"You're just a comforter to me, I only needed you because I needed someone to cry on."
"So you don't have any feelings for me?"
"No."
"None?"
"None."
"I don't think you're telling the truth."
"You're right."
I rock back and fourth in my bed, tears stinging my eyes. I look over to my alarm clock, 3:30, the usual time I would find myself waking up from a nightmare. My phone is next to my clock, it tempts me. I know how much better I'd feel if I called Jungkook right now, and I know he would answer. But I can't bring myself to wake him. He has been so busy these past few days, he needs the sleep to regain his energy. So instead I sit in my bed. A photograph in hand, the one I keep in my purse all of the time. Its a picture of me and my father, standing outside of our old house. We had just moved in back then, he was so happy he managed to afford it. We were all so happy.
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"Did you sleep well?" My mum asks as I drag myself down the stairs. "yeah." I reply quietly, making my way to the sofa. Namjoon is already there, laughing away on his phone. I peak over and see the name Ally. He quickly locks his phone and looks at me in shock. "hey, did you sleep well?" He asks, trying to change the subject. "yup." He smirks at me, seeing right through me. "Are you sure? You look really rough Camille." he explains and I wipe the sleep out of my eyes. "you know the boys are coming over soon, didn't Jungkook tell you?" I freeze, I'm in the most unattractive pajamas, hair in the messiest bun you could ever imagine and I have breath that smells like someones died. I mumble a 'fuck' before rushing up the stairs. I grap my toothbrush and start brushing at an unhealthy speed whilst picking out an outfit.
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I quickly get changed and brush my hair out and put it up into a loose half up half down style. Once I've done I run down the stairs and go I to the kitchen. Namjoons there, on his phone again and I choose to ignore him. Instead, I open the fridge. I pick different pieces of fruit out of the fridge and pop them in my mouth. "Are you not gonna get a bowl for that?" Nsmjoon asks, giving me a weird look. "no" I reply. "Why?" He questions. I close the fridge, holding some pieces of fruit in my hand. "Because I'm done." I say, shoving a grape in my mouth. As I sit down with my fruit in hand, Namjoon runs to the door after hearing a firm knock and I prepare myself to be bombarded by six screaming men.
They all charge into the front room and I eat my fruit quietly, my brain too tired mentally to deal with them all at once. However, a worried Jungkook soon sits next to me, probably noticing how unsociable I am being. "What's up?" He asks and I look up at him, his eyes show worry and concern. "Just tired." I explain, hugging him, happy to be back in his safe arms. "You had I nightmare didn't you?" He asks, leaning his head on my shoulder, so only I can hear his words. I don't have to reply for him to know that he is correct. He pulls away, now holding my hand. "You should have called me." He explains, almost painfully, as if I've hurt him by not calling him at three in the morning. "But you've been so busy, I didn't want to be the cause of you not getting enough sleep." He sighs, squeezing my hands,"I'd rather sleep with you." He whispers. I instantly fall into his chest, trying to stop the tears of relief from escaping down my cheeks. "I lov-" I'm cut off by my brother. "Guys, everyone's here, I think it's time.." Jungkook pulls himself away from me, smiling cheekily at the words I was about to say. He gets up walking towards the other boys and that's when I notice Ally is here. She comes to sit next to me and we catch up for a bit as the boys talk secretively in the other room. Her leg brace is back on. I knew she shouldn't have pushed herself too hard in her dance practices, she needs to heal from Minhyuk, physically and mentally, and she is definitely not helping herself in either of those things.
My parents are soon pushed into the living room, they sit down confused. Ally and me just as confused.
And that's when they tell us. They start off by showing us another song, but this time it's in a different language. One which I cannot quite put my finger on. But it is equally as good as the others they've showed me. And then they slap us right in the face. Not literally, but they might as well have done it. Namjoon is the one to tell us, which makes sense, seen as he is the leader. I was shocked at first, I didn't quite understand how far these seven boys had come before they had surprised us all with this. And I'm proud of them. They are becoming more we'll known. And they've put so much effort into getting this far. They truly deserve this new adventure. And this adventure is,"We're doing a tour in Japan!"
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Hey guys. My apologies for not writing in forever. I've been having some serious writers block and some serious no time to write situations. I hope you understand.
