Forgotten (Jungkook FF) || Complete

9- Can you not?

The whole class was stretching. We were preparing ourselves for Miss Heyes class.  She suddenly bursts into the room giving a great entrance.

"Good Morning class! I have something to announce."

We all get closer to her so we can hear what she has to say. Then she started her announcement.

"Okay, so every year near Christmas there is a show made from the dance teachers. This show will be performed by you, the trainees, but of course, this is a dancing show, so you don't have to talk or sing. Just dance...you know like 'the black sawn'. So, we will give you the story and you will have to come up with a choreography depending on the character you want to represent. Yet, the dance for the show will be choreographed by us, this dance you have to do is just to audition for the role."

After her announcement, her assistant gave us a paper with the storyline.

I start to read it... it's about a girl who lost her memory in an accident and forgot about her lover, so he tries to do anything to win her back, all this made by romantic scenes. The name of the story is 'Forgotten'

Uh...a girl who lost her memory...due to an accident...sounds familiar doesn't it...?

I look at who wrote the story and it said 'made by: Jeon Jungkook.'

Of course...he is the only one who knows...

Lunch came and I went to buy something from the vending machine...guess who was there...the brilliant story author Jeon Jungkook.

I just stand there looking at him, with a severe judgement look in my eyes.

He noticed and he turned to me.

"Do you need something?"- Jungkook asked bothered by the way I was looking at him.

"Oh no..."- I said looking at him.

"Are you sure?..."

"I mean...we got the story for the Christmas show today...who do you think I should be...the maid?...the mother?...or... should I be...the girl who lost her memory?"- I said looking straight into his eyes and he chocked on his banana milk.

"Are you going to lie and say this is not my story?..."- I said irritated.

"Ok chill...not everything's about you"- lie...he said it to protect himself.

"This story is clearly about me! You said you would keep it a secret!"- I said.

"And I am! As far as I know, nobody knows that it's about you!"

"Ah Ah! So it is about me!"

"Well it's not my fault if you're that self centered!"

"Well, it's not my fault you're always thinking about me!"

I can't believe I just said that. I can not believe. It sounded like I was insinuating he has some sort of feelings for me. I'm doomed.

My mouth is shut and my eyes surprised from my own words. I look at him and Jungkook has a devilish smile on his face.

"Oh really? Is that so? I didn't know about that"- He said with the same smile teasing me.

"I should go, I have things to do"

I said and left trying not to be awkward and to keep a confident posture.

***

The class started and it's Jungkooks class.

He puts himself in don't of the mirror and teaches us a dance while he keeps looking at me and I turn my face away.

It's time for us to rehearse on our own, while Jungkook passes by us to see if we are doing everything right.
He is coming in my direction from behind l.

He comes and he asks me something.

"Are you sure you are not tired?"

I frown at his question, than he comes closer from behind and whispers in my ear.

"Cause it seems like you have been running in my mind all day"- He finished.

Of course he is not letting go of what I said earlier...I was just defending myself!
Why me?

Until the end of the class, he just kept smiling to me, as if he was mocking me. As I said... I am so doomed.

***

The classes were over and I ran to see if I could catch the last bus...but of course not. Today is definitely not my day.

I start to walk home...and of course, as the world looks to be mad at me, it stars to rain.

I put myself beneath a bus stop. As I'm there a car stops in front of me. The window gets down. Oh and guess who it is...Jung freaking Kook...I really can't see him right now...

"Do you need a ride home?"- He asked.

"I'm fine"- I said in a raspy tone as a drive my look away from him.

"I didn't ask you If you were ok or not...do you or don't you need a ride home?"

I look at him again and answer.

"No, thank you"- some sassiness was present in my tone.

Then he went away. Thank God. Seconds later he is by my side.

I look at him and he speaks.

"What? I'm just going to keep you company until your bus comes"

Ugh...he is just doing this to make fun of me because of what I said.

"It's fine, you can go"- I said.

"Yeah, I could...I really don't want to though" - He said with a smile on his face...weird.

"Well, there is no bus...so might as well go"

"Hm...nop...still don't want to..."

"Fine, then I'll go!" - I said as I was about to leave him there but he grabbed my arm.

"Are you crazy? It's raining way to much"

"You didn't want to leave!"

"Okay okay... I'll leave...but please let me take you home... it's raining way to much for you to walk." - He said with a serious face now that made me rethink his offer..

"Oh c'mon Y/N... I'm just being nice, accept it as an ' I'm sorry for using your story for the Christmas show' "- He continued. I thought for a while and agreed, nodding my head.

"Really?!"- He asked to be sure.

"Yes...now can we go?"

"Yeah, let's go...oh do you mind if we run a little?...my car is illegally parked" - He said giving me a guilty smile.

"What?!"

He then started to run.

"Oh shit."- I said watching him run away as I followed him.