgram." I smiled. 

"How would we know it's you?" Yugyeom asked. 

"You'll know." Harley smiled as we walked off. 

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Quote:  When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget.