What Happened in France | K.T.H.

c h a p t e r 20

We discussed about him being my manager as we sat on the couch.

"So. You're sure you want me to-"

"Yes Taehyung-ie."
I say.

"Okay baby."

.

It was the day my dad and Lèa leave back to Korea.

"Make sure to text me if you need anything."
My dad says

"Okay Appa. Love you."
I say

He hugs me tightly then gets into the cab.

"Bye guys!"
I say

The cab drives off and me and Taehyung leave, to the studio.

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Once we get here we walk straight to Mr. Dannie's office, like he requested.

"Hey. Alright so I filled out the rest of the papers, and Taehyung is fully qualified to be your manager. I would also like to show you something else."
Dannie said

He walks us to a room. It was also another studio.

"Here's your personal studio!"
He says

"What!?"

.

In my new studio I sat down in the chair and tried to come up with a song.

"Is there anything you need?"
Taehyung asks

"No."
I say

I keep looking at the paper infront of me, struggling about what I should write.

"Do you need help?"
He asks

"No."

"Are you hungry?"

"No."

"Are you thirsty?"
He asks

I exhale deeply.
"No!"

"Fine. Sorry."
He says in an attitude.

"Just trying to help-"

"I dont need your help!"
I say

"I'm trying to concentrate when all you keep doing is, 'do you need this, do you need that?' It's stressing the hell out of me! Just no more questions!"
I slightly shout

"Then should I just... Fuck it. Nevermind."
He says

He grabs his phone from the table and leaves.

"Wai-"

He slams the door.

I sit back down and sigh.

'Im so fucking stupid! It's my fault he's upset. All he was trying to do was help me, when i just scolded the shit out of him.'

A tear sheds from my eyes and falls onto the desk.

Putting my elbows on the desk, and held the sides of my head as I cry.

'That was the first fight we ever had. What if he just lost feelings for me?

What if he doesn't love me anymore?'