Truly Love You

CHAPTER 3:Except, he wasn't there

Namjoon POV
"No-i mean- not like sleep with you. Uh-will you sit next to me, so I can sleep..?" I mumbled. Honestly, if Y/N means she wanna literally sleep with me then, wow. Just wow. I probably might have some magical power.
"Yes, yes. That's completely what I meant too," she said, clearing the confusion.
"Oh and I don't mind sitting with you..um whatever that is..." Y/N continued. My mouth made an 'O' shape. I wanted to say 'okay' but the words didn't come out, for some reason. So I just nodded my head.
"Well, at least it's better then watching TV," Y/N chuckled.
"Yea, you're right." And she was always right. God, I just love her.
"You know, watching TV before sleeping won't allow the brain to focus properly the next day," Y/N explained. Yes, I know. You told me that many times before. I am seriously so grateful to be able to meet Y/N again. Now all I need to do is pluck up the courage and get Y/N to fall for me, again. But how are you gonna pluck the flower when there isn't any to start with.

Y/N POV
I have never in my life recall falling for a guy or dating one. Except for once. I, at first, couldn't remember that incident. Once my mum reminded me of it, the memories came flooding back. When I was 7 years old, I so-called-fell in love with one of my neighbours. Another 7 year old. I think his name was Lance Yang. From Hong Kong. And his parents and my mum were good friends. Lance had this really cool bicycle. When I say cool I mean the 7 year old kind of cool, if you get what I'm saying. It was bright yellow and had blue stripes. It had a basket in the front. While Lance had his own cool things, I had mine too. My dads old bicycle. Well mine wasn't that cool. It was all rusty and slow. My mum couldn't afford to buy a new one. I had to deal with this. Lance and I would race down the road, in front of our house , everyday and see who gets to the end the first. We both won at times but usually it was Lance. We hung out almost every minute. We talked about everything that could possibly be talked about. We would lay on the grass fields behind our homes and stare at the sky, at the clouds. Making our own little stories. We would fall asleep together until our parents wake us up. He was my only Friend. Just like Taehyung and Jamie, he didn't care about me being poor. It was all about my personality. Nothing else. So my childish innocent stupid self some how 'fell in love' with him. And that same childish innocent stupid girl was brave. So the moment she found out about her feelings she blurted them out to him. I was only 7 what do you expect.
"I think I like-like you. You are very pretty- wait I mean handsome and kind!" Those were the actual words. I swear, no joke. So Lance just stared at me. Then looked down at his feet, blushing.
"Me too..." he said smiling.
"Let's get married," Lance mumbled loud enough for me to hear. He immediately looked up after saying those words. I nodded my head with a huge grin on my face. Lance ran back into his house, grabbed a 'Ring Pop' and ran back to me. He slipped it on my pinky finger and not my ring finger because it couldn't fit. Reminder, we were just 7. A few days after our 'marriage', Lance had to move houses. It was very sudden. Even his parents didn't expect it. Until now I still don't know why they left. Lance was crying as they left. I don't know why and I don't wanna jump into conclusions. But the thing I'm trying to say here is that the feelings I had for Lance were some what friendly. I was too young to know what love was. Puppy love was what my tuition teacher would say. But right now, this feeling I'm getting is different. This feeling towards Namjoon is kinda nice. My 'eye-candy' becoming bigger. Not a crush yet. Soon. Now, I'm into his looks. His true character, who knows. Honestly, I never expected Namjoon to talk to me at all since he was aware of me being poor. And when he knew my name before I introduced myself, I was dumbfounded. But I find it impossible for me to say he likes me. Maybe I could say we're friends. Although, I'm not sure. Am I to tell him how I feel though? Then again I'm no longer that same brave kid. And also, Namjoon may not be like Lance. In fact, if ever I met Lance again, he'd probably not want to date me. I would just be another friend of his.