Unexpected Happiness (Got7 x O.C. Fan fiction)

Chapter 7

Elizabeth's POV

Getting a cab and checking into the hotel wasn't as scary as I thought. For the most part everyone I was in contact with understood some English. Mom had already made the reservations for the hotel but I wasn't expecting it to be so big and fancy. She was probably worried that I had been stay in some run down building, freezing to death. She was very good at overreacting. The room itself wasn't super huge but it had the essentials; a mini fridge, microwave, small couch, desk, and a queen size bed. Sitting on the bed, I realize I am alone for the first time with my feelings, the silents almost unbearable. I lay back onto the pillows, hoping sleep will come but my brain won't turn off.

Are all Korean guys that strange? What was with JB being so angry? Then there was Jackson.. Shirtless.. And Mark in the alley. What the Heck has happened to my life?

I roll over to face the window. It was almost midnight but the lights from the city seeped through the cracks in the curtain. Being on one of the top floors really did have its perks.

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ

I grab my phone from the side table and check the notification. It was a text from an unknown number

unknown number: hey, you left your hoodie here

It must be one of the guys

It Buzzes again

Unknown number: By the way its Jackson

Elle: I don't want it, you guys can have it. Bambam seemed to like it so he can have it

Jackson: Are you sure? Bambam could easily get one whenever he wants and I know how pricey it is

I hadn't left the hoodie by accident, I would have set it on fire if I could. And what does he mean Bambam could get one anytime?

Elle: I guess I can take it back but I don't know what to do with it, it was never for me anyway

I get another text while texting back Jackson, it's another unknown number

unknown number: Hey Elizabeth, It's Jinyoung, the guys would like to come by tomorrow to drop off your hoodie if that's okay.

What is it with them and wanting to return the damn hoodie.

Elle: Um, sure. I guess I can send you the hotel address

Jinyoung: thank you, we will see you tomorrow

I put my phone down feeling exhausted all of a sudden. A good night rest would do me good. I climb under the giant comforter, falling asleep almost immediately.

Third Person

"Are we really going to visit Elle?" Youngjae asks from the back of the van.

It had been a long day, practice being extra long because everyone seemed to be distracted.

"Yeah, but we should probably not stay to long. We have a fitting tomorrow morning" JB says trying to be the voice of reason.

As they pull into the underground parking for the hotel, they all put on their hats and face masks. When it comes to Hotels, they didn't want to risk being seen because escape routes are limited and they didn't have any form of security with them. "Do you think she will like the fruit basket?" Yugyeom asks Holding up the massive basket filled with oranges, peaches, mango's, and strawberries.

"That's why we also brought the pastries as well" Jackson says holding up the box, the smell of pastries seeping from the top. The actual reason they had the pastries was because it was from a fan but they couldn't let Elle know that.

They all pile into the elevator and get to the 17th floor. Thankfully there were no stops on the way up, not that anyone else would fit anyways but that's not what they were worried about. When they get to the top floor, Jinyoung checks the text to verify the room number and when they are sure they are at the door, they knock.

Elizabeth's POV

I open the door a little surprised. I hadn't really expected all of them to come. They were also dressed similar to how Mark and Bambam had dressed the night before. Their eyes being the only thing uncovered.

" Come on in" I move aside so they could come in. Will we all fit?

After they all entered, I shut the door, turned around and all they guys had shed their outer clothes. Their coats, hats, and face masks sat in a pile next to the small couch that was parallel to the little TV.

They all seem to be dressed in somewhat of a similar manner. Dark workout clothes, half of them wearing hoodies. They still looked like models, unlike me in the sweats and shirt Bambam had bought me.

"Is there any reason you guys wear so much when you go out, It's like you're trying to disguise yourselves. Are you hiding from the government or something", I say with a nervous laugh.

" Yeah, something like that" Jackson says with a smile. Jinyoung elbows him hard in the side before handing me a basket of what looks like fruit.

"Um, Thank you.." another Korean thing?

" For you" Youngjae hands me a box that smelled amazing. I hadn't really eaten all day so I used all my willpower not to rip the box open and stuff my face.

"Please make yourself at home" I say while eyeing the little suite, thinking no way everyone would fit but to my surprise I see that Jinyoung, Jackson, Mark, Bambam, and Youngjae had squeezed themselves on the small couch, Mark sitting on Jinyoung's lap and Bambam laying across Jackson and Youngjae. Yugyeom sat in the desk chair and JB sat on the floor in between the couch and chair, his back against the wall.

I sit on the bed, crossing my legs, just watching the guys get comfortable. They seem very close

Watching Jackson hands casually rest on Bambam's legs, Jinyoung's arms around Mark, and JB casually leaning against Yugyeom's leg.

"So how did you guys meet?" I ask curiously trying to make conversation

They all look at JB.

" Um, school" he responds almost uncertain

After a few minutes of silence I remember the fruit and pastries, "You guys hungry?"

I get up and attempt to get the clear wrapping open from around the fruit basket. Jinyoung pushes Mark off his lap, sending him onto Bambam, and gets up to help. They all re situate on the couch, now with Bambam on Marks lap.

" I hope you don't mind us visiting" Jinyoung says to me as we get the pastries out.

"No, not at all. It's nice. It has been just me here all day. I tried watching some TV but couldn't really understand what was going on. The noise and company is most welcomed. Plus, I wish I had friends like you guys back home." I think back to the last few years. Once again I sound pathetic, Jason always kept me so busy with his friends I guess I didn't bother having my own friends. Now I have no boyfriend and no friends, completely alone.