My Favorite Stalker (M.Y.G Story)

6

(Kim Taehyung's POV)

I looked around angrily, where was that damn boy?! No one had white hair like that besides for him. Maybe he was wearing a hat or something, I thought to myself as I watched the flow of kids going to their lockers.

"What happened?!" The yell of a girl brought my attention back to reality. I looked down at Y/N, her eyes full of worry. "Did you get in a fight?" She asked looking at my bandaged nose and bruises.

"Yeah, some random kid, angry about something." I said smiling at her, she wouldn't ever know why that kid attacked me. Because she would break up with me. And as much as I wanted that, I needed her.

Well...needed her money.

Her dad was loaded, he was bound to die soon. Old and sick, I know all his money is promised to her. Namjoon and I were working on a way of rewiring the money to us. All we needed was to have the old man sign it over. (He wouldn't know what the papers were of course) But I needed to stay close to Y/N till we could do it.

"I'm fine, really." I tried to give a sincere smile, before kissing her softly. She kissed me back immediately, wrapping her arms around my neck as I laid my hands on her waist.

I let my hands wander down to her ass, giving it a small squeeze. She pulled away giggling.

"Taehyung, we're at school!" Y/N laughed as I smiled, mumbling a sorry. She hugged me, being cuddly like usual, I could practically feel her love radiating off of her. I felt like someone was staring at me, I looked around but didn't see anyone.

"Taehyung!" My eyes looked over to Jennie who was running towards us. Y/N pulled away slightly, looking at the blue head.

"I-I'm sorry Y/N." She had a weird expression on her face as she touched y/n's arm. Y/N looked at her in confusion, the same as me.

"Sorry about what?" My girlfriend pulled away from me looking at her. Jennie looked at me, a small frown threatening to show.

"Didn't you guys see it on Twitter?"

I raised my eyebrow pulling out my phone, Y/N looked over my arm at my screen. I went to twitter to see hundred of notifications.

As I looked at the same image posted over and over, I realized for the first time that almost every student that passed me looked at me for a few seconds too long. People were whispering, others were pointed.

"What the hell Taehyung!" Y/N yell made me look at her, tears in her eyes. No, no, no. Everything was falling apart.