Stranger •Namjoon FF•

•chapter 7•

It's RM.

It's fine. I will just wait for a couple seconds and get off like I wasn't even here.

"Thank you, you didn't have to open the door for me."

Seriously?!

"Your welcome." I said and just looked down on my phone.

I looked up and saw we were almost on the 1st floor. I just stood there and listened to my music.

From my peripheral view, I see him looking at me. He better not say anything else to me.

When we reached the main floor, I sped walked through the lobby towards my car. As I was about to go around my car to get to front door, I felt someone tap my arm. I knew it was him because he was leaving the building too as I was leaving and I smelt the same cologne I smelt in the elevator. Actually, I think it's perfume; I mean he has that perfume smell to him. Not saying it's bad.

I turned around and he was standing there with a man standing behind him. I'm guessing that's a bodyguard. I mean he is famous and they all usually have one everywhere they go. I think that shit is weird and mad uncomfortable, but that's just me.

"Hey, sorry to bother you I was just wondering if you were ok." he said concernedly.

"Yeah I'm fine. Why are you asking?" I asked looking at him confused.

"Earlier today I saw you trip and fall on the curb. I was going to help and ask you if you were ok, but you went inside quickly."

"You saw that?"

"Uh yeah." he chuckled with his dimple showing prominently.

"Guess I got to be more careful next time," I nervously fake laughed.

"Yeah. But seriously are you hurt anywhere you need ice or anything?"

"No, I'm good but thanks."

"For sure. Not to be nosey or anything but are you a new stylist or makeup artist?"

I am not about to be caught right now. I haven't started yet and I'm not trying to break like the biggest rule I was given.

"Oh no I'm just food delivery," I lied.

"Why were you on the 4th floor though?"

Why is he digging up my ass? I'm about to chop my own head off.

"Ado- someone needed help bringing the food to their room."

He stood there and questioningly eyed me like he was interrogating a criminal or something.

"Oh, Adora probably ordered a whole meal for the department, or for herself, never know. But she usually orders food for everyone every once and awhile."

We both stood there with an awkward silence before I interrupted it.

"I should get going, I better hurry before my da- BOSS gets on me about late deliveries."

"Me too, I have a show I need to get to. Nice meeting you."

"You too," I bowed and zoomed to the car. As I was unlocking my car door, I saw him get in a black SUV behind me. When I got in the car, the SUV went pass me.

I sat back and looked at the time. I saw multiple missed calls from dad. Now I have to hear his mouth later.

I texted dad that I was on my way to my new place and buckled my seat belt.

Why was he asking me all those questions? I shook my head and inhaled and exhaled really loudly. See, now that is how you professionally lie ladies and gentlemen.

Namjoon's POV

"Thank you," I said to the cashier. I sat down at a table by the window of the cafe. Hmm, I think this is a good selfie moment, I thought. I took out my phone and took a couple of selfies before posting one on twitter.

I scrolled through my phone and listened to music while finishing my drink. I put my phone down and looked out the window at the bighit building. I swear, I feel like its been forever since I've been there.

As I was looking, I saw a girl wearing an orange t-shirt and black jeans, with a white cap on. She was getting out of her car and was walking towards the building. As she was going on the sidewalk, I saw her trip on the curb. I immediately straightened my back and was already being too worried. I was about to go out to help her, but she already got up and went into the building. Across me, I watched my bodyguard start laughing a little bit.

"Hey, that isn't funny. What if she really got hurt?" I fussed before meeting eye contact with him and started laughing myself.

I was across the street, so I wouldn't have made it in time to help anyways.

I finished my drink and headed to bighit.

***

"That sounds good. Do your magic, and we'll work on it when I get back."

"Alright bro. Have fun, rest, and don't die." Supreme said spinning on his chair.

I walked out of Supreme's office, and checked the time. I need to hurry up or I'm gonna be late for the shoot. I ran up the hallway and saw the elevator door closing. I knew I was about to miss it. I was about to wait for the next one until someone held the door open for me to get in.

I ran in and leaned back on the wall. I turned and looked at the person who was standing beside me. Oh, its that girl that fell on the curb.

"Thank you, you didn't have to open the door for me." I said.

"Your welcome." she said and just looked down on her phone.

I was going to ask if she was alright, but I knew she would probably be embarrassed about the situation, so I just shrugged it off.

When we reached the lobby, she hurriedly left the elevator and rushed through the lobby. I need to too before I'm late. I rushed behind her, trying to hurry up.

"Bye Namjoon. Be safe boy!" I heard Mrs. Choi behind me.

"I know Mrs. Choi, you too!" I responded while rushing out the lobby. I saw the girl heading out the doors. I couldn't help but worry that she was hurting and felt bad that no one was there to help her. I picked up my pace to catch up to her before she left. When I got out, I reached out and tapped her arm.

"Hey, sorry to bother you I was just wondering if you were ok."

"Yeah I'm fine. Why are you asking?" she asked confused.

"Earlier today I saw you trip and fall on the curb. I was going to help and ask you if you were ok, but you went inside quickly."

"You saw that?"

"Uh yeah."

"Guess I got to be more careful next time," she anxiously laughed. Why does she look so worried? She might be nervous because of me. I literally have a huge bodyguard behind me and if she knows me, which I'm assuming, she is probably in starstruck or something. But, I wonder why she was in bighit. She probably is a new stylist, since they are always new ones.

I asked her if she was a stylist or makeup artist and she proceeds to tell me she is food delivery. I knew something was off, because she kept fiddling with her hands and wasn't looking at me in the eyes. I pushed on her and asked her more questions on why she was in the building, let alone the 4th floor.

When she finished, I looked at her with a blank expression. A few seconds later, she speaks up.

"I should get going, I better hurry before my da- BOSS gets on me about late deliveries," she said loudly.

"Me too, I have a show I need to get to. Nice meeting you." I said looking at her weirdly.

"You too," she said rushing to her car. I turned and nodded at the bodyguard, and got in the van. As we drove off, I scrolled through my phone and chuckled.

She is a bad liar. It was so obvious. While I was in the cafe across the street, I clearly saw her get out of her car with no food whatsoever. And when she was talking, I could tell she was lying.

I got lost in my thoughts, before snapping back into work mode.