Dating My Idol (BTS FF)

Chapter 1

Tin's P.O.V.

"I'm so sick of everything." Jack said, my boyfriend.

"And you think I'm not? Eventhough I'm sick of your bullshit, I didn't give up on you!" I screamed at his face.

"You're so fucking immature! I can't stand you anymore!" He yelled at me.

"Wow. So being jealous over some girl is immature? Don't you think flirting with her in front of me is much more of an immature than being jealous? Well, sorry! I didn't mean to get jealous. I'm only your girlfriend. And since when did I have the rights to get jealous anyway? You never gave me the rights. You'd say you love me then the next thing I know, you're flirting girls thru chats and messages? You think I wouldn't know that everytime I'd borrow your phone, you'd archive all the girls you have been chatting behind my back? I'm not stupid Jack. But guess what? I'm still here to fucking forgive you because I love you so damn much." I said as tears escaped from my eyes. I couldn't help but cry. I have been keeping all the pain, all to myself.

But because i love this guy so much, I just couldn't bear losing him. He's my everything. I have no love left for myself anymore. I gave every love I could give for him.

How it started? It started when I developed feelings for him. There once was a competition in school wherein we get to choose what team we wanted to join in. I knew he'd choose dancing team so I joined the team, regardless of not knowing how to dance. Long story short, We got together because of my confession after the competition. I asked him if we could be together and he said yes. Our relationship was 'illegal' since I'm still not allowed to have a boyfriend and because it's in most of our so called 'tradition'.

My parents don't know anything about my relationship in school. But they've heard rumors, from my brother, classmates, and cousins who go to the same academy as me. Unfortunately, they believed it more than my story. When we broke up, I cried in front of class, while we were praying to start off the class, and during break time. The hardest part of this was, he's my classmate. We got back together because I plead.

Everything I'm saying might or may have been negative but, he had also been a good boyfriend to me. He protected me from others at all costs. In our every monthsary(a/n: if your relationship didn't last for a year, here's a monthsary for you and your guy 😗) But then, our relationship has turned into ashes. The wind was setting us free but since I can't let him go. I felt like he doesn't like me anymore. He's become a cold person.  It's like he pretends that everything was just a joke. It hurts me when he didn't look at me like he used to do.

"Okay okay baby. I really hate it when you cry. Please stop crying. I'm so sorry that we had to fight." He said and a kissed my forehead sweetly.

"I'm sorry for being such a mess baby. I just can't handle everything. Thinking about you with someone else? It sucks that these images of you laughing because of another girl kept on flashing on my mind. It's hard to bear with it. I can't lose you baby. I need you and want you in my life. I could give everything, just for you." I said, looking up to him to look into his eyes.

"will you?"

"What?"

"Give me anything that I want?" He asked and I nodded.

He began kissing me passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moaned at the kiss, making him smile. I jumped on him, wrapping my legs around his torso. The next thing I know, I was thrown on my bed.

I gave my everything to him. I gave away card to him. This is how much I love him and I will prove it one way or another.

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THE NEXT DAY

I woke up with the beaming sunlight that is blinding my eyesight. I realized what happened last night and began to find where jack is. I stood up and memories from last night kept on pushing in.

I dressed in to my short shorts and a tank top. Walking downstairs without wearing anything underneath these two pieces of cloth.

I searched for him but he's nowhere to be found. A piece of paper caught my eyes.

It's a note from jack.

"You suck in bed. Haha just kidding. I'm not breaking up with you. Thanks for last night baby. "

Wait what? That's it? No "I love you"? I'm so used to him, saying that to me. I didn't mind it and instead, cooked for breakfast.

Hmmm. I'm thinking about going to his apartment. I miss him. Also, I'm starting to get really tingly down there. Could it be because of what Jack and I did last night?

Fuck. Well he won't leave me, I think.

I prepared myself to go to Jack's apartment.

I wore a long black off-shoulder long sleeved croptop and a tattered denim shorts. I paired my outfit my outfit with a boots that has 4 inches heels on it. Because I'm short. I'm only 148cm. I know how it sucks living as a short girl.

I did my makeup. When everything was finally settled, I took a cab and went to my boyfriend's apartment.

Time went by and I'm already here, outside of my Jack's house. I raised my right hand, which was in fist because i was just about to knock when the door opened.

Revealing MY boyfriend and a girl. They were close. Really close. Especially, physically.

My eyes furrowed when I saw hickeys all over his neck. They looked like brand new ones. He knew I was looking at it. He held my bare shoulders, since I'm wearing an off shoulder, tight.

"Look, tin. It's not what you think. These are just makeup"

"What makeup are you saying, Jack?!" The unknown girl said angrily looking at him,

"I can't do this anymore. I'm breaking up with you." I didn't look at his eyes as I said those words that trapped me on my own box. I don't know where this courage came from. But I just really feel like the need to say it.

"Tin. Please. Just lis-" I interrupted whatever he was saying and kissed him. The unknown girl left in frustration.

"Goodbye Jack. Thank you for everything." I said without glancing back at him and made my way home.

Tears kept on escaping my eyes. Why is this happening to me. I lost the person, whom I thought, was the love of my life. I regret doing it last night. I hated the fact that I did it in such an early stage of life. We're only 18 years old. It's not old enough to be in this kind of situation. The emotions I felt was dragging me down. To the point if could leave me breathless. It was hard to take in.

I succeeded going home. I burned every memories Jack and I had on the backyard. It was nice meeting him, during my life's journey.

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