I feel as if I'm farther from Yoongi than when I started. Days pass, still no calls, texts, nothing. Who knows, maybe he's mad at me. For what? I have not the slightest clue. I keep checking my phone for missed calls, texts, reposts on twitter. Nothing. Jungkook and I have gone on a few dates since our first.
I pace around the room, where I have basically locked myself in for the past 24 hours. I finally can't stand it anymore. I'm going over to talk to him. I hop into the shower, and it put it on blasting heat. It hurts and stings, but nothing can be worse than feeling the internal pain that I have to suffer through every day.
I put on a pair of white and black vertical striped skinny jeans, paired with a red cropped spaghetti strap. I threw on a leather jacket and combat boots and prepared for some catcalls on the walk to the dorm. Just as I was about to leave, I got a phone call. "Hello?"
"Come over...I gotta tell you something." It was Hoseok.
"I was just about to come over anyways." I said, grabbing my keys and walking out the door, my phone still pressed against my ear.
"You want me to pick you up?" he asked. "It's kind of an emergency."
"Sure. You know where I live." I told him. Within 3 minutes of hanging up, I was seated in the car, asking Hobi what was wrong.
"First off, skimpy outfit." He said, examining my clothes.
"Well, whats wrong?" I asked again.
"It's Yoongi..." He said. For a moment, I was worried about him. Did he get hurt? Did he die? I wanted to know.
"What about him?"
"He broke up with Sammie, and she's going ballistic!" he said.
I put my hand over my mouth and gasped, for dramatic effect. "No!" I told him
"Yeah. " he said.
"Shut up!" I said. "Why would he leave her all of a sudden?" I was thrilled, and I was trying my best not to let it show.
Hobi shrugged and pulled into the driveway. "He said that he didn't think she was 'the one'" He explained to me that Yoongi had been planning on breaking up with her for almost three weeks before deciding today was the day.
"Damn, huh..." I said. "So what do you need me for?"
Hobi bit his lip. "Umm...you know Sam...she's batshit crazy, she kinda broke a flower vase and she's refusing to leave. "He paused. "She's p-i-s-s-e-d." He seemed to drag out the word forever.
I went upstairs, and saw the mess. There was Sam, her hair matted and stringy,holding a glass bottle, and then there was Yoongi, who seemed to look even more pale than before. His face was blank, accept his eyes, which seemed to be screaming. "Sammie...." I said, slowly walking towards her.
"HE LEFT ME!" She yelled. Her eyes were bloodshot, her mascara running. "OUT OF NOWHERE!" She threw her hands up. "WE NEVER HAD A SINGLE FIGHT! EVERYTHING BETWEEN US WAS GREAT!" She was balling now.
"Why are you getting so upset over this?" Yoongi asked. "We were only together for two months!" He explained. He ducked , as Sam threw the bottle towards him, slamming against the wall.
"Sammie, it's okay..." I said, putting my hand out. She was like a dog. "It was only two months, after all...." I was now standing in front of her.
"T-T-THE B-B-BEST TWO M-MONTHS OF M-MY L-L-LIFE!" She stuttered in between sobs. "I G-G-GAVE YOU M-MY EVERY TH-TH-THING!" She wailed. I held her hand, and embraced her into a hug.
"It's okay." I told him. "If he dumped you, he's missing out on a whole lot. " i said.
"Yeah.."She sniffed.."you're right." She smiled.
"C'mon Sammie, I'll walk you home." I told her. I looked behind me and I saw all the boys with their mouths gaping open.
I walked Sammie home, and then called Hobi to bring me back. "I'm not an Uber." he told me. I walked up to the house once more, and saw Jin sweeping up all the glass.
"How did you do that?" Jimin asked.
"It's called 'comfort'. You can't just tell girls, especially Sam, to get over it." I explained. "You need to make her feel good about herself. "
Yoongi sighed and walked up to me. For the first time ever, he hugged me. "Thank you." he said. Of course, Jungkook had to ruin the moment.
"Woah woah woah!" he said, squeezing in between us. "You can get your own Noona! This one is mine!" he grabbed my hand and hugged me tight. "Did the scary Suga baby hurt you?" He joked. "I'll kick his ass.." He said. I sighed. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"n-nothing..I'm just tired." I told him. It was past midnight now.
He grinned ear to ear. "You can stay over..." he said.
"I don't have clothes." I explained.
"But you can wear Sam's." He said, still smiling. He was still hugging me. I broke away from him, just to glance at Yoongi. He was glaring. Not at me. it looked like he was trying to telepathically burn a hole through Jungkook's head. Then again, he has a resting bitch face so he always looks like that.
"It's a sleep over." I told him.
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