I looked at my reflection.
I felt naked.
I wasn't in my comfort zone.
I never liked wearing dresses.
I wanted nothing more but to back out.
I was seconds away from calling and telling you that I want no part in this.
I didn't.
I kept telling myself to do this, for you.
That maybe after all this, you'd realise.
Realise that I was enough.
I entered the hall, my eyes scanning every inch of the room.
My eyes searched for the familiar mop of brown hair.
Then I saw you.
My hands balled up into fists.
Why do you keep hurting me Jungkook?
She was your ex's best friend.
Your hands were holding her waist.
Her arms wrapped around your neck.
Lips only inches apart.
You started leaning in but you stopped midway.
Your eyes caught sight of me.
Your lips moved, 'sorry.'
It's okay.
YOU ARE READING
Friends with Benefits || J.JK
Hayran Kurgu"I don't love me and that's how I understand why you don't either." :: :: :: :: ::.. I looked into your eyes in hopes of finding the emotion I've been longing to see, love. :: :: :: :: ::.. //in which a typical teenager hurts herself loving someone...
