Fake Love

Chapter 1

A/N: Play the music up there while reading :)

I glared at Lisa from the other side of the bedroom.

She smirked at me and tossed me back my phone.

Blood started boiling in my body as I scrambled to retrieve my phone..."YAH LAALISAAA!WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!" I yelled, unable to contain my anger (and also my fear).

She did it again, her stupid smirk.

I knew I should never have given her the password to my phone. While I was away in the bathroom, she stole my phone and ...well, DID SOMETHING! Such a 'best-friend'. "IF YOU DON'T TELL ME..."

She scoffed. However, after looking at my dead serious expression, she finally gave in.

"I might have texted--koff--Jun--koff--kook--koff."

"WHAT?!"My eyes were piercing her like a series of daggers (not literally - though I wish it was), did I just hear...Jungkook??As in my crush, Jeon Jungkook? I asked her. I was soooo close to killing her.

"Oh..you understood?"

"YES!!!"I cried. I scrolled through my messages and there I saw it - the message to Jungkook.

Y/N (or Yuna): JuNgkoOK I LiKe YoU!

I screamed. Though the sentence was short, the message could not be any clearer. I jumped over the bed, "COME BACK HERE BIJ!" Just then, I heard a high-pitched 'kaep jjang!' ( my phone ringtone). She stared at me and I stared back. Holy shiteu...I silently prayed that Jungkook had not read my message. Why didn't I delete it when I had the chance ARGGGGHHHH! I felt like pulling all my hair out! I slowly raised my phone and stared at my notifications...

* Message from Jungkook*

"CRAP!!!!" I threw the phone onto the bed and started running around like some kind of confused cheetah. Lisa read the message aloud. Mental note to self = Change my password ASAP. "Y/N...I don't know what to say..."

Cue my mental meltdown. Cue my ear-piercing screams. "LISA! FIX THIS NOOOOW!" "Wait! He's typing..." "Oh god~" I prayed as I melted onto the floor.

"Are you drunk??" Lisa laughs. HOW CAN SHE BE LAUGHING DURING MY LIFE CRISIS?! "FIX IT NOW!" "He's typing again..."Oh god.

Suddenly, she cupped her mouth in shock. "WHAT?! SOMETHING BAD RIGHT?!" I snatched my phone, about to correct things. But, I read what Jungkook had sent and dropped the phone.

Jungkook: So...Will you go out with me?

What. The. Freak. No way. The Jeon Jungkook I know (as well as everyone) will never ask ME, an ugly ass freak to go out with him. Who does he think he is to play with my heart?

It has to be a lie. It has to be. I reply...

Y/N: Are you serious?

Jungkook: Yes. Will you go out with me?

No... For once in my life, I felt my delicate and fragile heart flutter inside me. For once, I understood what the idiom 'butterflies in your stomach' meant. Had it always felt like this?

Love? Heartache?? Or was it pain.

Love that I could never understand? Love that I thought I could never feel? Was I finally experiencing it?

I looked at the message. Read it again. And again. And thrice more. 'Yes. Will you go out with me?'

I looked at Lisa. With an encouraging smile, she egged me on.

My fingers trembled. My stomach went into a tight squeeze.

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Y/N: Yes

A/N's POV: FYI, Yein from lovelyz is Y/N so...ya. I know this story is really cringy, but anyway, I hope you enjoy it ;)