I pulled up to the Millenium park. Looking around, I could tell it hadn't changed much. I use to go there as a kid all the time. Surprisingly it was empty, but it was nearly 10pm. I sat on a nearby bench and pulled out my notebook and started writing my lyrics I've been writing.
I've Fallen
(sampled from Dead Leaves-BTS)
I can feel the tension here
I know it's here
I love you but it can not last
My demons consume me
You are sweet,
heart of gold,
your so bold
But it just can not be
No no no no it just can not be
Please listen to me, yeah.
(Rap)
I know it hurts, but please listen to me
I'm not worth the wait, i'm not your fate.
Please Hush, and listen baby
I don't want to bring you down
With me, it's the worst place to be
The world consumes me
Won't you listen to me baby
I don't wanna lose you baby
It's not that I don't want you
Don't put that in your head
I do wanna love you back
But I'm afraid what my past will bring
And not just that but the future
Will you still love me if you knew
How much the darkness has consumed
Is this my real me? I don't even know
I try not to fall, into the dark
It keeps coming for me
There's just no escape
(Chorus)
I wanna love you like I should but I've fallen
Seeing no where to come out, I'm drownin
I try to claw my way out
But it seems there is no way out
You say never never fall but it seems I've fallen *might change this part*
Your a good boy, don't wanna bother you with my past
Your a good boy, please don't make this harder, yeah
I try to claw my way out
But it seems there is no way out
You say never never fall but it seems I've fallen *might change this part*
I kept marking the pages on things I may change, or things I will add when I felt a tap on my shoulder that startled me. I looked up and Namjoon was there by himself.
"Where are the rest of the boys?" I asked confused. He blushed bright red and smiled. "I may have told them to sit this one out." he said rather shyly. Namjoon sat beside me and smiled. "Namjoon, you rascal." I shake my head and laugh, half hiding my notebook in my purse. He seems to have not noticed luckily. We sat in silence for a while until he took me by the hand and walked in the opposite direction of my car.
"Namjoon" I said a little louder then I ment. "Where are you taking me?" I asked a little worried. I fully trust him, but I know the city at night can be a bad place for anyone. "Do you trust me?" he asks softly. He finally stops at a large building that almost seemed like it was once a beautiful place, only to be ruined as time went by. It look like it was a fancy hotel. I could only shake my head yes. I couldn't speak. He took me inside and up several flights of stairs. By the 5th flight of stairs my feet killed me from my heels. "Joon please let go of me my heels are making it so hard to catch up and my feet hurt" I say but somehow it only came out as a pout. He lets go of my hand and I bent down to get my shoes only to be scooped up in his arms.
He was so strong. I couldn't help from blushing bright crimson. He's just so sweet, I thought to myself. He carried me up several more flights of stairs not once stopping until he made it to the destination of his choosing, a red door with Room #787 written in gold.
He finally set me down on my feet only letting go of my arms when he knew I was standing up properly. "w-what are we doing here" I ask him completely confused and a blushing mess. He looked at me and smirked and opened the door with a key that it seemed only he had the key for.
Inside it was kinda messy, but what was behind it all was something absolutely beautiful. A glass door that led outside overlooking the city. I practically sprinted to go see what lay behind the glass door. As I got closer I could see the shine of the moonlight, and what seemed like......candles? I turn around to find Namjoon behind me rather close to me smiling.
"I knew you would like this." he said softly to Jessica. He opened the glass door letting the soft breeze in. They walked out and were finally able to see the arrangement in front of them. In front of her stood several candles, a blanket and a couple glasses, and something in a bottle. She seemed to stand in awe unable to come up with any words. He started talking but it almost seemed he struggled with what he wanted to say. "I wanted to meet you because I.....I really.....I know its so soon but I wanted to know, would you be willing to.....be my girlfriend?" He said finally.
Jessica didn't speak, but only cried and shook her head no. He quickly hugged her. "what's wrong? I know you feel it. I really like you, and you like me...I'll always be here for you no matter what. Was I too soon?" He asked the sadness clear in his voice. Jessica didn't say anything only shook him off and ran crying. Namjoon watched her leave. He sank down onto his knees not even saying a word.
RM POV
"What did I do wrong?" He said to the open air. The tears formed in his eyes as he stayed there.
The sound of paper rustling caught his attention. It was a small black notebook with its pages flipping in the wind. I slowly walked over to it and picked it up. Inside it held lyrics. They weren't bad at all. Some were sad. Some happy. The last one struck me though. I knew it was Jessica's notebook. I read the lyrics over and over again. "Does she think that she will drag me down? Hurt me?" I say carefully. I quickly grab my phone and call her.
*RING* *RING* *RING* "Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice messaging system. Her mailbox is current full or not set up yet. Please hang up and call back later."
I need to talk to her. She's wrong. I will always love her. She can't hurt me. I will help her out of her darkness.
A/N Please don't steal my lyrics anyone. Pretty please. This lyrics is mine, if you want to use my lyrics for anything please add my name on it or something. I know the music behind it is BTS and I'm not taking that away from them. I truly do love them. Thank You!!!
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