House of Cards {Taehyung x Reader}

Chapter 3

Just a heads up there is a brief mention of self harm scars in this chapter

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It was monday so I was back at school. Honestly I kinda miss the adventure of the switched phones, if you can even call it an adventure. The worst part is that since it is Monday after the concert everyone is talking about them. They all babbled about the show meanwhile I was fighting the story in. It's not like anyone would believe me if I told them.

"Taehyung was even more beautiful in person." (f/n) swooned.

"He really is.." I mumbled unknowingly.

"What was that?"

"I said.. I'm sure he is!" I saved myself.

"Ha, I knew none of the boys would fall for you guys." Allie joined it.

"They didn't fall for you either." I protected my friends. She let out an over dramatic laugh and then opened her phone and positioned it for us all to see. It displayed a photo of her leaning over the meet and greet table with Taehyung poking her in the cheek. Everyone gasped.

"I don't get it." I looked around at everyone in hopes they would give me an explanation.

"He pokes the cheeks of people he thinks is cute." Louise said quietly. I could see how hurt (f/n) was and I'm not gonna lie it hurt me too. He didn't poke me cheeks and we were together twice. I tried to stand tall to show it didn't affect me.

"Someone thinking you're cute and falling for you are very different." I said boldly. Allie shifted her stance.

"But it's closer than you'll ever get, nobody thinks you're attractive." She laughed. She knew she was getting to me.

"Hey that was uncalled for." Jackie spoke.

"Whatever, see you guys never." She strutted off. My friends tried to cheer me up when my phone buzzed. I clicked my phone on and saw I had gotten a message from 'The Korean'. Who the hell is this?

'Hello :)' Read the message. I looked down at my phone confused. (f/n) grabbed the phone when she saw me looking at it.

"Ohhh, who's this, 'the korean'... Is that the boy you met with on Saturday! Why didn't you tell me he was korean!" She playfully hit me. That's when I remembered Taehyung saying something about the phone and 'The Korean'. Could he be texting me? My heart started speeding up.

"Uhm, yeah.. Sorry I didn't think the Korean part was important." I looked down again at the message. I'm gonna have to change that name, everyone will wonder who the korean in my phone is.

Thankfully my friends started walking in front of me and left me to text him. I took a second to think about what to say, I figured 'Hiya' was the best way to go. My finger hovered over the send button.

Should I really be doing this? I don't even know him.. Plus if (f/n) knew I was talking to him, out of all the members, she'd kill me. You know what, I'm not sending it. Sorry Taehyung it was fun but I can't.

"(y/n)!" Someone laughed and shouldered me. I gripped onto my phone so I wouldn't drop it. Looking up I saw my ex-boyfriend, Alex, laughing with his friends. He held his hands up and mimicked groping someone's chest but formed his hands to make fun of my smaller chest. He stuck his lower lip out in an over exaggerated pout. I faced back forward and crossed my armed over my stomach self consciously. I still need to delete the text so I raised the phone into view, that's when I saw my message on a green bubble. I must of hit the send button on accident. Shit. I guess there's no going back now.

In the lower left corner the dots appeared, awaiting his response.

'I just got done with practice. What are you up to?' His english was a lot better than in person.