I quickly grab my coat and my purse and I'm out of the house I need to be alone after all this I really-really do.
As I make my way to the the woods, I hum a tune, I sparsely Remember where I heard it maybe it was my parents or some guy on the street, but somehow it lightens up my mind reminding me of Jasmines and the smell of wild flowers. I make my way to the woods through the secret passage me and my brother made all those years ago.
As I trek to the top I get that smell again, pouderd wildflowers. At the top I can see the everbeautiful sunset, as I sit down on the patches of sand me and my brother say on ever since we were nine.
I wait in silence for about what seems to be an hour.
Then as smooth as butter I'm swept away into a memory one I remember as to what a happy family we once were years ago, a hazy memory from when I was five, suddenly I'm politely distracted by a low tuned whistle and weirdly enough it fits right in into my story. Faintly that gives me deja vu somewhat like I have heard that tune before so I try to distinguish were the whistle came from but very soon it fades but right as it fades away, I narrow it down to right under me......?
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I DON'T BELIEVE IN LOVE (a Kookie Fanfiction)
FanfictionThis is a story about the reader who has faced taunramic life events that shaped her to not believe in love and how jungkook fell in love with the reader changing her opinion on love forever. _________________________________________ NO MORE SPOILE...
