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A/N: lordddddd help me!!! 🙃🙃🙃🙃
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Taehyung 😽: I'll pick you up around 6pm. Be on the lookout for me. ☺️
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I felt like the clock was ticking slowly. It's like every time I looked at the clock, only a minute would go by. Maybe it was because I was going on a date with Taehyung, but maybe because he was taking forever to show up.
And I hate to admit it, but I felt bad for ditching out on my best friend. He was always there for me. Whenever I would pick up the phone, regardless of what he was doing he would always run his way to me. And for some reason I was selfish enough to forget our plans because of a boy I liked wanted to take me out. But I hope he would be understanding when I tell him the real reason.
I sat on the couch, my lips pouting as I scrolled through my Instagram feed trying to pass the time by. Taehyung was really late. It was past the time he told me to be ready by and it was starting to make me anxious.
Namjoon sat in his chair with a headset covering his ears, a mic right by that big mouth of his and he was button mashing obnoxiously on his remote.
I watched him as he removed one earphone off of his ear.
"Isn't Jungkook supposed to come get you?" Namjoon asked, his eyes not leaving the screen in front of him. He was mumbling to the person he was playing with to quiet down so he could hear my answer.
I sighed, placing my elbow on the side of the sofa to prop my head up so I could pout better. "I haven't heard from him. He told me to be ready but I don't know if he's coming."
Namjoon sighed, his fingers still pressing loudly as if that was going to help him play better. "It's getting dark out, I don't know if I want you out that late on your own."
I threw my head back into the sofa, my head resting on it as I rolled my eyes back as far as they could. "Namjoon, how many times do I have to tell you I'll be fine? I'm with Jungkook, nothing would ever happen to me!"
"Hey, chill out. I'm just saying. It's late. It's a school night. There's always tomorrow." Namjoon stated, he didn't turn to me but he kept talking with his hand.
I rolled my eyes back again, my lips pouting out still to show my frustration. I tried to keep myself busy, focused on my phone in my hand. I was just hoping I would hear from Taehyung, when he would be here. It wasn't like him to be late...let alone this late.
