Park Jimin | First

XXV

"Life is about the people you meet."

6:30pm

I was shaking in my new dress and white heels. I was holding a baby, pink clutch bag.

I felt like a princess as I stood next to my prince.

Jimin was wearing a white suit and black shirt.

He looked really hot, I wanted to kiss him so badly.

We were sat in the very back of the car with Jin and Jhope.

Jimin turned and looked at me with the cutest smile I had ever seen.

It was weird to think that he could be so risqué sometimes.

He placed his hand on my thigh and rested his head on my shoulder.

Sometimes I wondered if this was too good to be true- a mistake.

But it was the best mistake to have ever happened to me.

Jimin and the rest of BTS had become a family to me. I had been living here for 4 and a half weeks now, and it felt like home.

I'm never going to leave.

Jimin looked up at me with his hooded eyes.

"You look like a goddess." He whispered.

I smiled at him

"If I'm a goddess, you must be my god. Amen." I whispered, he laughed softly and closed his eyes, snuggling into my shoulder.

"We're here!" Jhope squealed. "I can't wait to see the girls... I mean everyone."

I laughed at Jhope, he was so cute.

The driver came round and opened the door for us, revealing the red carpet under the night sky.

It was in front of a beautiful hotel.

This shit is fancy!

As we stepped out of the car, holding hands, Jimin and I were blinded by the flashes of cameras.

Jimin led me on to the red carpet.

"I've never done this before" I said, being blinded again.

"Just act natural and smile." He whispered and I nodded.

"Olivia, look here please!" One man said.

"Olivia turn to the left please..."

"Olivia! You're not looking at me!" They shouted.

I didn't realise I was so popular since dating Jimin.

"Jimin look at the camera!"

"Jin and Jhope, turn this way!" More men shouted at us. It was so overwhelming.

Suddenly a large group of girls rushed over from the streets, wearing shirts with mine and Jimin's faces on.

"Jimin why are they wearing a shirt with my face on?! Who made that?!" I asked, dodging the fans grip.