chapter 32

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Y/N's POV

"KIM TAEHYUNG IS WITH A GIRL"- ??
My eyes quickly looked at the person who screamed the sentence.
I looked at Taehyung and his eyes pleaded me to walk away.
I walked to my car quick trying to make sure no one would follow me. I wasn't lucky.
A few people were following me, but I wasn't sure who they even were.
I made it to my car. I held my breathe in for a few seconds.
My eyes held shut hoping to ignore the few people banging on the car windows.
Please think everything is a misunderstanding.
The minute the door opened I was in a panic. I looked towards the door and my breathing settled.
"Sorry about someone thinking you were with Taehyung. I promise it won't happen again"- Yoongi
"It's fine. I was just coming to pick you guys up."- Y/N
"No it's my fault I shouldn't have asked you to pick us up. I should've known this could have happened. It could have happen with Jimin or Jungkook and I don't know what would have happen to you"- Yoongi
"It's over right?"- Y/N
"It is but"- Yoongi
"Then it's fine. I'll drop you guys off at bighit just to make sure nobody follows us"- Y/N
He nodded his head and everyone came inside the car.
We drove in some silence, but it wasn't awkward silence, it was more like a comfortable silence.
I dropped them off at the bighit building and left.
I planned on not going home until a while later just in case some creepy person decides to follow me.
I go to a cafè near by the bighit building, and order a hot chocolate.
I thank the person at the counter while I hand them the money and wait on my hot chocolate.
I sit at a table near the door and look out to see the sky.
"Here's your not chocolate "- Worker
The person handed me the hot chocolate as I smiled towards them.
When I finally saw the time, I decided I couldn't stay here much longer.
Driving home felt so awkward for me.
All the time when I drove home I felt perfectly fine, but this time it didn't seem right.
Being home at last I couldn't stand it, but look behind me because I was sure something was wrong.
Honestly I think I should call the police or something, but I'm not a scaredy cat, that's Yoongi.
I pulled the key out of the car and walked outside.
Feeling a breath on my neck wasn't so pleasing and now I was sure something was wrong.
I turned around quickly to see who this person was, but to my surprise I didn't plan not seeing light again.

Taehyung's POV

"Answer my calls"- Taehyung
I looked at my phone as it was sent to voicemail for the 500th time.
"Chill Taehyung her phone could've just died"- Jungkook
"You shut up! And you, Jimin shouldn't you be worrying about your girlfriend"- Taehyung
"Jimin your dating my sister!"- Yoongi
"No I'm not I promise"- Jimin
"Then why were you at her house by yourself?"- Taehyung
"You were at her house!?"- Yoongi
"No Yoongi it's not what you think I was just telling her what I felt"- Jimin
"So you like my sister!"- Yoongi
"Well.."- Jimin
"That's it I'm calling her myself"- Yoongi
He grabbed his phone angrily as he dialed her number.
"Both of you in my car!"- Yoongi
He pushed us out and forced us into his car, so he could drive us to Y/N's house.
Arriving at her house her car was their, but everything inside her house was dark.
"She's here right?"- Taehyung
Yoongi didn't respond to me, and only walked out the car with us following him.
He had keys in his pocket and placed them into the door.
"Y/N please tell me this is another prank"- Yoongi
With us following behind him we viewed him crying.
"Yoongi?"- Jimin
"She's not here"- Yoongi
"That can't be true. She wouldn't just leave. Come one we have to look"- Taehyung
I ran down towards the basement.
"Y/N!"- Taehyung
I screamed her names various of times, but with little hope in my heart tears fell out my eyes.
"Y/N?"- Taehyung
I checked every where. I slid down the closet not wanting to look. What if she was here? What if someone hurt her?
It would be my fault for being so close to her at the airport.
I pulled the door open with tears falling out of my eyes and Jimin and Yoongi behind me.
I'm sorry Y/N. I really am.

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