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Fourteen

Me POV:

The party was so good. Rihanna was celebrating her twentieth birthday and all of us who were attending her birthday party was completely enjoying every moment of it.

"It was so good!" Nikki remarked for the hundredth time after she entered the car. She was drunk. And now was out of control.

Well, at least one of us had to be in our senses on our way back home as we had to take a taxi. So I only chucked in a few gulps of the drinks that were served. Also, I'm not so much into drinking. I'm a social drinker and only take in a few.

"Boy!!!!!!!" I almost shouted once I was back home and was swiping through my phone.

"What happened?" An almost startled Nikki asked me, amidst her lost senses.

"Look at this." I showed her my phone.

"What the?!" Her eyes almost popped out.

The new Instagram notification said Yoo_Taeyang_official has liked this post, which was supposedly my latest post and has started following you.

"I can't believe my eyes," I said.

"Neither can I," Nikki said.

"Maybe it's because both of us are drunk," I said, rubbing my eyes.

"Or maybe it's some fake account. So yeah!" Nikki said, shaking her head. "Anyways, I'm staying here tonight. I'm taking a night suit from your wardrobe. Thanks in advance." She completed with an appealing smile.

Well, what can I say?! I can't deny her. Let her. At least, she's the only one who has to handle me 24/7.

"Bye!" Nikki drunk-smiled at me with my night suit in her hands and slammed the door of the guest room shut behind her.

"Ugh!" I clutched my hair as my eyes grew heavy and slept in my room with my party dress on. I was so lazy to change it and remove my makeup.

The next morning I woke up in the hangover of yesterday night's party and tried to recollect everything back in my memory. That was when I was reminded about that Instagram notification.

I sped up towards my phone and swarmed into Instagram to make sure that it was just a "drunk misunderstanding."

But no!

"What the?!" I spat out as I confirmed to myself that it was Yoo Taeyang who had followed me on Instagram. It was his real and official account. It was his verified account.

"Ahh!!!" I screamed on top of my lungs in excitement and unbelief which made Nikki, who was still sleeping, wake up startled.

"What happened? What happened?" She asked with horror in her eyes. "Are you fine? Did someone break into your room?"

"Ah! No!" I replied shaking my head.

"Then what happened?"

"See," I shoved my phone into her hands.

"What the?!" Nikki spat, giving out the same reaction as mine. "So that was true? That was not because we were drunk? What we saw last night was real then?" She continued in disbelief.

"Yeah... I can't believe my eyes." I almost murmured.

"If this is true then you're lucky, princess. There are millions of fans begging for him to see their stories and you directly got a follow from him. Ya! Maybe he might've somehow got to know that we had visited him in that shooting location. Or maybe he followed you because of your beautiful and aesthetic edits." Nikki said dreamily making her wild guesses.

"I don't know. But I still can't believe this."

"If he's talking to you then let him know of how big a fan I am of his, OK?" She said with a cute smile, winking.