I am so not falling

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After some days getting a tattoo I had a pretty bad reaction to it. My skin continuously irritated me and was really in a bad condition, it was swollen and was red all over so for a couple of weeks I stayed home to avoid meeting people and ofcourse I stayed away from jimin's friends no matter how tempting it was to go out with him again.

But here I was sitting on the benches watching the students play soccer while I was listening to some songs.

My skin condition got better but not to the point where I could do alot of movements. I looked around in boredom towards that mint boy who was casually sitting listening to music just like how I was.

Mint boy? I didn't even know his name. I need to know his name.

I got up and walked towards him, I hated him, yes I did so much but I needed to know his name because I feel like if I get use to this nickname I might say it out loud embarrassing myself well come to think of it I would rather embarrass him than myself but nonetheless I had to know his name.

By the time I reached there he was already looking at me with uncomfortable eyes as I was literally too close to almost stepping on his hand that layed on the bench.

I quickly took a step back and made myself comfortable with a good meter distance between us totally ignoring his weird gaze.

"Why dont we start over?" I asked him smiling expecting him to be nice for once.

"Yoongi" he placed his earphones back in and looked forward while I had confusion written all over my face.

"What?" But ofcourse he ignored me and increased the volume of his music to block out my questions. Frustrated I snatched his earphones and glared at him. "Yoongi what?" I seriously don't get this guy. Who does he thinks he is.

"Yoongi is my name" he glared at me and snatched his earphones back from my hand but once again leaving me dumbfounded. "How the hell do you know I was about to ask that?

He rolled his eyes and sighed pinching the bridge of his nose "look, if you just came here to annoy me then you better-"

"I'm not here to annoy you" I cut him off and sighed. "Okay fine your name is yoongi and my name is y/n nice to meet you" I grinned raising my hand up to greet him. My smile faded as he left my hand hanging completely ignoring me again.

Annoyed I folded my arms and sat back to where I came from. That absolutelydid not go as I planned but hey, I got his name. I don't know why I even tried to be nice to him for once. But he looks so lonely, always a slumping figure and  being alone in the class and in the cafeteria doesn't he gets bothered by it? He is weird.

I looked over to the girls playing soccer to advert my mind to something else that's when I caught a really attractive girl running towards me. I greeted her with a smile and she returned it back.

She took a seat beside me and opened up a bottle of water chugging it down but immediately coughing it out. I took a tissue and passed it to her to help her and she gladly took it.

After some really deep breaths she looked over at me and grinned giving me a cute gummy smile "thanks" she looked forward but my eyes stayed on her. She looked ethereal. My eyes slowly trailed down her body checking her out shamelessly and stopping right where her shorts were. The sweat layered over her tanned skin was making me feel weird things that I was so scared to be familiar with.

Her face had beautiful cat eyes with a cute nose and not to mention a jawline so soft that you couldn't tell whether her facial features were soft or sharp. She was a mix of hot and cute and damn she looked good.........

Wait what?

I felt a blush creeping up to my cheeks when I noticed what I as doing. No way......no, I quickly looked away from her covering my cheeks as they started to turn a bright shade of red.

What was happening!?

My ears turned hot and my body was suffocating. I kept denying but the more I did the more I got worried. This was not what I was expecting myself to be.

I flinched so hard when I felt a hand on my shoulder instantly turning to the girl that sat beside me. Her eyes rounded as she saw me all flushed. "Are you okay?" She had tied her hair in a pony tail and it was really hard for me to maintain the eye contact rather than looking somewhere else.

This was really strange.

"I'm okay" it's all I could manage to say because the lump was too heavy for me to speak too much. "Jennie" she smiled and raise her hand to greet me and with slightly shaky hands I took in her soft hands in mine and shook it. "Y/n"

I barely gave her a genuine smile. I was uneasy by the rapid heart beat I was getting. She sensed my uneasiness and took my hand again. "You sure you okay? Because we can go to somewhere calm" I had to get away from her. She was too much for my heart to handle.

I stood up taking my hand away from her and tucked in my now slightly damped hair -from the sweat- behind my ears. Heck I even had sweaty palms.

I gave her a weak smile and shook my head "you don't have to come-"

"I insist"

She quickly took my hand and rushed me towards what seemed like a class room and pulled out a chair for both of us.

I was literally getting a fever of how close she was to me. She was leaning forward with her soft palms resting on my forehead to see if I was getting sick but in reality I was confused. I looked at her eyes focused with concentration as she struggled to help me with my condition making me laugh a little.

"I told you I'm fine" I gently took her hands away from me but kept holding them with a gentle grip as she smiled widely.

"I'm sorry it's just I cant help but to be there for the people who are in trouble even if it's the slightest" she nervously giggled making me crack up a smile again.

She was cute.

I shook my head and sighed. "I guess you have football practise?" She looked over to a clock that hung above the door in a hurry and started apologising. "I'm so sorry to leave you like this but I have to go" I nodded reassuringly watching her run out of the classroom.

As soon as she left I collapsed on the table with a huge sigh bumping my head on the table again and again.

The same thing going in my head.

What the fuck just happened?

I am so not falling for her.

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