Chapter 4

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*1 week later*

Today was a Friday and I finally felt free. The party was today and everyone was excited as no One in the class could sit still. The teacher tried hard to control the class.

I saw Jungkook look at me from across the classroom and smile at me. I smiled back and 'shot' him with my fingers.

Im glad we can still be friends after what happened last week. I know I don't deserve someone as great as him because he is so great.

*Last week*

"I know that you like Taehyung Y/N. I don't want to pretend like you don't because I'm hurting both of us." He said and I felt an instant pang of guilt. He felt like he was hurting both of us.

"Mianhe Jungkook Jinja Mianhe." Was all I could say otherwise I would break down into tears. I did something unforgivable to him.

"I want us to still be friends. Arraseo?" He said looking into my eyes.

I reached over and hugged him tightly.

"Kookie I don't deserve you." I whispered into his ear before he broke the hug and took a sip of his drink.

"Yah why are you about to cry? It's not your fault pabo. Blame your heart haha." He said which got me laughing. Sometimes I don't get why I do these things to the people that love me.

Jungkook's POV

I did it. Taehyung owes me. Even though he doesn't know I broke up with her. I know about everything they've done. I know they've kissed and that they like each other.

So I sacrificed my feelings and broke up with a girl I really liked for Taehyung.

Jimin even knows that I value my relationship with my hyungs far more than I do with any girl but I will never let Taehyung know that.

He can think I hate him but I know he loves me too.


I sat in class wondering how this party would go. So many people were coming but it was a lot less than last year. I almost got busted by my parents.

Finally the school bell rang signify the end of the day and all the student ran out of class rushing to go home and get changed.

To be honest only the cool kids were going to the party but I saw a girl sitting by her lockers crying. She was holding one of the invitations in her hand.

"Hey what's the matter." I said lowering myself so I could be at eye level with the girl.

"Nothing." She said wiping her tears.

"It doesn't seem like nothing." I said rubbing her arm to calm her down.

"These seniors the populars like Irene and her friends have been picking on me since I was a freshman. Now I am in my third year and they still continue." She said and I nodded.

"So what did they do now?" I asked starting to get annoyed.

"They came up to me and pushed me against the lockers. They told me I am worthless and deserve to die. Irene spat on me and told me I was a waste of space."

I could feel my blood boiling in my veins. I had only met her twice but I thought she was nice. Turns out she wasn't.

"They told me even all of the students that are younger than me don't want me around then she took out an invitation and shoved it in my stomach and told me I could see but not come."

"Well you are coming." I said and grabbed her hand.

"T-thanks but um who are you and are you allowed to do this?" She asked.

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