"You're going on BTS world promotional tour to be a translator." "Why would I want to do that?" I asked. "All expenses paid trip, first class around the world." He said. "Ok I'm in," I exclaimed.
Tiana could speak 6 languages when she was nine year...
Hey, so sorry I disappeared , shit has been crazy with this coronavirus. (Make sure to wash your hands and limit big social gatherings) Anyways my school is on break due to this so I have time to write. Which I'm very excited about. I'll try to be more consistent. Also TRY is the keyword no promises. Anyways sorry for the long-ass wait. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
It was like the wind had been knocked out of me.
I was gasping for air.
Namjoon.
What, what could have happened to him... Tyrell.
No. I chided myself. I couldn't let my mind go there.
He's probably ok, I repeated this statement over and over again in my head.The mantra didn't make me feel any better.
Shit. I needed to get to Namjoon. "Tiana, we need to talk," Michael said from behind me. He must have just got out of the meeting room.
"Look, Michael, I'll explain everything, but I need you to get me to the airport fast."
"Follow me." He said.
We quickly made our way to his car that was in the company garage. I went on my phone and booked a flight to England.
Breathe, I told myself. Breathe.
"Tiana," Michael said softly. "What's really going on."
I opened my eyes. I needed to tell Michael the truth. "Ok, so don't freak out or anything," I replied. "If you tell me not to freak out, I'm probably going to freak out. " Michael deadpanned.
"Ummm so, "I mumbled.
"Just spit it out!"He exclaimed.
"I'm dating Namjoon!" I blurted out.
"Namjoon," Michael said with disbelief. "Kim Namjoon." He clarified. I nodded my head. "Of BTS."
"Yes!"I shouted.
"I was just making sure." I rolled my eyes.
"So then what happened?"Michael asked, giving me a quick glance before he averted his attention back to the road. "Namjoon is in the hospital," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Why?"
"I don't know, Michael. All I know is that Jungkook is very upset, and Namjoon is in the hospital. So I need to get to England as fast as I can."
Silence.
"Ok," Michael said with a nod. "Book me a flight."
"No, Michael, it's fine. I'll be ok by myself."I quickly reassured. Michael probably had work to do. I didn't want to burden him with my problems.
"I know what your thinking. You don't want to burden me with your problems."He said with an eye roll as if I was ridiculous.
Damn, he's literally a mind reader.
"But you remember when I broke up with Raphael a year ago."
I nodded my head, knowing exactly what he was referring to. "You brought me food and sat and talked to me for hours."Micheal reminisced, I smiled. I remembered it clearly. We spent countless nights just watching Vampire Diaries and eating Bens and Jerry's out of the carton.
"Sure, I'm your boss, but Tiana, your also one of my closest friends." He said softly. "I'm going to be there for you like you were there for me." He reassured.
I looked up and wiped the few tears that were coming out of my eyes. What did I do to deserve a cool boss who was also such a great friend?
"And also I really want to meet BTS," Micheal said with a grin. I laughed, and just like Michael had made me feel a little better.
"Well, then!" Michael bellowed. "Order my ticket cause we are about to be on the next flight to England."
Michael tried to make small talk but I tuned him out.
What could have happened to Namjoon?
I'll try to update soon... (the gif is how y'all feel)
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