Ingrid's Fate [GOT7 Fanfiction]

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Where am I?! I tried to open my eyes clearly "Ahhckk" then I felt something on my hand. Oh geez. I'm in the hospital.

No one is around. What happened to me?! I tried to grabbed my phone in the table near the bed "If I could just see my pho---"

"NOONA!!!"

"Ahhhh" I closed my eyes waiting for my body to reach the floor. I opened my eyes and saw "Mark?!!" I blinked again and it's still him.

He placed back on my bed and patted my head "Be careful. I don't want you getting hurt" then he went out of the room. The two maknaes walked towards me and sat down "Noona. We were so worried about you"

I just smiled at them "I'm fine now" then my manager came in. He placed different kinds of food on the table and smiled at me "The company is worried about you. They said their hellos"

"Thanks a lot, Sunabenim. Do you know what happened to me?"

"You don't remember" Youngjae asked me. I nodded at him "Neh. I can't remember. All I know is I just had my shoot with Mark opppa"

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Midnight came. Manager and the boys went home leaving me in the hospital with a private nurse and a doctor to check me anytime.

I just remembered what happened. Mark asked me if I have fever and then everything went black. I must've look stupid, again.

I stood up, grabbing the 'what-do-you-call-the-thing-that-is-injected-in-my-hand' I don't know. It has a stand of it's own.

I grabbed it while walking towards the table. I sat down and grabbed a notebook. I missed this one. I wrote something.

My passion is writing but I think I must've forgot about it. You think it's my fate?! I recalled of all things that happened to me the time I failed at my passion.

This 'modelling thingy' came. And now Mark. I just can't stop thinking about him. The way he smiles at me, his scent, his laugh, his mysterious looks, his eyes and everything.

What is happening with me?! I continued to write a story of my own. I never get tired doing this, even for a whole night. 

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I grabbed my phone and checked the time. Oh geez, it's already 2pm. I almost spent four hours writing this story.

I should get some rest so that I can get discharged early as possible. I don't want to be a burden, to my manager, to the company and oh no?! Oppa. He must have known this incident.

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"Mark?!"

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Ingrid's manager woke up early to check for Ingrid. He clled the nurse last night to check if she is okay or if something happened.

He arrived at the hospital at exactly 7am in the morning. He even met his middle school friend who happens to be Ingrid's private nurse. They both decided to check for themselves together. 

When they opened the door, the sunlight was shining so bright  that filled the room leaving no darkness in it. Then they saw, Ingrid sleeping while Mark of Got7 holding her hand. Both of them are sleeping.

"I think we should leave them" his friend mumbled. He just smiled and left a note. They went away still thinking what he just saw "They're couples" his batch smiled.

"Aniyo" he repied. His friend looked surprised with what he just said "They're not?!" he nodded and smiled "The boy really came last night to check if she is okay. maybe the boy likes the girl"

"I think so" then they separated after they reached first floor. The manager stayed at the hospital for a few minutes. Just as he was about to go, he saw Mark went on his away riding in a white van. It must be their teams van.

He went to Ingrid's room and saw the young gal sleeping peacefully. Then he remembered the note he left but it was gone.

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I opened my eyes when I felt the sun's rays on my skin "Sunbaenim?!" then I noticed something on my nose "Sunabenim?!"

"It's okay. It's just oxygen. You weren't breathing and you find it very hard. So, this" he smiled at me and gave me a glass of water.

"Komowo Sunabe" I said to him. I checked the time. It's already 10 in the morning. Good thing I slept well. Oh geez. Where's Mark?!

I suddenly texted him. Manager went out for while. He must've something to do. I stayed up almost 3am last night. Mark and I talked about a lot of things and I didn't know I slept.

~Hey. I'm okay. You make yourself better. The boys misssed you. I miss you~ I felt my cheeks blushing so hard. I smiled.

"You're smiling" I suddenly stopped and put down my phone. I looked at my manager and smiled at him, shyly "Sunbaenim"

"You like Mark?" he asked while drinking a water "Mianhaeyo" I looked down and I really looked like a kid scolded by a mother.

Then I felt his hands on my shoulders "It's okay. i've been like that before" he sat beside me and gave me an apple.

"I fell inlove with someone too. I was once a freelance writer then JYP hired me as model and artist, then I met her" I began to be interested in his story "What happened?!"

"My fate twisted. We end up broken hearted for each other and never had a chance to be together, again" he just smiled and patted my head "Sleep well Ingrid. I'll see you later" he then went out of the room leaving me clueless of his story.

Fate?!

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"Mark Tuan?" the girl asked "Yes Madam. He lives in L.A with his family and he belongs in a popular group in korea, GOT7. He likes dancing and skateboarding"

"Deliver a basket of fruits for ingrid?! Don't tell anyone who delivered it" her assistant nodded and left the office. She grabbed her phone and contacted someone "Ysabelle?!"

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