✓ | The 8th

Chapter Forty

"That's fucked up," Jimin muttered as he hugged me tightly. "Don't worry, it was just a dream"

I was still in shock after I woke up from the craziest dream in my life. I almost believed it, how I was never part of BTS and how I went into a coma. It was all so fucked up it made my head hurt.

"Just bring her back home," Namjoon was on speaker as Jungkook and Taehyung listened along with us.

"I don't wanna," I groaned.

"Too bad, tomorrow you come straight back to Korea. Got it?" Jin was beyond worried as he yelled into the phone.

"Are you ok? Did anything happen?" Yoongi and Hoseok could be heard in the back, yelling.

"Hang up," Jungkook told Taehyung. "We've already filled them in, I'll go get the passports"

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"You idiot, don't do that again!" Namjoon hugged me tightly, his hand held my head close to his chest as he breathed me in.

"You know how worried I was?!" He cupped my head with his hands, looking into my eyes. "You could've been hurt"

I nodded. "Nothing happened, just a little hit"

"Just a little hit?! You got hit by a car!" Hoseok scolded, he put his arm over my shoulders and pulled me close to him. "Don't do that again"

"That's why I can never leave the maknae line alone," Jin narrowed his eyes at the three members who his behind me.

"I swear I told her to be careful!" Jimin yelled making Jin scoff.

"He's right, it was my fault. I want being careful"

"The news made head lines all over the internet, even the manager is worried sick!"

"Shorty, just stay close to us. You wont get hurt," Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows before pulling me in for a hug. "I was so worried"

"Victoria!"

I turned around and narrowed my eyes at the figure running towards me, behind him followed six other guys.

"Bam?"