VODKA | P. Jimin ff

Chapter 1:

"When life gives you lemonade, just add vodka"

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(3rd person POV)

Rosie stumbled along the pathway of the busy road, drunk, sipping on the substance that put her in this state. Vodka. It was no surprise that she was drinking. She had been drinking her life away simply feeling sorry for herself, because she had no one to feel sorry for her. She was alone.

She pushed open the doors with all of her strength. She dragged her feet past the reception to the elevator where she repeatedly smashed her finger into the button impatiently. Nearly losing her balance she stood swaying slightly and people all gathered inside the confined box. The stares and glances that people gave her were mixed. Some felt sorry for the poor girl getting her into that state, others looked at her disgusted and ashamed. They didn't want to live in the same building as someone who consistently got drunk and woke everyone up because she was loud.

The agonizing stopping and letting people out so they could get to there door was finally over as it was now her turn to slowly walk out of the elevator. Being new to the building- and highly intoxicated- made finding her room a challenge. She had finally found a similar looking number on one of the doors.

'Room H35'

Her hand desperately searches through her small purse to find the keys that opened the locked door to her apartment. Or so she thought.

When she had finally found the keys she attempted to open the door but quickly failed when she heard the object clash with the carpet. As she bent down to pick them up, a strong pain hit her head and pierced through her skull. The pain her head had taken over her body and she could no longer think straight. Placing her hands at her sides and leaning her back against the wall. Her eyes started to feel heavy and before she knew it he world was completely black.

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(Rosie's POV)

I was woken by a familiar painful stab in my head. The feeling was regular but I was never used to it. The alcohol that was finally out of my system and the after math had me smelling like a homeless person and looking like I had just caught my boyfriend fucking some slut from down the road.

The white walls stung my eyes as the sun reflected off of it making the pain in my head 100 times worse. Something was off. Something wasn't right. Then I realised.

"Holy shit. Where the hell am I!?" I mouthed making sure not to make any noise to possibly jeopardize my chance of escaping the strange apartment with out getting caught by anyone. I slowly crept to the bedroom door halting everytime one of the floor boards made a noise. The door opened with a slight creek. I tip toed around the corner of the hall leading me to the living room where I was greeted with emptiness and silence.

Strange...

I walked to put in my shoes and leave when I saw a note in the corner of my eye. I chose to read the note which said:

'Hi this i am Jimin and last night you stayed at mine due to you being to intoxicated and completely unconscious...'

My cheeks heated up with embarrassment and a shade of pink soon appeared.

'I have just ran out to the store down the street to pick up some things. Please stay in the apartment I would like to talk to you.!
Jimin x :)'

No way am i waiting here. No way. I let the note drop to the floor and placed my phone on the counter whilst placing my shoes on and dashing out the door.

(Jimin's POV)

I had left to go the the shop leaving the girl alone I told the apartment. I searched he isles for what I needed grabbing the bottles of vodka and beers for the guys and I tonight. We always hung out on a Saturday night. Have a bit of fun, play games and drink. You know the usual. I remembered about the girl that I had left in my apartment. Maybe she has woken up. Maybe she is hungry. With that I grabbed some foods for me to cook breakfast for us both.

After paying for the foods and drinks, I heard my phone ringing. I swiped to accept the call:

" ahh Yoongi what is wrong?"
'Nothing just asking about tonight. Are we coming to your place for 7'
"Sure sure I am just on my way home now so I will have to go"
'Okay namjoon will text you later'

I ended the call and carried on walking home. I started thinking about the girl and last night.

*Flashback to last night*

I woke up to the sound of someone trying to get into their apartment. I tried to ignore the clashing of keys but it was just too loud. Suddenly it had all stopped and was replaced with a thud asif someone had fell. I walked to the front door and peered out of the peep hole. There was a girl with her hands by her side supporting her and her back against the wall. By the time I had unlocked my door she was already unconscious. I stood here staring and her frail body. The pungent smell of alcohol and sweat lingered in the air.
What to do? What to do?
With out thinking I wrapped her arm around my neck and used all of my strength to lift her up and carry her into my bedroom where I left her to sleep.

*End of flash back*

I soon reached my apartment. I unlocked the door and put my items away. Silence filled the air.

Is she still asleep? It's 1pm!

I walked into the bed room to see my bed neatly made. It had looked asif no one had been there. A disappointed frown covered my face as I sighed.

(Rosie's POV)

I had finally reached my apartment safely with out Any one stopping me and questioning me. I got a couple of stared of disgust and shame whilst on my way but I didn't care. I was just happy I had escaped the awkward situation that would have been caused.

A sigh of relief escaped from my mouth as I went to find my phone and put it on charge. My hands explored my bag and every pocket, but no phone was to bee seen or heard. The anxiety started to build up in my chest as I knew where the phone was.

The phone was sat on the counter of Jimins kitchen...

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Hi everyone hope you all enjoyed this chapter. This is my first fan fiction so I will try my best.♥️ please vote and comment what your opinions are so far, I would be very grateful.
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