Opposites attract

C H A P T E R 4

<Y/N POV>

Yoongi was staring at me and Namjoon like we were animals at the zoo.
'You guys were so loud!' he bellowed, 'I told you to keep it down!'
We both looked at each other and smiled sheepishly at Yoongi.
I glanced at the clock that was on the lounge's wall. 19:30
'Oh shit, I need to meet someone right now, see you on Monday at school.' I said, worried that I had missed my meeting with the boss.

<NAMJOON POV>

I was kind of sad that we couldn't have spent more time together but it seemed like the place she needed to go to was really important to her.
'Uh-um... Y/N,' I called out, trying to calm my nerves,'would you like to maybe hang out at my house tomorrow for dinner?'

'Uh- yeah sure...' Y/N replied as I internally died while trying to play it cool.
We walked to the front door as I put my jacket on and walked out, 'see you tomorrow,' I casually waved at her.
'See you,' she replied, closing the door behind her.

<Y/N POV>
I quickly got changed dreading what would happen to me if I was late for the boss.
I ran around quickly changing my clothes and grabbing my car keys and dragging Yoongi out the door with me, forgetting to close the door, I drove off with the door ajar.

TIME SKIP

<NAMJOON POV>

As I walked down the paved road, I thought about how I could surprise Y/N. She was my best friend after all so I knew everything about her - or so I thought.

I felt in my pocket for my phone but was shocked when I couldn't feel it. I looked back and retraced my steps, finding myself to be back at Y/N's house, still without my phone. I noticed that the door was open so I walked in, peering around for Y/N.

'Y/N,' I called, while wandering around the house, 'where are you?'
I trudged up the stairs, opening every door until I reached her bedroom - the last door in the hallway.

I knocked, incase she was busy, but heard no reply so I slowly opened the door as it creaked. I put my head around the door but saw no Y/N.

I walked in and sat on her bed, sighing in content when I spotted my phone to be on her desk. I walked up to the desk and peered at the sprawled papers on her desk. I thought that if I cleaned it up she would be happy.

I shuffled the papers and made them into a neat pile, searching through the papers to put the papers into piles, until I stopped at one. I felt my eyelids get heavier as I fell onto the floor. The last thing I saw was nothing. Black.

OOF THINGS ARE GETTING INTENSE 😂 SOON, A HEARTBROKEN NAMJOON WILL FIND A DARK WORLD THAT RELATES TO HIMSELF AND Y/N...
THIS STORY IS BEING MADE BY TWO PEOPLE: THE WRITER AND THE IDEAS PERSON. COMMENT WHAT ELSE YOU WANT IN THIS CHAPTER!
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