High School Love (Jungkook)

twenty nine

Within minutes, Jungkook's black car was seen racing down the street and came to a complete stop. The temperature had dropped tremendously, but I didn't mind. It was numbing. It distracted my thoughts for a short while.

The boy quickly got out of his car with a jacket in his hand. He wrapped it around me before saying, "Are you crazy? Why are you out here with just this on?"

I ignored his remark and followed him to his car. I didn't bother telling my brother that I was leaving. I didn't have a care in the world.

"Where do you want to go? Are you hungry?" Jungkook pressed.

I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to look outside. He sighed before pulling out his phone. I glanced his way quickly before going back to my original position.

"I'm texting your brother. I'm assuming you didn't tell him?"

I nodded.

Jungkook decided to stay quiet the rest of the way to whatever the destination was.

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Jungkook pulled to the side of the curb. We were on one of the main streets in our town. I noticed the café next to us was almost empty. He turned off his car and sat there, staring at nothing in particular. I did the same.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

I could feel my throat close up. Don't cry. Not now. I took a deep breath and began, "I told him that you are in my life. I told him that I am happier with you. He looked heart broken."

I took another deep breath; my throat kept closing in. Jungkook suddenly wrapped his arms around me. I felt his hand rub circles in my back. "It's okay to cry."

That reply opened the doors. My tears came rushing out. I silently cried in his arms for what seemed like forever. Guilt rushed through me and every other feeling possible. I felt so worthless.

"I'm such a bitch."

He scoffed at my slurred statement. "You are far from that. You shouldn't feel like that. It's your feelings and if he really cares about you, which I know he does, he will learn to accept it."

I rolled my red, swollen eyes, "You're just saying that."

Jungkook grabbed my hand, "I'm being serious. If I were in his position, I would accept it, no matter how much it hurt."

I just wish things were different.

"You're right. I have never wanted to hurt him, ever. I feel so bad. But I can't be with him knowing that I will always feel like a burden to him. For years, he's always tried to make up for me being bullied because of him, and it's messed with his head. I swear it has."

Jungkook sat there and observed me. He seemed really interested by the new information. "What do you mean?"

"His conscience. All he can think about is making up for hurting me rather than actually loving me for who I am. That's what's wrong about him. He sees me as something broken."

Being able to spill my thoughts out relieved some of my stress. Jungkook nodded and tapped his finger on the wheel. "He will come around eventually. I know you care about him a lot, even though he is a douche-"

"Hey, he was only a douche to you because he knew you liked me."

Jungkook raised his hands in defeat. "Still, you guys have chemistry. With time, you guys will be happy again," he lowered his head with a slight scoff, "God, I hate admitting that." 

I gave him a side eye. He really needs to get over the fact that Changjo and I are close. "Him and I will never have what you and I have. You are special."

He looked up at me with his round eyes. Suddenly, his bunny-like features appeared; his smile was big and bright. Despite the horrible thoughts that weighed my shoulders down, a smile crept on my face as well.

"Ah, see that? You look so pretty when you smile."

Jungkook examined my eyes before drifting to my nose, then lips. It was a bit awkward for me; I ended up biting my lip. His hand touched my chin before cupping the side of my face. "You are really tempting when you bite your lip like that."

My chicks got warm and my heart skipped a beat. "Y-Yah! You're so inappropriate. Why do you have me in this car anyway?! Get me out of here."

I practically jumped out of my seat, trying to open the locked door. He chuckled and shook his head, "You are really a kid, aren't you."

My cheeks burned even more. I managed to unlock the door. "I'm going in the café. Don't bother me with your perverted fingers!" 

"Perverted fingers??? Yah, Hana, get back here!"

I could hear him open his door and shuffle his way around before I could close the shop's door on him. 

Instead of yelling at him in the shop in front of people, I let him put his arm on my shoulder. My cheeks were still red. Aish, this kid. I noticed he wore a smirk as he bounced his eyebrows towards me. "How about you find us a nice, secluded spot for us, Hana." He said this loud enough for an older couple to look at us in disgust. Maybe it was a little bit of envy, too. 

I nudged him off of me and stormed off with my hands covering my cheeks. I really need to get back at him for that. 

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