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Seventy-seventh Cliché

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"Layla bring her back by 10."
Layla turned to Taehyung with a look of disbelief. Taehyung met her with a more serious look.

"Seriously? A curfew...for her? What are you doing? You're acting like you're her father." Layla scoffed and she turned back to the boys who were watching them leave.

"Aww, leave him be Layla," Jimin snickered as he flung his arm over Taehyung's shoulder. "He just wants her back home safe and sound in his arms. Al~l so he could do dirty thing to her. What sly wolf..."

"Shut up Jimin. Mia, we have things we have left to do at home...come home before 10." Taehyung gave Mia a knowing look and Mia flinched as he mentioned coming back "home" to him. She had a feeling it would be more of her screaming his name.

"We'll be back by then." Mia nodded as she instinctively got closer to Layla—for other reasons.

"Come on Mia, let's get away from here. There's too much testosterone in the air." Layla mumbled as Mia chuckled lightly. Soon they began to gain some distance between the males and only when they would not be able to hear them or read their lips, Layla brought it up. "Mia...are you not going to tell me about it?"

"No...I will. It's just." Mia was walking with Layla back to Layla's car. "Can we go somewhere...just as long as we aren't here." Mia emphasized as she looked back at the campus. They were far from the boys but Mia was aware that it was not the boys she was afraid of, it was the campus that had him in it.

"Okay, lets go." Layla stepped into her cobalt blue car and waited for Mia to enter into the passenger seat. Once seated, Layla asked. "Is there anywhere specific?"

"No, anywhere is fine." Mia placed the seat belt securely and looked away from the side mirror. She had thought she had seen Mark. She ignored that because she was paranoid. Since she first saw him again, Mia had become too paranoid of Mark.

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They were at a club, in a private room, where quiet was given to them as sounds were blocked off to give the guests privacy. It was one of those hush-hush rooms.

"So..." Layla sipped her martini. Mia had her blue lagoon.

"I..."Mia had some alcohol in her and that made her feel more relaxed. "It's Mark."

"I know..." Layla did not mean to sound sassy. She was actually really nervous and that was not good news for her because Layla was never nervous. It was not in her blood. "I know, there's only two people you would avoid like the plague and it's Taehyung or Mark."

Mia stayed quiet, her fingerhbails tipping the skin off her lips.

"Stop that!" Layla frowned as she saw Mia rip too deep and her lips began to bleed.

"Sorry..." Mia apologized, it was a habit that only came to light she was really anxious.

"No need to be sorry to me, be sorry to your poor bleeding lips." Layla frowned as she saw the ruby colored blood flow from the plump lips.

"Mark...he recently...." Mia shuddered at the recollection of that night.

"Yes?" Layla pressed for her to continue. She wanted Mia to know that she was listening and that this was a safe place for her to speak about her worries.