Blackpink is StarStruck by the band, BTS. This story will lead lead to the love story of Jisoo, whom falls in love with BTS and leads to good things...or bad?
Read to find out!
Start Date: 07.16.2017
End Date: XX.XX.XXXX
A/N: This story is recommen...
"Thank you for helping me," I waved at Bambam, whom had dropped me off back at the hotel.
"Call me if you need anything!" Bambam yelled, and drove off.
I smiled, and skipped back inside the hotel, almost forgetting why I ran from the hotel in the first place.
I bumped into someone and fell once again. I looked to see Jimin, and my eyes widened. I quickly got up, pushing his hand away, and walked past him.
"Yah!" Jimin ran after me and grabbed my shoulder gently this time. "I-I'm sorry about what happened earlier.." He panted.
I pulled hand off my shoulder, and said, "It's okay, just forget it," I ran back inside the hotel and headed back to Jisoo's room, to retrieve my phone which I left in there.
I opened the door, suprised that it was unlocked, and found no one in the room. I stepped into the bathroom, and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red from crying, and my cheeks were stained with dry tears, as my lips were chapped and my hair was tangled in knots.
Ewww! I can't believe Bambam helped an ugly girl like me...
I washed my face, and brushed my hair a bit, before plopping myself down on the bed. I grabbed my phone, and looked into the group chat, to find a video, with Jisoo.
I looked at it curiously, and began to watch it. I laughed at how Jisoo was dancing to the 'Go Go' song while dusting the room. Near the end, I saw her fall to the floor, and in the background I heard a sqeauky sounding laughter.
Who was laughing and filming her?
I wondered.
Right then, the door clicked, and I saw Jisoo step into the room. Her hair was tied into a messy bun, and her apron was covered in dust and muck from cleaning. She looked at me and frowned.
"Where were you?! I had to clean up the rooms by myself!" Ohhhh, I forgot, Whoops...
"Sorry! And technically you weren't alone..." I smirked, and showed her the video in the group chat.
"NOOO! WHERE DID YOU GET THIS???" Jisoo lounged for my phone, but I pulled it back before it came within her grasp.
"It's in the group chat," I laughed at her reaction, her brows furrowed and her face turned redder, and redder.
"That bastard! I swear.." Jisoo fumed, as she stormed into the bathroom.
I chuckled, and got up, going back to my room.
Jennie POV
"Cmon Lisa! It's time for dinner!" I yelled, waiting in front of the door. We were going to a fancy restaurant with our managers and BTS to have a discussion on our collaboration.
"One more minute!" She yelled back. I rolled my eyes, and leaned my head against the door, recalling the time when Namjoon kissed my cheek. I immediately blushed, thinking about how soft his lips felt agaisnt my-
NO JENNNIE CONTROL YOURSELF. BREATHE IN, BREATHE OUT.
I took a couple deep breaths to calm down my hormones.
I wasn't necessarily mad at them for being clueless douchebags, but it did kind of piss me off. I'm pretty sure those girls will never come up ever again though.
I opened my phone, and looked through the group chat to find that video with Jisoo dancing. I read the replies below:
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