I should've never agreed to go on this stupid trip, I thought to myself as I finally finished packing. What the hell was I thinking? I could barely go outside my house and now I was going to Spain? It made no sense.
We were leaving the day after today, and I did not feel ready. I had regretted the words as they came out of my mouth, but then it was too late. If I said I couldn't go they wouldn't believe, because what else would I do? I couldn't exactly tell them I didn't want to go because that was just rude. So I was going.
Jin had spoken about it every day since I agreed, and either he wasn't good at reading my face or he was ignoring my expression. It didn't exactly display joy. He would go to me while I was serving people and say "You're looking a bit pale... Don't worry! It'll disappear soon". I cringed at the bad joke but it didn't face him.
Jungkook was still not talking to me, and I had given up. I had a small hope that he would come one day and say that he forgives me, or that it was just a joke, but that hope soon disappeared. He wasn't talking to me, nor would he look at me. It was as if I was invisible. As if I had become air. It hurt me, more than I could describe. I still hadn't figured out why he was like he was, and I tried my best not to think of our conversations. They hurt too much. Every memory of him hurt, and it was silly. I barely knew him. He didn't care about me. I shouldn't care about him. But I did
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I had dreaded this day for weeks, and finally, it was here. There was nothing I looked forward too. Airplanes had always seemed so crowded, and I would always feel claustrophobic. The thought of sitting next to a stranger, feeling their leg push into mine, hearing their heavy breath or snores, just the thought of it made sweat break out on the back of my neck.
I shook my head, trying to push the thought out of my mind and sat down on the couch waiting for Tae. He was going to pick me up with the other boys because he was the only one who had enough room to fit all six of us. I put on some calm music in the background. The song 'to each his own' was the first one that played and I felt my breath calm down and my heartbeat steady as the melody sung in my ears and swept through my mind removing every concern. My eyelids dropped and immediately I could feel the tiredness rush over my body.
KNOCK KNOCK!!
"AH!" I shot up from the sofa as the loud sound of someone knocking woke me. My heart was in my throat and I took some deep breaths. The sound of someone knocking came again. "Goddamnit Jimin, I swear if you don't open this door I will kNOCK IT DOWN!" someone shouted. It sounded like Yoongi. I rushed over to the door because I knew better than to underestimate him. Quickly twisting the doorknob, I took a step to the side and flung the door open revealing five faces and a hand raised to knock again.
"Jimin! What the hell are you doing? We're late!" Jin exclaimed and pushed past me to get into my apartment. "L-late? Late for what?", I stuttered and rubbed my eyes trying to wake up. Five sets of eyes looked at me with shock. "Spain you idiot," Yoongi muttered. "Hello to you to grumpy," Tae said and grabbed my hand, starting to pull me outside. "Oh right," I said. "Oh wait! Spain! How much is the time, did you wait long, I'm really sorry if you did I swear I was just going to rest my eyes for a little bit but I fell asleep I'm so sorry I swear I didn't me-". I was cut off by all the members at the same time."No!" "Nonsense" "Don't be silly Jimin" "Stop saying sorry!" "We love you don't worry". It was almost comical how fast they all answered. A small smile shot across my face as we went out of the building. Jin was dragging my luggage behind me, and Namjoon was walking beside him insisting on carrying it for him.
The car was parked right outside my apartment and we rushed inside. Though they denied it I'm pretty sure I'm the reason why we're stressing. Shit, why did I have to fall asleep? Typical, that I would be the one who ruined for everyone else. I sighed to myself and opened the door to sit behind. I didn't really feel like having a conversation so I was planning on sitting in one of the two seats furthest back in the car. I should have known it wouldn't be that easy.
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FanfictionA story about love between two people with struggles from their past. Will they be able to overcome them together? Or will their struggles be too much? "I'm Jungkook by the way" he said while reaching out his hand. Jimin hesitantly took his hand and...