Waking Up

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Abby woke up to a splitting headache like she just survived the worlds' worst hungover, she groaned and force herself up and buried her face in her hands, her hands then went up to her hair, tugging at it gently as if it can remove the pain. She lifted her head and gasped in shock as she saw her surroundings, she is in a big room, simply decorated in shades of black and pink, turning to her left she saw a big black vanity table with various cosmetics and skin care products that she clearly cannot afford, glancing towards her left side, she saw a small door across her, on her right there is a slightly visible balcony covered by a pale pink curtain, her bed is queen sized, her covers also in shades of pink and black, this room is familiar to her,  she gasped as she remembered this is the room that she had imagined owning ... she pinched herself thinking that she is just dreaming, giving out a loud yelp as the pain registered, the door suddenlyburst open revealing two familiar faces, both of them shock and happy to see her awake.

" Noona!!!" both of them shouted as they ran towards her bed and hugged her tight.

" We were so worried about you" the dark haired one said to her, she turned her attention to him, and her mouth literally dropped open , she had watched a lot of their Music videos and BTS run episodes to recognize that the one talking to her is none other than Jeon Jungkook, and not only that she can understand him, she can only understand Hangul if there is an English subtitle but right now, she  can perfectly understand him as though she had spoken to her in English,

"Flies can get in there if you open them long enough Noona" the blonde one spoke up, she looked sideways to her right and came face to face with Kim Taehyung, She blinked furiously and looked at V, she reached towards his face and pinched both his cheeks and gave out a gasp, realizing that he is really in front of her, just then a sudden sharp pain began to throb in her head, she gave out a strangled cry and held on to her head, causing the two guys to panic

"V call the hyungs hurry!" Jungkook shouted and V sprang into action shouting Namjoon's name while Jungkook wrapped his arms around her and stroked her head gently "Don't worry Noona... I am here" he gently whispered as Abby held on to her head, tears springing into her eyes because of the pain, then the memories filled her head

She is Abby Flemmings, american, 28 years of age , working for BTS as their assistant road manager and personal assistant to the guys, she applied a year ago even before BTS became a household name, among the hundreds of applicants her application was the only one that passed screening and went straight to the company and was hired on the spot ..

The company was impressed by her resume, she just graduated from college with a degree in Communication Major in Public Relations and Advertising from Yale and a Degree in Health care and Nutrition in New York University, she can fluently write and speak 6 different languages,
then the memories with the boys came, the concerts, pictorials , their day offs, the boys are very comfortable with her and they began to treat and call her as their Noona..

After the onslaught of the memories Abby realized that she is literally living in the world that she had created in her mind, but somehow she cannot fully remember who she was before, all she knows that none of this is her real life, and yet she is here, when she pinched herself she got hurt, she touched and pinched Kim Taeyhung's cheeks, then slowly the pain began to subside but she fell into unconsciousness once more...

Abby woke up again, and this time six guys are in her room, all of them in their mobile phones, but are scattered at different places, she cleared her throat and the guys looked up to her bed and immediately went to her.

"Are you alright now Noona?" Jungkook asked first

"I'm fine kook, why the hell are you guys in my room?" she asked as she crossed her arms across her chest and glared at the guys.

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