MarcellaP.O.V "Bitch! Wake your ass up!" My eyes snapped open as I sat up in my bed quickly, which as a mistake as I felt my stomach lurch at the sudden movement. And following that my head began to pound...yup I know this feeling very well I'm hungover. I let out a groan as I snapped my eyes over to my door glaring at the intruder. My twin brother stood there dressed and holding my car keys in his hand. "Aye I'm gonna need you to take me and Namjoon to the mall bruh." He drawled out as he swung my keys a bit. 'Thisniggawokemyassuptotakehimtothefuckingmall?' I thought as I stared at him. "Are you out of your fucking mind Marcus? " I hissed out as laid back down setting my arm across my eyes.
I had a few glorious moments of peace before I felt my blankets being ripped off my body causing me to let out a small scream shooting up and once again my stomach lurched. I groaned as closed my eyes placing a hand over my mouth before taking in a few deep breaths trying to calm my stomach. After a few moments I opened my eyes and glared at the two in my room.
"Fine holy fuck! Give me like an hour to get ready." I mumbled as I slid out of my bed and walked to my bathroom to take a quick shower. And by quick I mean 30 minutes because my dumb as vomited as soon as I got to the toilet and of course with my luck I got it in my hair so I had to take the time to get that mess out. After my shower I still felt like the devil was embracing me and I didn't want go get dressed nor do my makeup but sadly the mall required me to look at least somewhat good.
I groaned as I walked out into my bedroom quickly shuffling over to my vanity taking a seat on the plush seat as I scanned over all my products that sat on top of it. It only took me a moment to realize I didn't want to put on anything and I wasn't going to. I quickly tied my hair into a messy bun on top of my head and slipped on a pair of panties and deciding to forgo a bra just throwing on my Brooklyn crop top and a pair of men's basketball shorts which I am pretty sure are Namjoon's or Marcus'.

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'Iwannafuckingdie.' I thought bitterly as I put on my socks and shoes, I needed to take something before I left this house because I'll be damned if I'm spending 45 minutes in a car with a headache and those two assholes.
Grabbing my purse I dug around letting out a small cheer when I founf my Advil. Popping two pills I pulled my purse over my shoulder and walked out of my room. God bless that the two was dressed and waiting for me, I quickly snatched the keys dangling from my brother's finger and headed out the house to her car waiting for the two to get in the car before taking off.
"Aye what's your issue?" Namjoon asked as he leaned back against the passenger's seat glancing over at me. We both heard my brother snores in the back, lucky bastard.
"Nothing." I mumbled. "I'm hungover hence my 'I'm hungover' fit." I felt his eyes glance over my body before pulling on the shorts I wore.
"Pretty damn these are mine." He chuckled causing me to roll my eyes but a smile broke out on my face
"In my laundry and possession is nine-tenths of the law. Or some bullshit like that." He laughed at that before his face scrunched up his face as the base line for ReallyReallystarted.
"I really hate his voice." He grunted out about to change the song but I smack his hand.
"You are in the wrong seat to change the song." I laughed as I bobbed my head to the beat. Namjoon muttered something in Korean and I just rolled my eyes.
Fifteen minutes later I was once again annoyed because of the asshole next to me was rapping along with Waka. It wasn't because he was bad nah he was fantastic it just his voice was deep as fuck and I swear it caused shocks throughout my whole body leading to my core. Listen it wasn't the first time he voice did this to me, how couldn't it? In my eyes Namjoon was perfect daddy material but he was my brother's friend and unfortunately I don't think Namjoon would venture into that territory.
Keeping my eyes on the road I reached over in my purse and grabbed my pack of cigerettes and placed one in my mouth before digging around for my lighter. As soon as I pulled the first amount of nicotine into my lung I almost immediately felt better as my nerves calmed and I could take my mind off Namjoon. Unfortunately for me he had other things in mind as I felt him lean over and took a drag from my cigarette while I still held it.
"Thank you babygirl." He chuckled and I felt my heart skip a beat and a jolt in my core. 'Babygirl. FuckokayMarcellathat'sanormalnicknameitdoesn'tmeanshitImeabhehasknownyouforacoolminutenowcalmdown.' I thought as I brought my cigarette to my lips choosing to ignore that comment. I felt his eyes on me and my dumb ass glanced over at him seeing him smirking at me.
