Aesthetic || AMBW FANFIC || Jhope

🍀第十五章

Lunch Kiyanna pov:

Yeah...I definitely knew that Hoseok the annoying bastard was sitting in my seat as if right now.

I scoffed and decided not to go to lunch today and maybe play games on my phone or go out somewhere.

I strided down into the hallway passing the Cafeteria room without even glancing at it.

My hands pulled out my phone and called Yoongi to see if he was doing anything yet he suddenly hung up on me which was pretty suspicious.

"Hey Kiyanna! Why aren't you at lunch with everyone?"

I look up and see Namjoon smiling like a precious baby as I saw is deep dimples.

"I just needed time to myself, by the way do you know where Yoongi is?"

He looks up and thinks for a brief second.

"I think he's with his shawty.."

"Who Jennie!?" I say raising my eyebrow.

"Yea...Jenna.."

I smiled and shook his hand.

"Alright thank you Namjoon."

"Alright...Tell Momo I said hello!" Namjoon waves.

"I will don't worry." I waved back as I continued walking to the front of the school.

Yoongi is with Jennie...if I know him I know that he never hangs out with his girfriends that much.

I stopped my thinking and rolled my eyes.

He would actually...

I put my phone back in the back of my pocket and opened the door to then capture Momo drinking her Starbucks Coffee in peace.

"Momo why the fuck are you drinking coffee when its ninety degrees outside?" I asked making her brown eyes look up at me.

She didn't respond but shrugged and looked back at whatever she was looking at.

I decided to join her on the bench.

"I'm so annoyed...Yoongi hasn't been walking with me since last week.. I'm kinda worried about him but not at the same time oh! Also namjoon said hello."

Momo didn't respond.

"Hirai?"

I raised my eyebrows and see her staring at something which forces me to look in that direction.

Hoseok Highfiving girls...

Are they his friends?

I see Hoseok give them hugs and giggle to their jokes.

"I feel so bad for you Yanna." Momo lightly said.

Hoseok sat down on the ground as I seen girls sit down with him pulling out make up from their bags.

I used to do that to him in Third grade!

Anger quickly crawed up in my veins as I viewed them cheering and laughing placing the lipstick on Hoseoks lips.

I then end up seeing Irene walking up and wraping her arms around his neck from behind for her to then kiss his forhead.

He looks so happy. But when he's around me he's so different.

I scoff definitely not about to cry.

I looked down not wanting to suffer more than I had to.

Why is he doing this to me? What did I ever do to him!?

I unnoticeably wipe the tears that were about to exit my eyes and get up from the bench to go back into the school.

I was on the edge of losing it all. I wish we could just talk and settle this...I wish we could just not be like this...just be friends again.

I walked back into the lunch room and sat down with my little squad.

"Kiyanna I was worried about you!" Jungkook says quickly side hugging me.

"I was worried bout you to kook." I mumbled under my breath.

"Why didn't you come sit with us?" Jimin questioned.

"I though Hoseok would sit in my seat." I say looking away.

I then feel marks hands rub my back and pull me into his body.

"Are you alright? You seem down."

I quickly push him away from me.

"Yes Im fucking fine." I silently growl to then get up and put my backpack over my shoulder.

"I'm just gonna go to my class." I sighed walking away.

As I begin walking upstairs I let the tears drop down on to my cheeks still questioning Hoseoks actions.

"Kiyanna wait" Mark says catching up to then grab my arm.

"Mark what the fuck do you want?" I snapped.

"I can see it in your eyes...your not okay...did something happen? Please tell me." He begged.

I snatched my arm from his grip knowing what he was doing.

"I know what your doing Mark and Its not working...now please let me suffer in peace!" I say continuing to walk up the stairs.

"Wait Kiyanna listen, Im trying to see whats going on?"

I ignored him and kept on walking.

"Kiyanna..."

I groaned and turned around so he could shut up.

"What could you possibly want Mark!?"

"Like I said, I want to help you!" He stumbled up the stairs until he was on the same step as me.

"Help my ass Mark...I don't want you to know whats going on." I responded.

Before I could even move he once again grabs on my arm.

He deeply looked into my eyes.

"I want to know whats wrong with one of my best friends." He grumbled as his voice deepened.

I responded by sighing.

"Alright fine...Lets go out to the court yard."