Wait. I'm kissing Jimin...my brother's best friend...and he's not pulling away. It felt so right, but it was so wrong, so I pulled away.
I looked up at him and all I could manage to say was "I'm sorry."
I didn't even care if he'd see me at this point, so I hurried and got out of the hot tub and ran straight inside the hotel room.
I immediately ripped my favorite sweatpants and sweatshirt out of my bag and threw them on before jumping under the covers of my bed. I sat there waiting to hear Jimin walk in the room, but he didn't...
So I sat up and turned on the tv. I watched about two or three hours of MTV before I heard the sliding glass door open. I turned on my side under the covers and pretended to be asleep.
I heard his footsteps coming closer until he stopped next to my bed. He grabbed something off of the night stand and then I heard the TV turn off.
Oh, he grabbed the remote. I was waiting to hear the rustling of covers as he got into his bed, but I never heard it.
Then all of a sudden I felt him standing over me. I felt his hand stroke my hair.
"I know you're asleep, but I love you Mallorie."
I froze.
He removed his hand and a few seconds later I heard the rustling of his covers as he climbed into his bed.
I could not have been more thankful for the fact that we were sleeping in separate beds.
He loves me? He loves me.
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