When Ava, along with her cousins Mia and Zoe attend a fan meet, their lives take an unexpected turn. Little did they know everything was about to change. As time goes, the girls learn lessons about love, pain, success, failure, and heartbreak.
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"Pizza for dinner?" I ask as I pull up in the parking lot of the building. "I want pasta," Hobi says from the backseat.
"What about you?" I side glance at Jimin who's preoccupied with playing a game on his phone. "Anything's fine," He mumbles, his cherry-colored lips pouting.
"My room at eight, pizza party featuring pasta," I say, exiting the car. "Make sure all the guys come," I tell Hobi who gives me a thumbs up.
Jimin and I walk to Tae's room while Hobi goes to Namjoon's studio to work on some songs.
"Do you know what this is about?" Jimin asks, pocketing his phone. "Not too sure," I half-lie. Tae might talk to us about the Samara situation but if he wasn't going to, I didn't want Jimin to find out from me.
"Should we knock?" I point to the door. "I don't think so," He purses his lips and twists the doorknob.
The door opens and we both walk inside and remove our shoes, neatly placing them on the shoe rack that's sitting by the door. "Taehyung!" Jimin sings when we don't see him in the living room.
"In here!" He shouts from the bedroom. Jimin looks at me with furrowed brows and I simply shrug.
We both walk into the bedroom to see Taehyung sprawled across the bed. I put down the car keys in the nightstand while Jimin sits at the edge of the bed and plays with Tae's chin.
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"Hey," Tae lazily looks at Jimin as he continues messing with his chin. I smile looking at them and sit next to Jimin. "What did you want to talk to us about?" I cross my legs on the bed.
"Oh yeah, about that," He grunts and sits up, facing me. Jimin also spreads his leg across the bed and I take this opportunity to play with his little toes.
He removes the shirt he's wearing, leaving him with just his ripped black jeans. I look at him weirdly and he shrugs. "Who are you trying to impress?"
He throws his head back. "It's hot in here," He argues. "Whatever," I roll my eyes.
"Jimin," Tae looks at him, completely disregarding the conversation Jimin and I are having and says, "Samara's pregnant,"
Jimin snaps his head to look at Tae with a blank stare. I look at Jimin and then Taehyung with a poker face, not knowing what to expect. Will he throw a punch at Tae? Will he storm out of the room? Will he curse?
No, no and no.
He wipes a tear rolling down his cheeks and pulls Tae into a long hug. Taehyung looks at me confused and I mirror his expression. "You're going to be a dad?" He softly asks, sniffling.
My face drops at once when I see Tae's eyes getting glassy. How the hell is he going to tell Jimin that Samara's having an abortion? Jimin sniffles again and pulls back from the hug.
