"you know this isn't going go well for either of us, right?" I tell BamBam as he pulled into the parking lot of the photo shoot site, I was supposed to be doing with BTS.

It hasn't even been 10 hours since everything that happened at the BIGHIT x JYP party, and there was already photos of Bam and I leaving the party together.

I didn't know what was going through my head last night, nor do I care at the moment. But I just knew Brandon and all of the boys weren't going to be okay with it.

"who cares if they see. It isn't like we are actually doing anything. People are always going to make assumptions. It's how you react to them that's important" he tells me causing me to nod my head.

I began to take my seat belt off, "I'll pick you up later?" He asks me.

"You don't have too. I'll just catch a ride home with the boys"

"No, it's fine. Besides I want to show you something", he smirks.

"Ok" I say too willingly. I exited his car wearing one of his shirts that stopped by my knees, so it was more like a dress.

The more I think about it, I keep wearing his clothes like it's some habit.

I was only wearing it because I didn't go home last night meaning I didn't have any clothes.

Before I could even close the door, I was surprised by a very impatient and angry looking manager.

His arms folded, and a very stern look on his face. I sighed, knowing how this conversation was going to go.

"Your late"

"I know.. I'm sorry" I apologize.

"Obviously you don't. Because if you did, you wouldn't have been late. And do you know what happens when your late? You make everyone else wait", he tells me.

"I said I was sorry, okay. Just give me a damn break" I snap at him causing his expression to change.

"A break? You want a break?" He asks as if what I said was so hard to ask for.

I walk to the wardrobe area with him following behind me. "Yes. If you haven't noticed I've been through a lot the past 24 hours" I tell him.

I was rushed into the makeup chair quickly, as the artists walked inside. One started on my makeup, the other one started on my hair.

"Haven't noticed? How could I not when you are literally trending... I kid you not everywhere" he says sarcastically.

I roll my eyes as his response as I didn't know.

"What happened to him being an "ass?"... Last time I checked you couldn't stand him, then I have to find out from social media that you and him left the party together like you guys are some Hollywood couple" he tells me.

Which was true. Before last night I really couldn't stand BamBam. Somehow I got to know him.

I mean the only reason I wasn't fond of him was because of what the boys told me, not of what I've seen myself.

"This isn't Hollywood, Normani. You aren't in America anymore. Do you not understand that? There are consequences for your actions" he tells me and I try my best to block him out.

He sighs rubbing the back off his neck, "now I have to think of a way to clean the mess you caused up" he tells me.

My eyes jot up to him, "there's nothing to clean up. Bam and I are just friends. It wasn't like we were doing anything", I explain to him.

"Oh yeah. You call that friends? Him holding you hand, as you guys walk to his car?"

"I was drunk. There was cameras, he was holding me to make sure I wasn't going to fall" I tell him.

"And you were drunk. Unbelievable" he says in frustration, running his fingers through his hair.

"I'm the artist, right?"

He looked up at me, and was silent.

"If what I do doesn't destroy my image or effect my sales then it should be none of your concern", I tell him seriously.

"But doing this is, normani."

"Doing what? What exactly is it that I am doing?", I asked him.

For some reason he didn't have anything to say, maybe because we couldn't think of something or remember it.

"That's what I thought. I'll say it again. I'm the artist, Brandon. You? You are the manager, please remember that" I tell calmly letting him know that if keep any of this up I wouldn't have problem firing him.

Before I joined BTS, he was never like this. I literally went out all the time with my guys friends and he never mentioned a word of it. But now all of sudden I'm here he wants to act as he's my mother.

I was getting really sick of it.

"You're right. I'm sorry" he tells me.

I nod, he then walks out the room.

After my makeup and hair was done, I changed into my photo shoot outfit. I looked at myself in the mirror, appreciating my appearance.

I turned after hearing a knock on the door, "come in", I shout.

The door opens, and one of the artists stood there "they're ready for you", she tells me.

I nod, walking out of the room. I followed the artist down the hallway as my heels clicked against the floor.

I turned the corner to see the boys already standing near the red car. NamJoon sat in the driver side as Yoongi sat next to him in the passenger.

While J-Hope and Jimin sat in the back, Jin stood tall on the back meaning the trunk. Jung-look and Tae leaned against the hood of the car.

I heard music in the background playing while the boys of BTS, posed like they were making a cover photo of a hip-hop album.

"Alright, Normani!" The photographer said pointing me, causing the members to look at me.

They probably thought I wasn't going to show, especially because of last night. I wasn't. Because of NamJoon but I did. Only because of six members.

We are group. A team. And you don't give up on a team. Despite all the complicated issues we all have going on right now.

I strut like Beyoncé walking onto the set, "okay! Normani, I need you sit on top of the hood", The cameraman tells me.

I nod, walking to the car. Jung-Kook then approached me causing me to stop in confusion.

"you might need help getting on top of the car" he tells me, I look over his shoulder to realize how high the car actually is.

He then turns around bending down, I slowly climbed onto his back.

"You better not drop me" I tell him jokily holding on to the youngest member.

He turned around and placed me on the hood, as I sat in he middle and between both Tae and Him.

I watched as one of the staff turned on the large fan, causing the cool breeze to wind all of us.

My hair blew back, as I used both of my hands leaning on the hood, posing at the camera.

"Perfect!" The man says snapping so many pictures.

After about seven minutes, he told all the boys to exit and get away from the car. For a couple single shots of me.

"Alright... Normani, climb down, and lean against the car like Jung-Kook and Tae was.

I posed as the camera flashes.

"Now, I need NamJoon and Suga to stand in between Normani"

I mentally rolled my eyes. I didn't want to be anywhere near NamJoon. Not only was I not speaking to him, I didn't even want to hear his damn name.

I watched as Suga walked towards me standing to the right of me. NamJoon placed his water bottle down, and walked over to me.

I swallowed hard, as I he approached me.

We stood a distance which looked awkward.

"Okay. RM come closer. She doesn't bite" The cameraman jokes.

"Today she might" I hear Yoongi joke, I nudge him causing him to laugh.

I tense up once feeling NamJoon arm around my waist, "Perfect. Nobody moves" The man tells us three as he snaps multiple pictures.

"Can we talk" I hear NamJoon ask before posing for the camera.

"There's nothing to talk about" I say quickly through my teeth. I hear NamJoon sigh at my statement.

"Alright. I need the rest of the members to join, Normani by the car" The Cameraman tells those who weren't on set.

"Okay.... I need all of you make your aegyo [CUTE] face" he tells us.

I then made a heart with my hands, and smiled gushing. I noticed everyone doing it as well, I couldn't help but laugh at the guys expressions.

All of the boys turned to me, causing me to stop laughing.

"What's so funny?" Yoongi asked in a serious but also joking tone.

"You guys. Your aegyo's are almost as good as mine" I say.

"Almost?" Jimin asks as if what I said was a lie.

"I'm worldwide handsome... My aegyo is better then everyone in this room" Jin says so confident in his attractive face.

"Did I stutter?" I ask with sass and attitude.

"I don't know you guys. We've been letting her get away with some much recently. I think she needs a punishment" Taehyung says causing me to look at him.

We were completely ignoring what the cameraman told us too do.

"A punishment? I'm almost as old as you. You can't punish me" I tell him.

"Wanna bet?" J-hope says.

Suddenly I found myself being tickled, I began laughing uncontrollably in the ugliest way ever.

"Say it!" Jung-Kook shouts tickling my ticklish spot, causing me to laugh loudly.

I hear and noticed flashes from the camera go off, meaning what we were doing was completely okay.

"I'm gonna pee if you don't stop!" I shout loudly, I couldn't breathe.

"Well in that case" I hear the voice of Tae say joking Jung-Kook to tickle me.

Seconds later I feel multiple hands, I began trying to fight off what felt like a hundred hands tickling me but it didn't work so I gave up.

"Fine!" I shout.

"All of your aegyo are good!" I shout causing them to stop. I inhaled deeply shutting my eyes, leaning forward into Suga.

Knowing him he'd probably get angry, so it was best if I apologize.

"Sorry, Yoongi" I say holding on to him as I was bent down trying to catch my breath.

"I'm over here" the calm voice of Suga says behind me.

My eyes opened quickly, turning to see him behind me and the other boys smirking at me.

I turned the front to see I was holding onto a very tall NamJoon. I almost immediately let go off him, coming back to my senses.

"Sorry" I say before turning away from him.

"Alright. That's wrap everyone!" The cameraman shouts.

I, along with the other members of BTS clapped. After going to my dressing room and changing, I walked out the building to see the guys who most likely were waiting for the limo.

"hey? Aren't you coming home now?" Tae asks me, causing the other members to look up at me.

"I will later"

"Where are you going?" NamJoon asks causing me to look at him. I wanted to tell him that it was none of his damn business.

I swallowed my pride about to answer his question when I heard the sound of a motorcycle engine speeding.

We all turned our attention to the loud and fast motorcycle then sped directly towards us. It slowed down once it approached us, the driver turned towards me.

The figure took of his helmet, I looked to see Bam. He was unbelievable.

A smile appeared on my lips, I was in shock as he climbed off his bike holding his helmet. He approached me with a smirkiest look of his face.

"What happen to your car?" I ask him remembering he dropped me off in a car this morning.

"Where were going you don't need a car" he tells me.

"Where exactly would that be?" Yoongi asks breaking Bam and I little moment.

I had completely forgotten the boys were standing there.

"With me" Bam response before tossing me the helmet.

Never in my twenty-two years of living have I ever been on a motorcycle before.

I turned to the boys, "see you later?" I say without giving them a chance to respond, I placed on the helmet and clicking the traps.

I climbed onto the motorcycle, sitting directly behind BamBam. He starts up the engine again, he turns to me.

"Hold on tight" he tells me before turning back around. I glanced at NamJoon being hesitant about holding Bam in front of him knowing that would make him feel some type of way.

When without any warning BamBam took off of, causing me to scream and hold onto him out of instinct.

I hear him chuckle.

"Not funny!" I shout at him as the wind blew through us.

"It really was" he says smiling.

I lean my head against his back, feeling the wind blow through us, and I couldn't help but feel worry free and happy.