Track 07

Chapter Forty-Seven

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Your head hurts like crazy. You can't feel your body and everything smells like sanitizer. You slowly open your eyes. The first thing you see is the ceiling. Dazzling white lights shine into your eyes. You close them right away. You turn your head. Ouch. Wrong decision. You open your eyes again. Now you can see a face.

He's looking down at you, smiling. "You're awake." Namjoon softly touches your cheeks. "How do you feel?" "Horrible." You press out. Your throat is as dry as the sahara. Speaking hurts like hell. "Where am I?" "You're at St. Clair's Hospital. You passed out on the street and hit your head on the pavement. Luckily I was on my way to Jimin, when I saw you lying there. I called the ambulance. We've been here for two hours now. The doctor said that you're dehydrated and your stress levels were fairly high as well." No wonder. You've just had the worst day of your life.

"Jimin?" Is the only thing you can say. "I called him but he didn't pick up, which is odd since he should have been expecting me. I will call him again later." "Don't. He wouldn't bother." Your head feels heavy and there is a constant hum in your ears. Namjoon looks worried, but doesn't ask anymore questions. "The doctor said I should give you this when you wake up. Drink it." You sit up very slowly before drinking what Namjoon gave you. You instantly feel better.

"Thanks." "So what happened?" Namjoon can see that you feel a bit better and can't contain his curiosity. "I fucked up. I fucked up real bad." Namjoon tilts his head, but doesn't say anything. "So I found out that I'm in love with Jimin..." Namjoon jumps up, hopping. "Really?That's amazing!!!" He's turning, smiling, yelling, just over all pure happiness. But then he stops: "But you said you fucked up. Oh no, y/n, what did you do?" You sigh and fall back into the pillows. You take one and press it over your face, screaming into it: "AAAAAHHHH! Namjoon, why did I do this?"

"Do what?" Namjoon takes the pillow from you. His eyes look worried. "I told Jimin today." "But that's great. He's been in love with you for so long. So what's the problem." "WHAT? He's been in love with me?" Well that certainly doesn't make things better. "Yes. He told me two weeks after we met for the first time, that he's in love with you. I was so happy for him. The problem with Jimin is, that he has loved one girl before. Jolie." "Wait, wasn't that the girl at whos party you two met?" Namjoon nods: "Yes. She was in Jimins dance studio. He was in love with her for two years, but she kept him waiting. Saying that her feelings might change. She kept him around, because it was nice to have someone admire you like he did. He did everything for her, but she never returned his feelings. It's been a really tough time for him. He wrote many poems about her, but didn't put them with his melodies. He felt that they didn't quite fit together. Jolie and his songs. But when he met you, he changed. He changed so much. After he told me about your first meeting at your place, he never spoke of Jolie again. It's like he totally forgot about her. He was happier, all his sad thoughts, about her not loving him, they were all gone. Thanks to you."

Yes. This. Is. The. Worst. Day. Of. Your. Life.

"He loved me, all this time?" You begin to choke on your tears. "Well, I certainly did my best to ruin any feelings he had for me." "Y/N! Now tell me what happened!" Namjoon demands impatiently. You look at your hands. You bite your nails. You do everything to avoid eyecontact with him. "Y/N!!!" He takes your head into his hands. You give up. "Alright. Last night, I was drinking with Jimin. We were talking about..." You probably shouldn't tell Namjoon what you talked about. "Well, doesn't matter. At some point I was so drunk that I started kissing him. I often get horny when I'm drunk. But Jimin didn't kiss me back. Today he told me, he didn't want to take advantage of me being drunk. I was frustrated and left his place." "So far, not bad. Seems like you guys talked about that today, and you don't seem mad at him for not kissing you back. What's the problem then?" "I didn't go home, after leaving Jimin's. I went to..." "You went to Jungkook, am I right?" "How do you know?" You look up at your best friend.

"I'm not dumb, y/n. Why do you think, you're my best friend? I can see the way he looks at you. And I can also see the way you look at him. The same way you look at Jimin. That's why I never told you, that Jimin loves you. I knew you were torn between the two. I didn't want to influence your decision."

He really is your best friend. He knew how you felt, he acted carefully and let you make your decision on your own. "A little hint would have been nice though, Joon." He smiles at the nickname. "You knew how troubled I was, but didn't say anything? Not a cool move." "I knew you would come around eventually. Jimin changed something in you, am I right? He changed the way you think about life. I knew that you would decide for him." "Well, you could've told me. Then maybe all this shit wouldn't have happened." You tear up once again.

"Oh yeah, you're right. Back to the shit. You went to Jungkooks..." You've never seen Namjoon this curious and worried at the same time. "I went to Jungkook, horny as I was. And yeah, I made out with him." "You did WHAT?!" "I know. I'm the worst. I've slept at Jungkook's before, and we were flirting a lot, but nothing ever happened. It was the alcohol, I swear. I made out with him and we even nearly slept together." "YOU DID WHAT?!" Namjoon is furious: "You tell me, you love Jimin, but you nearly slept with Jungkook." "I know. I knew you would react this way. Just the way Jimin did. How could anyone react any other way?" The tears start streaming down your face.

Namjoon sits next to you and hugs you: "It's alright. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scream. I mean Jungkook is a nice and handsome guy. I can see why you would make out with him, when you're horny and drunk. How did Jimin find out about all this?"

After a couple of minutes you stop crying. Namjoon's comfort helps a lot. You tell him how you guys kissed and how everything went downhill from that moment on.