Lucky Fan

4- Hazy

The next morning you woke up finding yourself very confused in your hotel room. Waking up in your hotel room bed. Without Jungkook. And no note or anything. You thought maybe it was a dream and everything that happened didn't actually happen. You grabbed your phone from your nightstand right next to the bed and went to look at your messages only to find that all of Jungkook's messages were gone. You went to your contact lists and tried to type in his name but nothing came up. No messages, no phone calls, no contact. Nothing.

So maybe it was a dream and it didn't actually happen. But when you tried to stand up to go to the bathroom, you instantly fell down. Your core was throbbing in pain and it felt like your pussy was ripped apart. So maybe it wasn't a dream? I mean something else could have caused that to happen. Right? You slowly make your way to the bathroom and look straight in the mirror.

Hickeys, loads of them.

They were littered all over your body. On your jaw line and some on your neck. You lifted up your shirt to see a few all over your stomach and take off your shorts to see a bunch on your inner thighs. You were speechless. You were just standing there for a good 10 minutes in the bathroom mirror looking at yourself. You went back to the bed and sat down on the end of it. So many questions were running around in your mind.

'What happened? Why is his information gone? Did anything even happen? Was it even Jungkook last night? Why am I back in my hotel room? Did he not want to see me anymore?'

You didn't really know what to do. It's not like you loved him or anything. Hell you barley knew him. But you were so afraid of this happening. You were so scared of not being able to satisfy him enough so he just left without any questions. You felt like crying.

2 hours later....

Room service interrupted your crying session by telling you that you needed to check out of your room. You didn't really pack anything except for your clothes from yesterday, a robe and your night clothes, along with your tears that you've been crying. You put everything in your suitcase and left the room, trudging your suitcase along behind you. You got to the elevator, taking you down to the lobby. You head to the lobby desk to check out, and give your key in to the grumpy lady who looked like she didn't really want to be working here.

You were kinda hoping to run into him so you could figure out more about what happened last night but just to your luck, you didn't see him. Besides, it's not like he was going to be in the lobby right now, exposing himself in front of a bunch of people. You made your way out of the hotel but as you were, you swore you saw someone looking at you. You turned around to see if someone was staring, trying not to make it noticeable. You turned, and there he was. Jungkook, staring right back at you. His expression was unreadable, he just looked blankly at you. He didn't walk towards you. He just stood there, still, staring back at you. You stared back at him, tears rimming your eyes. You didn't want to see him, but yet, you felt the urge to talk to him. He stared for a couple more seconds, and then slowly turned around, walking the other way. You still continued to stand there, still in shock. You finally brought yourself back to reality, and walked out of the lobby, a tear falling from your face.

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My friend helped me write this chapter cuz I didn't really know what to do next with the book. I might do Jungkook's POV next chapter but idk.