The Playboy || J.J.K

Chapter Four

3 days later and today is the day of the party.

I'm getting ready, Layla left earlier and here I am in my tight, black dress that hugs my figure in the best ways.

I normally don't dress this way, so I feel uncomfortable but at least this will be the last party I go to in a while.

I finished putting on my red lipstick and I grab my heels.

Am I showing off? No, of course not. I just don't want to be known as the 'good, innocent girl' forever.

Getting into the car I drive to the venue.

As I get out of the car the house there is blasting music and people are drinking from red solo cups as a guy skateboards off the roof.

Okay now I know why I don't come to parties.

Pushing myself through the crowd, I go inside.

I somehow made it to the dance floor and I catch a glimpse of Jungkook and my hopeless heart flutters.

As I get closer to greet him, I see Layla on top of him making out.

I felt my heart break, but why? It's not like I didn't know they were together, they've even had sex so why am I so hurt?

Swallowing the lump in my throat I turn around and head towards the bar.

I sit on the bar stool sipping my drink, trying not to think about Jungkook.

???:

"Y/n?"