How Did I End Up Here (BTS)

Decisions

Chapter Fourteen

*Lizzie's POV*

I had told them everything. Except, I left out that I had been raped and I was pregnant. How was I going to break that news? When Matty left to tell the boys to come back in, Jake sat beside me.

"I knew you were alive," He said.

"Why did everyone think I was dead?" I joked. "Hey, you've stretched your ear more without me," I slapped his arm. Jake had stretched both his ears, got a lip piercing and a few tattoos. Obviously, it wasn't allowed because he was still 16, but there's nothing people can do about it now. Typical swag boy.

"I didn't know if you were coming back," he laughed.

"No more stretching now. It's big enough," I told him.

"Yeah. I want more tattoos though."

"I want some tattoos, but, where, and what?" I said as they all came in.

"More to the point, the big brother will not let you have tattoos." Matty said, as I pouted.

"Whhhhyyyyyyyy," I whined.

"Because, little sis, I said so."

"Wow, good one Matty, you should be a lawyer," I rolled my eyes, earning a laugh from everyone once Namjoon had translated.

"You really want tattoos?" He asked.

"Yeah, but THIS ONE won't let me," I gestured toward Matty.

"Haha," he laughed. "We have a proposition, about before."

I hadn't told Matty yet.

"Oh, I haven't told him yet." I wide eyed him.

"Oh," he said.

"Wait, not told Matty what yet?" Matty said.

Well, it was now or never.

"I kind of accidently on purpose left something big out." I said.

"Explain..." He said.

"Well, when I was there, I said I got beaten up right?"

"Yeeees..."

"Well, I also got, um..."

"Hold up. I know what you're about to say." Matty spat.

"Well, yeah. And um... I'm kind of..."

"Don't tell me," he said, covering his eyes.

"Pregnant." I finished.

"So you can't go home for another 9 months?" Jake said, disappointment laced his voice.

"Well... no. Basically."

"So what was your proposition?" Matty asked Namjoon.

"Well, you could stay with us. You and your brother until the baby is born." Namjoon began. "Is there anything you are really interested in? Like for a job?"

"Um, I don't really know. I'm only good at fashion and dancing. And I can't exactly dance right now."

"She could be stylist," V said.

"For who?" I asked.

"Us," Namjoon said.

"I'm a bit confused." I said. Why would they need a stylist?

"Well, we kind of left out we are sort of a famous boyband here in korea. So yeah, BTS, we're a band."

BAND. HE SAID SOMETHING ABOUT BAND MEMBERS BEFORE.