It's been hours since Hoseok left. It had gotten dark awhile ago. I looked up and saw a bit of light. I looked at my phone and saw that it was 5:56 am.
I just sat there, crying. Not knowing what to do or where to go.
I felt pain in my heart. I felt my head pounding from crying so much. My legs were shaking from running so much.
"I'm sorry Hoseok." I whispered. "I'm sorry for dragging you into my life."
I felt a tugging at my heart. It felt so strong. I stood up and just started walking. Letting the pulling feeling in my heart lead me. Sounds weird I know.
"Where are you taking me?" I whispered to myself, as if my heart could answer.
I just kept walking, turning a few corners here and there, going over a few fences.
Eventually I walked onto a street that looked too familiar. I kept walking until I came to a house.
Hoseok's house. I shook my head.
"Stupid heart! Why did I listen to you!? You know he'll die!" I whispered. The tugging got stronger. More intense. My legs started moving towards his house. Like they had a mind of their own.
"Hey! Stob it!" I said. ( bahahaha I had to)
I went up to the front door and tried to turn the handle but, it was locked. I started banging on the door and yelling.
"HOSEOK! PLEASE!" -This is stupid why are you doing this?!- "Open the damn door! Please!" I cried out.
-She's not here. It's my imagination playing tricks on me.-
-NO! I'M HERE!! PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!-
"Y/N?!" I hear Hoseok yell.
"HOSEOK! OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR BRFORE I BREAK IT DOWN!" I yell.
I hear footsteps running to the door and the door opens. Hoseok was standing there with blood shot eyes. He reached his hand out and grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into a very tight hug.
"Y/N. Your here! Your really here!"
"Yes! I'm here!" I said. I wrapped my arms around him.
"But she shouldn't be." Said a woman.
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Converse High || Hoseok x Reader || Book 1|| Under Editing
FanfictionShe was the girl that nobody liked or cared about. Y/n is 18 years old and is in her last year of high school. Nobody ever liked her or cared about her. Y/n was always bullied. She was also abused by her mother and stepfather. Her father died when s...
