Chapter 3

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I was laying on my bed. Not really doing anything, as always. I was just staring at the ceiling and planning my day out Since I don't have class until 12pm and I work in the afternoon, I'm also really excited about the sleepover with the gang.

I didn't want to get up but someone had the audacity to knock on my door this early in the morning.

"Who is it?", I ask

"Yoongi, I'm coming in"

When I saw him I knew he did something because he was smiling at me, in a very guilty way.

I know this smile too well.

"What did you do now?", I asked rolling my eyes.

"What are you talking about? Me? Nothing!", he said putting one of his hands inside his pocket and the other one scratching the back of his head.

"Just tell me and get over it!"

"I might or might not have broken your hair dryer", he awkwardly said.

I Immediately got up from my bed and stared at him, while millions of curses crossed my mind.

"First of all, why were you even using my dryer?", I smacked his forehead.

"Oh my God Y/N! why do you keep hitting me?? And I need to go out and my hair sometimes takes long to dry I didn't mean it, I swear", he looked down. His forehead was getting red.

"I have work today jerk!", I screamed at him, I wanted to kill him.

"Did you...", he paused, "did you just call me jerk? The same person who kicked me last night?", he asked catching attitude.

"Omg please stop that, I didn't even hit you hard, I don't know why you're being so dramatic and I'm not even sorry anymore! Get out of my room!", I continued yelling at him and he didn't even move.

"No!", he said calmly "and stop yelling I'm getting a headache"

"Damn it Yoongi! Leave! I'm mad!", I yelled again, ignoring what he had just said.

I heard him scoff and I screamed in annoyance. This boy, he really doesn't understand how mad I am. He almost made me late to work yesterday and now he broke my dryer, which means I'm going to have to deal with my wet hair getting all frizzy and tangled.

"I'm sorry", he said almost in a whisper, feeling ashamed.

"Whatever, just leave", I responded feeling defeated. I laid back down facing the wall. I heard the door close and I sighed immediately getting up again ready to start my day now that yoongi disrupted my peace but I was surprised to see Yoongi still standing there.

This little snake tricked me. The audacity.

"What the fuck Yoongi!", I screamed

"Im not leaving until you say you forgive me", he said acting like a little kid

"Bitch, this isn't burger king, you can't have it your way", I said walking past him.

I quickly got outside my room to the bathroom.

Leaving a really upset Yoongi behind me.

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"The fuck happened to your hair Y/N!", Jess said as she pulled my hair.

"Stop!", I said pushing her arm away and she continued laughing.

"Relax dude, what's wrong with you?",

"Yoongi broke my hair dryer", I rolled my eyes and she laughed.

"Stop laughing!", I punched her in her arm and she instantly cried out.

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