just one day

46.

"girl, your just as famous as the Kardashian's" Emma says as I was on face time with her, while getting ready.

"I mean you won't believe how many people came up to me at school yesterday, asking for you" she continues.

I sigh. "All this because I'm pregnant" I say still not understanding why Yoongi was so important, even in school, now outside of it. Sure he has money but so doesn't half of Korea.

"And also one of the wealthiest son in the country happened to propose to you. The mean question is if you said yes or not" she says trying to get an answer out of me.

"Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't. The world would never know" I shrug picking out an outfit for school.

"I don't see why not. I mean after everything I wouldn't have hesitated for a second. I mean think about it, you're pregnant and he's in love with you. You no longer have to work, worry about anything because he'll take care of you" she tells me.

Why is it that everything is about money for this girl?

"I never knew there was such a thing for rich people could be gold diggers, but you seem to show me that I stand corrected" I smirk causing her roll her eyes at my comment.

"Which one?" I asked turning the camera showing two outfits.

"The short one, with the skirt. It makes you look unapologetic for being sexy and pregnant at the same time" she tells me causing me to nod letting me know which outfit to go with.

"Since when did you care about your appearance?"

"It's like you said, I'm famous as the Kardashian's now. Everywhere I turn there's either a camera or reporter in my sight meaning I have to look the part" I smirk.

Which is true, because if not there'll probably be many articles on how Yoongi impregnated a non-fashion having, broke girl from Texas black girl.

"So have you figured out what to do with the whole SunHee situation?" Emma asks.

I sigh, not wanting to think about it. I still didn't ask Yoongi what went on with his mother and sera after I left or bothered to hit up Jimin and talk to him.

Before I could answer there was a knock on the door. I turn back to my phone, "I'll see you at school, gotta go" I tell Emma quickly before hanging up.

"Yes"

The door opens, and I expected it to be one of the maids, but instead it was Yoongi.

"Morning" he says entering the room, wearing a suit, and holding his tie. He turns facing me, smiling ear to ear.

"hi?" I asked him confused on why he wasn't downstairs, waiting for me at breakfast like his usual routine was too.

"Could you help me?" He asks holding up the tie, I'm assuming he wants me to tie it for him like he doesn't probably have people or maids to do that for him.

Without words being said, I approached him slowly unsure what he was up too. I took the tie out of his hand, and hung it over is neck.

"you came up here to ask me to help you with your tie?" I asked him.

He looks down at me, "you're my fiancé, am I not allowed to ask for assistance for simple things like this?" He asks smirking.

Fiancé? I like how he takes it upon himself to just assume I said yes. I mean I haven't given it enough thought yet. Yes, I love him. And yes, I'm carrying his child but that doesn't mean I want to get married.

Yet.

I sighed eying him. "if it was so simple, why can't you do it yourself?" I asked him looping the tie.