Love Is Not Over {Editing}

Black Swan

Even after I had gotten dressed, pregamed a fair amount, and was in the Uber with a group of five girls heading towards Downtown, I was having second thoughts.

Maybe I should have just stayed home and cuddled up with a book.

Maybe I wasn't ready for a single night on the town with my girls.

Don't get me wrong, I still maintained my social life and went out with them when I was with Jimin, however, this was my first time going out in four months.

Moreover, this was my first time hitting the clubs since the breakup.

I definitely felt as though I was walking on eggshells around my anxiety but I could not deny that a part of me was also very excited.

I could not wait for the moment when I could dance my worries away.

We enter our first destination of the night and I instantly feel lighter.

Beams of colorful lights flash before my eyes.

The bass from the speakers thumps inside my chest.

I swirl my hips, throw my hands into the air, and my feet glide across the floor. I lower my body until it is parallel with the ground and I sway with the beat.

Sarai grooves beside me, shouting enthusiastically.

My mind focused solely on matching my tempo with the music.

At this moment I am freeing all of my stress.

I am leaving absolutely every heartache on the dancefloor.

Goodbye to the suffering I have endured during the past three months since Jimin's departure.

Farewell to the undeniable fact that I am empty without him.

Au revoir to the utter devastation from not speaking to him in over a month.

Adios to my soul which remains shattered in a million pieces because my glue resides five thousand miles away.

Sayonara to the feelings of wanting to rip my heart out of my chest knowing that he was sleeping in another girl's bed.

Annyeong to the countless hours, days, and nights I spent crying my eyes out.

This ended tonight.

Since my former partner had clearly moved on, it was only right that I do the same.

After the song ends, Sarai and our group of girlfriends rush to the bar for water.

Since each bottle costs a reasonable $7, we only buy two and share them amongst ourselves.

I take a giant gulp and pass the bottle around.

Just then, the DJ yells out "Where are all my ladiessssssss!"

"Woooooo!" we all scream back.

"Ladies if you are single tonight, I want you to say Hell Yeah!"

"Let me get a hell yeah!"

All of the girls in our group cheer in unison.

I shake my head in embarrassment and more or less mumble the words out loud.

My eyes meet Sarai's.

As if she understood my inner turmoil, Sarai prevents me from overthinking by nudging me with her elbow. She hands me the water bottle and nods encouragingly.

"Okay hell yeah," he chants again.

"Hell yeah," we respond.

"Okay now hell yeah!"

"HELL YEAH!" we yell out.

I smile to myself, feeling the smallest ounce of liberation.

The DJ then begins a birthday shout out. Before I can hear the person's name, I feel an eager tapping on my shoulder.

I turn, assuming it is one of the girls asking for more water.

Instead, I am met by an attractive face with an even more gorgeous smile.

"I take it you are single?" he smirks.

His incredible dimples immediately capture my gaze and I find myself nodding at him and responding with a timid "yes."

He beams at me before leaning in closer.

There's no freaking way that those dimples are legal.

"Hi, I'm Jaehyun. What's your name cutie?"

"I'm Jen," I answer shyly.

"Nice to meet you Jen. I would love to dance with you. But I see that you are out with your friends so it's cool if you don't want to."

I admire him, fascinated by his charisma.

"I'd love to."

"Great," he grabs my hand.

My knees wobble and it's not because of the alcohol.

I curse under my breath hoping he does not feel how incredibly sweaty my palm is.

He turns back and flashes his mesmerizing smile.

Frick. This boy is trouble.

{A/N: A little Jaehyun appreciation cause I'm such a b!tch for this man!! 😍😍}