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

Chapter 8

Third Person

Elle stood in front of the basket of fruit as if frozen. Her expression almost sad. Jinyoung notices and turns to JB. After finally getting his attention he mouths, "Karaoke?"

When one of them was having a rather hard time they would all go to Karaoke if there was time and afterwards everyone was always in a better mood.

A little confused and a little opposed he pulls out his phone to call to reserve a room.

Jinyoung nudges Elle, bringing her back to reality

"Do you wanna go out?"

"Um, I don't want to take up your time" Elle said, feeling like she's already bothered them enough. "Besides" Looking down at her clothes, "I am not really dressed to go anywhere"

"You look perfectly fine"

Jinyoung turns the rest of the guys, "Karaoke?"

They all look up surprised by this suggestion

He does know that we don't want her knowing, right? Thought Mark

Jackson jumps from the couch, over Mark and Bambam, onto the bed and like a child starts chanting repeatedly "Karaoke! Karaoke"

"It's reserved" JB says, hanging up his phone, the look of uncertainty still on his face.

At that the guys go wild, as if they just found out they were getting to go to Disney World.

Mark waves Bambam's arms in the air joining Jackson in chanting. Bambam gets off of Marks lap joining Yugyeom, who tackles Jackson on the bed, causing all three of them to become an unidentified ball of limbs and giggles.It turns into a wrestling match as the others watch, waiting to see who would come out on top.

JB smiles at the guys as he walks over to Elle and Jinyoung. Taking the fruit basket from Elle, he opens the packaging with ease and grabs a strawberry, popping it in his mouth. He couldn't resist his favorite fruit. Might as well have some fun, no stopping them now. Though JB was the leader, getting the guys to listen to him was like getting a litter of puppies to do what you wanted.

After getting settled into the Karaoke room the guys play rock, paper, scissors to see who would get to go first. Mark wins and gets up to pick a song. Elle had never been to a Korean Karaoke bar before and was a bit amazed. There was no standing up in front of strangers, embarrassing yourself in front of people you have never met, just a room with benches along the wall and a table across from a wall with a big screen on it. The boys started choosing songs right away before mark could even finish, acting like children at a birthday party. There were some props on the table, Jackson favoring the tambourine while Yugyeom smacked a squeaky toy hammer against the table to the beat. As the mic made it around, the guys got more and more energetic and into the songs they were singing, never quiet singing all the way through the song. Next Jackson chose a song that sounded almost like a children's song. Suddenly 7 grown young men turned into a group of elementary kids, jumping and singing to what turned out to actually be the theme song to a children show. Elle just watched, unable to contain her laughter. Mark looks at her and gives her a wink, making her blush. During Yugyeom's turn, JB pulls Jinyoung into the hall.

"Was this really a good idea?" JB asks, a little concerned about Jinyoung's motives, "we still have work tomorrow and it's getting late"

"What were we supposed to do, drop off the hoodie and walk away? She just seems so sad. Plus, I think the guys needed this to. We've been going non stop for the last few months." JB knows they had been working really hard lately and finally agrees that staying a little longer wouldn't be to bad. This was another reason why Jinyoung was always referred to as GOT7's mom, he saw things that JB sometimes missed and really thought through things before acting. If Jinyoung really thought this was a good idea, JB saw no point in arguing.

Right before heading back into the room, a waitress walks past them and into their room.

They exchange looks and head back in.

After the Waitress leaves, JB gives each of his fellow members a look showing his disapproval. On the table sat bottles of Soju, a few bottles of water, a massive plate of nachos, and a glass of cheongju. The Cheingji was definitely Bam Bam's

Elle stands in front of the screen trying to sing to a Korean song that looked like it was from the early 2000's . "Sorry guys, I am not any good. You guys really put me to shame", she says a little bashful.

" How about you try an English song, know any good ones that you feel comfortable singing?" Mark asks, trying to avoid JB's eyes, knowing he was not okay with the drinks they had ordered.

"I know the Beatles" Elle says, remembering that she saw that along the list and hoping it was the English Rock band and not some Korean group she didn't know about.

Mark pulls up the list of Beatles songs and Elle points to the one she knows all the words to.

I want to hold your hand starts playing and Elle holds up the mic. The song starts and all of Elle's emotions come rushing back with every word sung. Before she even gets to the second verse, tears stream down her face. Jackson gets up and stands next to her, putting his arm around her. Before the song finishes she hands the mic to Jackson and leaves the room. Leaving all 7 guys staring after her as the song continues in the background.

Elizabeth's POV

I finish splashing my face with cold water, wipe it dry, and when I am satisfied that I look somewhat normal, head back to the room. I enter, slipping onto the bench quietly while watching JB sing to a song that I couldn't understand. His voice was really beautiful.

I spot the drinks on the table and realize how thirsty I am. I pick up one of the bottles and take a big sip. That is definitely not soda. I nearly gag on the burning liquid running down my throat, trying to regain my senses.

Realizing what just happened, someone hands me an opened bottle of water.

"Sorry, probably should have told you, that's alcohol." Bambam says, looking at me a little concerned

So that's what Alcohol tastes like

After contemplating the last few days, I pick up the bottle again, take a deep breath and down it before anyone could stop me. This is what people do when they go through a break up, right? They get drunk

They all just look at me in shock. I put down the empty bottle and pick up a second one, downing it just as fast as I had done the first one, the burning feeling ever present but in this moment I didn't care.

I didn't care that my new friends were all looking at me, wide eyed. Or that i was going to have to return home and face everyone. I didn't care at this moment because nothing seemed to matter.