Memories {The Park Book 2} [ON HOLD]

It's Five

It took me a solid two hours to remember how Jimin might not really know the way back and might've gotten lost.

Oh fuck, I thought.

I ran back to where I last saw him, only to find him not there.

Ugh, how can I be so careless? Now how do I find him? Maybe I can call him. But...You don't have his number, genius! Ah, how about I call Tae? Hmmkay I'll call Taehyung and ask him for Jimin's number and then I'll be able to track Jimin and we all can live happily ever after! I assured myself.

I tried calling Taehyung, only to not have my call picked up. I tried countless more times to reach him but in vain.

Awesome, I thought.

After roaming about all the possible places I thought he could be at and not finding any Jimin, I gave up, disappointed with myself.

I decided to just hope that Jimin somehow found his way back and started walking toward their apartment.

I mentally prepared myself for the all consequences I would have to face and preconceived all the excuses I could give Taehyung if, gods forbid, Jimin got lost.

I opened the door with the spare key that I had with me, feeling terrible.

The thing I saw took me by surprise.

I was greeted by a very grumpy looking Jimin.

"Oh." I exhaled. I was so relieved at the moment that I wanted to run over to Jimin and give him a bone-crushing hug. However, I held myself back.

"I was waiting for you to come." He said, through gritted teeth.

"You started to miss me already?" I chuckled, hiding the relief and gladness in my voice, closed the door and took a seat.

"Not really. I was waiting for you so that I can kill you." He said, glaring at me. I laughed.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you and-" ran away. I cleared my throat, remembering my embarrassing, impetuous action.

"And?"

"And..." I thought of a suitable way to end the statement. ".... Had an ice cream." I smiled sheepishly at him.

"You what?! Okay, wow. After all we've been through, I cannot believe you had ice cream without me. How nice. Thank you so much." He exaggerated.

"You don't even know me." I rolled my eyes. The truth is hard, but it is the truth. "Anyway, how did you find your way back?" I asked, curious.

"Oh, that. A neighborhood kid just happened to come to the same mall as we, or should I say I, considering how you left me stranded and everything..."

I rolled my eyes again and walked over to the refrigerator, my throat now parched. I opened it, took out a bottle, which I assumed contained water and started to chug it. Ah, better.

"I literally had to bribe that kid 10 bucks for him to help me find my way back. And it was so hard to put up with his annoying self! He was so bossy and arrogant, I was so close to punching him!" He made his hand into a fist and pretended to punch that kid by punching the air. I snorted.

Suddenly I felt very dizzy and my vision blurred. I could see two Jimins, blurring into one. The world around me was dancing, making me lose my balance. One moment I felt agitated and aggressive, felt like punching Jimin, and the other I wanted to run over to him and pull him into a hug. I found myself delirious for no reason when my sane self abruptly kicked in.