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"What are you doing here?" I was surprised but my heart immediately stiffened seeing Jungkook casually leaned on his car, in front of my dormitory.

I placed my keys in my bag not moving my eyes from him. I gulped as I was approaching him.

He was beautiful.

It seemed as if the black and white vertically striped shirt he was wearing was glued to his well built abs and I remembered the party that happened two nights ago and how his abs were showing through his shirt that night.
How could skinny black jeans look so good on a male and how was it possible for someone to have such thights? I felt my eyes burning and the simple denim jacket he was wearing was like the icing on a cake.
But it made me think, what the hell happened to his so loved leather jacket he would always wear?
I sighed trying to get grip of my thoughts.

"I wanted to drive you to the lecture building." He moved away from the car, approaching me. I tried hard not to roll my eyes out of irritation and so I walked around the car in aim to just proceed but Jungkook was fast enough to catch me by my wrist.

"I don't want you to drive me anywhere." My voice was cold and for a moment I thought maybe too cold, but it was what he deserved.
I could understand if someone had something to hide and wasn't ready to share, but if few people pointed out about "what he does" and he also acted all misterious and flirtous with others, trying to come up with excuses, how could I trust him?

I couldn't.

And I wouldn't.

I wasn't going to let my feelings fool me.

He was the one who wanted us to get to know each other more so why was he hiding things from me?

"You can't just stop talking to me like that." He turned me around to face him but the moment he did I pushed myself away, freeing my hand.

"Do you just expect me to pass over everyhing? To just ignore that I actually don't know you, Jeon Jungkook. I don't know who you are or what you do and you don't want to tell me." My right hand was on my hip while the fingers of my left hand were pressed on my temples. I was getting a terrible headache and I felt like my head would explode.

"I told you I can't tell you, just not now." I didn't even want to look at his face, but my heart hurt that he still didn't even mean to tell me anything.

I guess I was wrong thinking that he cared. Why did he bother me all the time then, until I accepted his company? Why did he bother me so much that I eventually fell for him?
I didn't like it.
Every thought about the truth he was hiding was making me want to vomit.
It couldn't be it. When I asked him that night he didn't deny it, but it was just impossible. He couldn't be involved in anything like it.
Those thoughts did not only hurt me but also sent shivers caused by fear.

"And I told you not to talk to me then. Now leave me alone, I don't want to be late." I turned around passing the street. After few seconds I flinched as I heard the door of the car slamming and then the creaking sound of the engine. I gasped when I saw him dissapear as he made a turn down the street.

The whole way to the building I couldn't stop my bumping heart and I thought it would jump out of my chest when I bumped into Kiara in the hall while I was totally lost in my thoughts.

"Hey, Noelle, are you okay?" She looked at me with concern in her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm.. great." I said trying to fake a smile while I was heading towards my locker. Kiara followed and leaned on the one next to mine looking at me with curiosity burning her eyes.

"You didn't tell me what happened at the party. I called you yesterday but your phone was turned off." I tried not to look at her remembering how only three calls from Jungkook yesterday were enough for me to get so frustrated as to turn off my phone.

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