BTS and Blackpink Book 1: A high school story

Chapter XV: Fighting but not really serious

EDITED: MAY 11, 2018

A/N:May contain a lot of feels~......

Rosè's Pov

My week was full of fakeness and good thing the whole school knows that me and Jimin will NEVER be loyal to each other and that we should separate. Let's just say that those imbeciles learned the hard way and dared not to be mess with me unless they have a death wish.

I walked down the hallway carrying books that I got from the Library because I had to do my report for the class. It was a little creepy actually because I feel like I was being watched. What could I expect? It's already dismissal. I shrugged the feeling off and continued to make my way to the girl's locker room this time,  my feet were walking faster.

But, before I was able to reach the girls locker room,  I was pulled into a classroom and a hand was put into my mouth,  making my supposed to be screams into muffles. I was gripped tightly by the waist and it had a familiar tingling feeling right now,  I dare to know who dragged me into this room.

I was shocked when I saw the gorgeous pink locks of the person. It couldn't be, ....
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"Jimin" I said when he took his hands off. I was met with an angry pair of eyes. He let me go and I tried to run but he gripped my wrist tightly,pinning me to a wall.

(A/N: The feeeeelllssssssssss~)

His eyes were looking like he was a devil who will take me to the underworld-scratch that. He is a hot devil that-Oh my god! I've been hanging way too much with Jennie, I'm becoming Corny....

"Get off." I told him COLDLY.

"No!" His sudden outburst made my heart beat faster. Oh gosh,  why does my back feel so cold and my front feels like it's so hot??

"I said Get off!!" I said my voice slightly raised and gathered all my strength to push him and I succeeded.

I once tried to break for a run but was stopped once again and was trapped in a muscular pair of arms. For some reason,  I didn't struggle.

"What do you want?" I said calmly. I am enjoying the hug really because I know I can't deny that my feelings for this guy is strong.

"Why do you have to act like that?" He said almost in a whisper.

"What?" I asked in confusion. As if on cue, he released me from his hug and held both of my hands while looking at my eyes.

"You and your boyfriend, Every time I see you with him, my heart feels like it's breaking to a thousand tiny pieces and seeing him holding you makes me want to cut off his hands." He confessed and I saw a tear drop on his eyes.

Instead of feeling pity for him, I was disappointed. WOW! He was making out with some cheap slut in a corner,  he didn't think of what his future wife will feel. He satisfied his need when he know I'm here for him!! Am I not enough??!!!  Wait,  did I just call myself his future wife??