《The Jerk | A Lizkook FF》Chapter 2.
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Two days ago was when bangtan came to our dorm. It feels so... weird...
Why do they suddenly came? And theres bangPD too. Was there something that i didn't know or maybe everyone kept a secret from me?
Why do i feel... left out???
Aishh now im very confused. Is there any problem or something and they kept this a secret away from me?!
Why would my unnies do that? Thats just impossible... but it seems that way.
And why do i felt so shy when Jungkook is around?!
Aishh im getting carried away by that boy... i heard that he was also the 97 liner, which made me happy for some reason.
Is it because i could text him from the 97 liners group that i was just added yesterday by bambam?
Aishh im getting carried away by him! He looks so cute and hot... just like who i imagined for my dream boyfriend would be.
Will he be my future perfect boyfriend maybe even husband?!!
Or maybe im just daydreaming too much. That would be impossible lisa, stop this!!!
I groaned a bit. "lisa are you okay? Why do you look so mad?!" Rosé unnie asked me worriedly. The look on her face was so worried, makes me feel emotional for no reason.
Well im just being too dramatic and sensitive because im on my period actually...
"Im just not feeling well unnie... im gonna go to my room now." I told her and tears started to came from my eyes, and landed to my cheeks. "Lisa..." i heard rosé unnie whispered but i ignored her.
I can see her face probably really worried because of my sudden action.
Rosé unnie was one of the closest one from my member. Probably because we both are almost the same age. She was 20 and im 19.
I went to my room, locked the door and i sat on my bed. Tears flow from my eyes and i cried quietly. I was leaning on a wall next to my bed.
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Tears started to flow even more from my eyes. My eyes are now filled with tears as i heard a knock on my door.
I didn't bother asking who it was, nor open the door. I just cry there like a baby.
Why do my unnies keep secrets from me? Is there a big secret that nobody has told me? But why is there bangtan? Im so confused...
"Why? Why is life so complicated?!!" I yelled at myself. "Lisa! Open the door!" I heard a familiar voice behind the door.
"Go away!" I growled. My voice cracked, my eyes puffy red, as i hold my tears and tried to open the door, but my emotions stopped me and i had a small break down.
"Lisa!!! Open the door!!! Whats wrong?" I heard someone infront of my door, still the familiar voice.
"I cant take it anymore!" I yelled. "Lisa..." i heard the person spoke. "Open the door please..." the familiar voice said.
I stood up, look at myself in the mirror. How can life be so complicated? I thought i trusted them, but i guess i dont trust them the way i trusted them before.
The way they kept a secret without telling me hurts. It hurts so bad! Its really painful.
I heard a sigh outside my door. "Lisa... open up" the person mumbled. "Fine..." i said. My voice cracked and i wipe my tears as i was unlocking the door. I opened the door and i saw the one and only
Jeon Jungkook...
"Why are you here?!" I mumbled while making sure im not dreaming or anything. "Im here because i want to tell you something..." he mumbled while looking straight to the ground.
"What is it?" I asked. He cleared his throat "ahm well... BangPD hyung said that rosé noona and jimin hyung are officially dating and soon they will marry eachother." He spoke and a smile escaped his lips.
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I was so shock about the news he told me. My eyes wide open and my mouth hung wide in disbelief. "R-really?!" My voice was shaky. "Yes..." he said. I can tell he was happy but also worried.
"Unnie!!!" I scream and tries to find rosé. "Hey where are you going?" Jungkook took my wrist and raised his eyebrows. "Im going to find rosé unnie!" I said. He let out a long sigh and let me go. "Shes not home." He said coldly. "What?! Where is she then?" I spoke. "Shes on a date with jimin hyung" he said coldly. "Jiminie oppa?" I ask and i think my eyes are puffy so i look so dumb probably. He let out a long sigh, and nodded.
"Wheres everyone else? Where are my unnies?!" I asked. "They're out too... only us in this dorm" he said coldly. "Well atleast can you not be so cold to me?! Its making me want to punch your dick!" I spoke and i rolled my eyes on him. "Pfft whatever doll" he smirked, and i hit his arms playfully.
"Hey do you want to ahmm well..." he stoped and i raised my eyebrows. "Yea?" I spoke confused "ahm do you want to go to an arcade?because im bored" he asked.
What the heck? Jeon Jungkook asked me out?!! Well probably he didn't meant a date but still!!! He's so cold tho very annoying. But his beautiful face! I cant handle it!
"Umm sure im bored too" i spoke. I manage to saw his face. He smiled at me and thats so cute! I saw his iconic Bunny Smile
"Stop checking me out doll" he smirked. "Aishh im not checking you out!!!" I yelled and rolled my eyes on him. He just laughed.
What the heck!
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We finally arrived! We were quiet in the taxi but i dont mind. I mean he just met me 2 days ago.
"Lets go in!" He spoke and i nodded and ran inside with him. "What are we gonna play first?" I asked him. "Bowling?" He asked. "Okay. Im not really good at it tho" i spoke. He grabs my wrist and take me to the bowling area. "This place is soo big... but why is it soo empty?!" I asked him.
When he holds my wrist, i can feel his soft skin! His cheeks was red, and he showed his bunny smile! He's just soo cute but sometimes he is very annoying. Aishh
"You go first doll" he spoke. "Okay..." i spoke and i blushed into a light pink color.
I threw the ball, as i closed my eyes. I opened my eyes and all the pins are still there! Not even one pin fall!!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!
"Aishh" a sigh escaped my lips. "Try again doll" he smirked at me. He threw the ball, and all the pins fell.
What the heck? How is he soo good at this!!!
"Your turn doll. And make sure atleast one pin fell" he chuckled. I threw the ball as i closed my eyes. As i opened it, ALL THE PINS ARE STILL THERE! NOT EVEN ONE PIN FELL!
"Are you kidding me?!!" I spoke. He just smirked at me. "You suck at this" he spoke. "I was the best okay! Some magic must've just made me into a bad bowling person okay!" I yelled at him. "Then lets see about archery" he smirked.
"Whatever golden maknae" i sighed.
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