You're in Danger

Chapter 15: Hurt

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*Morgan POV*

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"Mark's out of class! I need to get ready so we can hang out." Grace smiled at her phone. She jumped up and ran to her room. After seeing her so down and depressed, seeing her happy warms my heart.

Wonho better treat her right, she deserves to always be happy.

I stood up and went to my room. I closed the door and sighed. What are we doing? We are supposed to be normal, young girls. Not girls that what to change who they were raised to be.

My phone buzzed and I pulled it out of my back pocket.
A message from Jungkook flashed across the screen.

"Please stay safe, ok? We'll take care you all three of you."
I smiled, he feels like the younger brother I always wanted.

"Yes sir. You boys be safe too."
I text back. Sometimes when I see all of them, I forget what they do.
I wish I could forget what I used to do.

But that's why we're here, to make our lives worth remembering. My phone buzzed again and this time it was a message from Taemin.

"Hey, if you're feeling better I'd like to see you today. Are you busy? I really miss you!"

I smiled at his message and quickly answered.

"I'm feeling much better. Wanna meet at the food trucks?"

He said yes so I started getting ready.
I brushed my hair and put on a little make up so I didn't look so sleep deprived. I decided to change out of Yoongi's hoodie as that wouldn't go over to well.

I grabbed my phone and announced to the girls that I was leaving. They both yelled a goodbye through their closed doors and I left.

I quickly made my way out to the tables outside of the food trucks and sat down, waiting for Taemin.

"I thought I told you to never be alone." A deep voice said, making me jump.

I turned to see Yoongi standing behind me, covered in sweat.

"I'm waiting for someone, he'll be here any minute now." I explained.

"It only takes a minute for something bad to happen, and I don't want to take that risk." He said, sitting down at the table with me.

"You do know that I can take care of myself, right? I'm not a child." I said, clearly annoyed at the fact that he is babying me.

"I know, but you've already been hurt once because of me. I don't want that to happen again." He sighed, hating how stubborn I'm being.

"Well thank you for being concerned, but I'll be ok. I'm tougher than I look." I said.

"Why did you change? You look good in my hoodie." He said, looking away like he wasn't interested in the conversation anymore.