Loving Lylah

Chapter 15

Lylah

He stood next to his car. Hands on the car roof, eyes tightly shut and jaw clenched. His whole body screamed "tensed".

I took tentative steps toward him before placing my hand on his shoulder.

"Jimin...?" I called out cautiously.

"What? Why did you come out? Why don't you go back in to talk about you secret admirer?" He grunted before turning to face me.

I was at a loss for words. I knew he'd be upset I didn't tell him as we'd gotten so close over the last few days but I didn't know how to deal with the situation.

"That's not important-" I started to say but he cut me off mid way.

"Seemed pretty important when you wanted to go out with them." He narrowed his eyes at me and crossed his arms.

"No." I gave a shake of my head before explaining. "You're misunderstanding. That's not what I meant by saying I'd go meet them. I just wanted to see who they were, not go out with them!"

He scoffed at my words and took a step forwards. "You're telling me that you've never thought of going out with them? Like ever? And why don't I believe you?" He rolled his eyes.

I crossed my arms as well and frowned at his words. What's not there to believe? "I don't know! Maybe because you're overreacting about this. It's just a stupid person who gives me notes!" I cried out.

His voice lowered dangerously as he took another step forward. The distance between us was shrinking by the second. "Over reacting?! Whoever they are have feelings for you! They're trying to woo you, goddamnit!"

I didn't know why he was making such a big deal out of this but I wasn't having any of his childish behavior anymore. Didn't his mother teach him to let things go? You know, be like Elsa for god's sake.

"Look, whoever they may be and whatever they are doing doesn't matter! It's not even a big deal, I don't know why you're freaking out about this!"

"I'm not freaking out Lylah! You're not taking this seriously!"

"Exactly! If I'm not taking this seriously, then why the hell are you?!"

"Because you aren't!"

"What?! That doesn't even make sense Jimin!"

"Well it makes sense to me!" He cries out childishly. What even is he saying? At this point, both our voices had gotten considerably louder and all our friends had come out to watch the show. I could see them try to approach us but stop midway due to our loud arguing.

"Oh good god! I don't even know what you're saying anymore but can you just stop being childish and stop this!"

"I'm not being childish! You're the one not admitting you'd go out with them!"

Where did that come from? I frowned in confusion.

"I'm not admitting it because there is nothing to admit! I told you that I don't wanna go out with him!"

"That's what you say now." He mumbled to the ground before glaring at me again and taking another step forward. "Then why else would Chelsea say that?" His voice was louder than before and I'm pretty sure we were attracting the attention of everyone in the diner.

I was so done with his immature way of dealing with this. I didn't know why he kept dragging it on to a full blown fight between us. It wasn't even worth it but I wasn't going to let him have the last word. Right, like you're mature Lylah. I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts.

"IT WAS A MISCOMMUNICATION FOR FUCKS SAKE!" We were practically up in each other's faces. Exhaling loudly, I went on. "Why would that even trigger you? Why does it even matter, huh? It's none of your business anyway! Why are you getting so worked up?"

He looked at me with wide eyes and an incredulous look on his flawless face.

"Why does it matter?" He ground out through clenched teeth, his voice, low. "Why am I getting worked up?." His voice was slowly raising, as he spoke. "It's none of my business?" He spat out, eyes, blazing.

I refused to budge as his eyes darkened even further.

"It matters Lylah! It is my business because it involves you! You're my business! Anything to do with you is my business!" He exclaimed with a tone of finality.

What?

My eyes widened and blood rushed to my cheeks. My heart palpitated and time slowed down for me. Oh god. Suddenly, I was aware of every movement I made, every little shaking of my hands, every time I blinked, every slow breath I took in. I forgot about the spectators watching us and that we were in a public place. I just wanted him to go on speaking the way he was.

Jimin grabbed my forearm and pulled me closer to him. There was almost no space between us. I could see the little speckles in his eyes and it took a lot of effort, not to swoon right then and there. My breaths came out shallower than before and my heart pounded so loudly I bet even he could hear it. His deliciously tempting lips were so close, if I could just get on my tip toes then we would... No! Bad Lylah! I mentally smacked my self for where my thoughts were going.

Jimin's eyebrows were pulled together and he was still heated up. "It matters to me Lylah l, okay?"

"Why?" I whispered, my eyes locked on both of his.

He let out a frustrated breath before yelling, "Because it's you!" My eyes widened as I anticipated his next words. "Because I-"

He stopped short of the words that I was dying to hear from him. Or well, at least what I thought he'd say.

I let out a sigh of frustration before stepping out of his hold. Just a few more goddamn words. That's all he had to do. Just complete his freaking sentence! But that's okay. I was willing to die out of frustration and curiosity. Yep. Perfectly fine. I mean it's not like I was totally anticipating his words. Pffft. Now I was gonna be in torture for the rest of my days. Forever thinking about what he was gonna say, wondering if it were the same words that I had in mind. He could've meant to say he liked cheese. My subconscious snickered.

Jimin went completely silent and our friends finally approached us. No one dared say a word.

Blair gave me a wide eyed look and I simply shrugged in response. My eyes met with Chelsea's and she gave me an apologetic smile that I waved off. The boys on the other hand, were doing a terrible job of keeping their expressions in check.

Taehyung has a gleeful smile on his face and was bouncing on his feet like the child he was. Jungkook, Jin and J-hope were snickering between themselves and I swear I heard them sing "Lylah and Jimin, sitting on a tree" very quietly. I rolled my eyes at them before turning to look at Jimin.

He finally looked up from his staring contest with the ground and looked at me before quickly darting his eyes away. I didn't know what to say, I wasn't sure if he was still mad or if I should stay mad. He had that effect on me. My mind would completely shut down around him.

"I'm going to class." He finally mumbled before getting in his car and driving off before anyone could protest.

Sighing, I ran my hand through my hair as I watched his car head towards school.

"LYLAH AND JIMIN SITTING ON A TREE"

The three idiots behind me sang out loudly, making me jump. I turned around to face their grins.

"K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" They were perfectly in sync and it would've been good singing if it didn't more resemble a war cry. I face palmed before groaning out and leaning my head on Blair's shoulder.

Sigh. Now it was time to answer her 10001 questions.

A/N

Sorry about the late update but I promise I'll try to finish this book within 2 weeks. This chapter was more like a filler chapter so there weren't much events included. It's also unedited so don't roast me for any errors 😂