The Fan

Chapter 4

This was it. Today was the day. I stood in front of the concert center and took the deepest breath of my life in an attempt to calm my nerves.

I was dressed simply in black ripped jeans, black converse, and an olive hoodie that was probably the most comfortable thing that I owned, despite the fact that it was slightly too short. (Like a crop top sweater but longer)

I checked the directions Tae had sent me this morning and walked in. Some guards stopped me on my way through, but when I showed them the messages, they radioed every other guard to tell them that I was clear to go. 

I paced along the lengthy hallways, slightly nervous about the fact that I would be meeting BTS for the second time in three days. My anxiety was telling me all of these awful things that could happen, but I chose to ignore them, and just kept on walking. I couldn't let it get the best of me, not today.

I brushed my hair out of my face as I reached the door to the studio, sucking in another deep breath. "I can do this." I said to myself. "I can do this, I can do this, I can--" Just as I was about to open the door, it came swinging open with an insane amount of force, knocking me in the head, forcing me down to the ground.

"Oh my god! Aidyn, are you okay?" Jin shouted, running to my side and feeling for my pulse. I nodded my head, groaning in pain. 

"Yes Jin, I'm fine." I gave him a small smile and began to stand up, shrugging Jin's hands off from my arms as he tried to help me up. I went to reach down for my purse, only to see the contents spread everywhere, and my precious possession in the hands of the one and only Namjoon. 

"Aidyn... why did you bring a book?" He asked. My cheeks went red, and I snatched it from his hands quickly, stooping low to pick up my fallen items. 

"Well," I said. "I didn't know if I would get bored or not, first of all. You never know when you might need a book. Second of all, this isn't just a book, Namjoon. This is one of my favorite books, Bram Stoker's Dracula. This book is basically the origin of the vampire world, and this copy was extremely expensive. Not only is it hardcover, but it's also stamped leather and..." 

I trailed off when I saw the other five members crowding into the hallway, smirking or laughing at me. "I like books," I mumbled, blushing. Tae came up to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. 

"That's okay, Aidyn. I like books too. Maybe not as much as you, but... Hey, you're really cute when you blush!" He exclaimed. I blushed even harder at this, and everyone began to laugh, pulling me back into the dance room with them. 

"You can set your stuff down there, Aidyn. And your book." Jungkook said, earning another round of laughter from his hyungs. I smiled, and set my stuff down on the table nearby that was nearly covered completely in fruit. 

"Why is there so much fruit?" I asked, laughing lightly. 

"Well, we're on a diet right now cause of our tour, and also fruit is really good post-workout." Jimin said, going over and grabbing a chunk of mango. "Do you not like fruit?" 

I shook my head wildly. "No, no, no, no, no. I love fruit, don't get me wrong, I was just wondering. In fact, my mom ate so much fruit while she was pregnant with me, that all I would eat when I was born was fruit. My first solid food was actually a banana. I ate the whole thing, and then I asked for some more. I really, really love fruit." I stopped talking when I realized that I was rambling again. 

"Hey, Aidyn! Do you want to watch us do us to do Blood Sweat and Tears first or Go Go?" J-Hope asked. 

I shrugged. "Whichever one you want to do." I replied, smiling up at the cheerful ray of sunlight that was Hoseok. 

"Go Go it is, boys! Places, places, let's go!" He shouted. I laughed, reaching for a slice of honeydew as I watched them get into their places. 

They went through the dance, messing up every once in a while until I just couldn't take it. They didn't even seem to realize their mistakes. 

"Okay, okay. Stop. Jungkook, you foot is supposed to go like this first, and then you spin. Jimin, please stop making those weird faces, they're driving me crazy with laughter. Jin, your right arm goes under, like this, and your left goes on top. And Namjoon, I know you're mostly in the back, but you still have to try." I said, directing them. "Hobi, you look great. Yoongi, go get a cup of coffee, you look like you're falling asleep."

They looked shocked, and I realized the mistake I just made. I just told every singly one of the members of BTS what to do, except for Tae. My face paled, and suddenly Tae burst into laughter. 

"Guys, she knows your parts better than you do!" He said through gasps. He was laughing so hard he started to roll on the floor, and then everyone else began to laugh too. I couldn't see what was funny, but even Yoongi, the grumpy old man, practically had tears flowing from his eyes. 

"O-Okay," Jungkook said when he was done laughing. "Show us the right way to do it." I started to shake my head, but he pulled me over to the, trading spots with me.

"Um, alright. But I know Jungkook's part the best, so... I don't know, nevermind." I started to walk away, back towards the safety of the fruit table, but Namjoon grabbed the hood of my sweatshirt and pulled me back, shaking his head. 

"Show us." He said simply. I nodded, and Jungkook stepped off to the side to watch, everyone else moving into their places. 

I nodded again, and the music started. I danced, showing them the way they should've been doing things, until eventually I wasn't focusing on teaching them anymore, just dancing along, letting the song take me where I knew was right. 

I didn't realize that everyone was staring at me until the song ended and they all began to clap. I froze, my eyes widening. I was embarrassed, but also proud that I got all of the moves down, but mostly embarrassed. 

"Whe--Where did you learn to dance like that?" Jungkook asked, coming over and placing a hand on my shoulder. "next you're gonna tell me that you can sing, too. You'll probably be taking my spot by the end of the day today." He said in bewilderment. 

"No, I can't really sing that well. I mostly just dance and stuff. I've, you know, been doing it for a really long time, and so... well, yeah." I stuttered out, my cheeks burning. 

"How long?" Namjoon asked, titling his head in curiosity.

"Well my mom started me off in um, second grade, so I would've been, erm seven. And then, let's see, I'm eighteen now, minus the year long break, so... about ten years. Plus I did rock climbing for about six." I said, looking down as I calculated. 

"Woah." Jimin said. "You must be really strong. Pick me up!" The small boy asked excitedly. I chuckled at him, Namjoon smacking him in the back of the head. "What? It's just a question. She seems really stro--woah!" He stopped talking when I squatted down and lifted him on my shoulder easily. 

"Damn, Jungkook. She really is gonna take your place." J-Hope said, patting the shoulder than Jimin wasn't resting on. 

I set him down gently, and Tae came up and hugged me, forcing me to stumble back at the force of his body crashing into mine. "You're so awesome." He mumbled. I blushed and pulled away, going over to sit back down next to the fruit table.

"Please, don't let me be a distraction. You guys carry on with practice, okay?" I said, grabbing another slice of honeydew and biting into it. They nodded, and rehearsal carried on. 

??? POV

Practice was fine.  It was just like every other practice, except this time, we had someone that wasn't our manager or dance instructor telling us when we messed up and what we should've been doing.

It was probably the most fun I had ever had during practice. Aidyn was amazing, and fun, and... awesome. It was just great. Until the very end, when she got an alert on her phone. 

She had been smiling, laughing with us, but when she checked her phone, her smile dropped and she developed the scariest expression I had ever seen, even scarier than Yoongi. She launched herself out of her chair and grabbed her stuff before running out of the building.

The beautiful bookworm left her book behind.