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11-Stop

"O-oh I'm... really sorry uh-yeah-I'm gonna leave....bye" my words were choppy and and quick, I wanted to leave, I wanted to get away...I wasn't meant for this kind of thing. I was meant to wear baggy T-shirt's and jeans and sit in a coffee shop occasionally splashing drops of hot coffee, furthermore staining my clothes.

I was a stained T-shirt kind of girl...not this...and I think I truly had just realized that as I felt moisture balling at the corners of my eyes.

I never was good with parties...or confrontation, and now I had to deal with both in extreme measures at the same time.

"N-no stay...let's have fun" I looked up and there it was, the sweet and innocent smile of a boy trying to hang out with a girl...I wondered, though, what exactly was behind that smile...what did it hide?

"W-why are you here?" I asked hurriedly, he chuckled a little, I felt slightly offended being that I was on the edge of tears, "it's a party for famous people and people of importance, I should be the one asking you this" he spoke and my face dropped a little, way to remind me that I wasn't meant to be here.

He seemed to realize as his face panicked a bit, "oh-no I didn't mean it like that I just..." I put on a smile..., "no...it's true" I reminded myself of who I really was, "and that's why I'm leaving"

I spun around, hunching my shoulders desperately trying to weave my way through elaborate and skimpy dresses modeled by the hundreds of people present

I heard distant "waits" but who really knows whether or not they were for me, I'm sure jungkook had enough fun with me already

"Great" I thought to myself, I was outside in the freezing cold loitering around a locked car, why'd you have to lock it lily? All these people could afford five of these cars.

I trudged back inside mumbling to myself once again that I should've never agreed to come, I was being nice, who thought she would actually take me up on the offer to hang out-I was being polite!

I found a room filled with chairs and sofas and a few instruments that looked as if they were just for display, there were a few people, but not nearly as many that wondered the open halls

I plopped myself down on the chair closest to the corner and prepared myself for the longest wait of my life

It had almost been an hour and still no sign of Lily, I had done routine searches every twenty minutes and to no avail

I got up once again to search and was taken aback  by the image in front of me

Lily had indeed found her model boyfriend, but I was surprised when I found her face to face with none other than jungkook

They were laughing and smiling, Lily swayed back and forth as though she was on a boat. Jungkook,though, looked as sober as he did every other interaction I'd had with him...perhaps that made the whole situation even worse to me...

I did what any sensible friend would do

"Lily let's go" I grabbed her hand in an angry fit, he has to be joking, he really did just completely forget about me didn't he, I was nothing, I was the dirt beneath his feet

"What-no I'm having fun" she whined and pointed angrily as she began erupting in drunken hiccups

"No you're not, you're drunk, you're going to make a bad decision" I lectured, I was tired, frustrated, everything and anything. My back to the both of them, I couldn't look at the boy behind me, I was too scared to see what he looked like, angry, annoyed, or maybe even amused that his earlier play thing was causing a scene

"I shouldn't be upset...it was just a kiss...my first kiss...it's not like we slept together....I'm just doing this for my friends sake...not mine"

"I wanna make a bad decision y/n" she stomped her feet and wriggled her arm attempting to release my grip.

I turned around and her face saddened in surprise, "please...I just want to go home"

I spoke, my minimal mascara ran down my face in a pathetic stream of sadness, I was worn out and tired, physically and mentally, it was written all over my face...she noticed...and so did jungkook

"Please" I whispered pleading with her, I needed to get out and go home, this wasn't the right place for me.

"Okay...but I can't drive-can you" she looked down at me as her heels made her even taller than she originally was

I sighed, this night was just getting worse, "I don't have a license...not even a permit" I spoke desperately trying to wipe the wet mascara off with the soft fabric of my coat.

"I can" I looked back, jungkook held up his sleek black keys with a slight smile that faded after he saw the still underwhelmed face I had plastered on

"N-no we can find someone else, I'm sure" I began stumbling forcefully through the crowds, "no you won't, you don't know anyone here...let's go" he grabbed my arm and began parting the crowd a way only an extremely well known and praised mega star could, not with the shoving and elbowing I had previously tried, but with an unspoken respect and admiration.

The night was still early for most so the parking lot was practically barren, Lily was so drunk she was practically passed out as she leaned on me for support.

I placed her in the back of the expensive black car jungkook had pointed to and then apprehensively sat in the front seat, the cold leather seats shocking my bare legs with the intense chill.

My legs quickly stomped and shook somehow trying to build up some heat

I noticed a hand reaching across my body and whipped my head around, "sto-" I attempted to demand until I heard a click and felt warmth, "seat warmers" his soft voice reminded

I grumbled a "thank you"

Minutes later the only noises heard were of Lily's light snoring

"Hey" I heard the voice almost whispering towards me

I sniffled a bit and wiped the dry tears off my face, I don't know when I had started to cry...or why...I was completely and utterly exhausted...physically and also emotionally

"Shh" I hushed, I wanted to be left alone

After another few moments of painful silence I spoke, "lily lives on the island (east of New York City is Long Island aka suburbs of New York), just drop me off on the way there, my parents are supposed to get home tonight" I spoke quietly tapping her coordinates into my phone and sending them to the rarely used number that belonged to Jungkook

"No, I'll take you home last" he stared forward

"Yeah I'm sure you want to spend more time with me" my words laced with sarcasm and spite that was obvious to its recipient

"Yes, actually...I do"

I was washed over with a sense of familiarity, we had had this same conversation, at the time it was so much easier so innocent...a boy asking to help with dishes...what had this turned into...?

Hi, idk, I feel like this stories getting a whole less realistic, but you know, it isn't realistic in the first place so why not just keep on adding to the pile?