The Foreigner and Got7

Anaya’s POV
My punishment for my actions at the backstage fan meeting was running an extra mile every day, basically a slap on the wrist. Considering what happened, I was let off pretty easy. For the time being, I was allowed a week off to rest and get back in shape.
After Gabby dropped me home and made sure I would be comfortable, she left for the night. It was almost one in the morning by the time I settled into bed. I turned off the lights and stared at the jacket cast over my rolling chair.
“Wow, what a day.” I closed my eyes and tried to relive it. My first moments with Got7 and already I was closer to them than most fans. My arm still hurt a little while I moved so I put a pillow under it and rested it while I used my phone with my other hand. Suddenly, a notification popped up on my phone. Got7 was doing a live broadcast. Curious, I opened the V app and started watching.
“Hello fans, we know it’s late but we just wanted to share with you how thankful we are for today’s concert.” I read the captions out loud as JB continued speaking and I looked closely at some of them while they nodded in the background. They fooled around for a little bit and replied to some of their fans comments. On a whim, I typed something too and sent it in.
“Thanks for everything today. All of you were amazing.” My username was my name so I knew they’d know who I was.
“Oh look! Guys!” Youngjae called to the others fooling around in the background. Mark was the first to see the comment and smiled straight at the camera.
“I’m waiting for a text from a very special friend.” I smiled at him, alone in the darkness of my room. The broadcast ended and I sat there wondering if it would be alright to text them.
JB’s POV: At the Dorm
“Did Anaya text anyone yet?” BamBam said as he played with a squishy ball. He threw it to Yugyeom and they started a game.
“Not yet, but I’m sure it was her comment.” Youngjae said. All of them were awed. Sure they had plenty of fans and they loved them very much but Anaya was different. From the first moment they’d talked to her, she didn’t treat them the same way other fans did. Most fans idolized them, said that they loved them, did little girly things to impress them, but not her.
“She’s a little weird, don’t you think?” Junior said as he sat flipping through the TV channels. I watched him from my spot on the couch and thought about it.
“Why do you think that?” Mark said as he settled in next to him.
“I don’t know. I just got a weird vibe.” Everyone stared at him.
“She’s not weird at all. She’s actually kind of sweet.” Mark protested as he looked at his phone. We could all tell he was still waiting for that text.
“I bet she thought we were too weird. Maybe that’s why she’s not texting us.” BamBam said.
“No… we aren’t that weird?...Are we?” Yugyeom said. He and BamBam stopped passing the ball and stared at each other. Just then, Jackson’s phone beeped and we all jumped.
“Chill, it’s not her. It’s my dad.” Jackson replied to text, sighed and then put the phone down. We were all tired from the day’s events but none of us were ready to sleep. Tomorrow was a free day so we had nothing to do.
“I bet she’ll text Mark first.” Yugyeom said.
“Yeah, he took care of her the most.” Mark looked at his younger team member and smiled.
“No, I think she’ll text Jackson first. She did have a picture of him on her phone’s screen, I bet he’s her bias.” Junior said.
“JB, you’re very quiet. Are you okay?” I was sitting in the big armchair as I looked up at BamBam.
“I’m just…thinking. If she weren’t there, I could’ve been seriously hurt.” I could feel the anger rise up again inside. It took all my patience to keep my cool and answer the officer’s questions about the incident but in reality, I just wanted to get out of that room and make sure the girl was okay. I felt a little better when I found out that Mark and Youngjae were personally escorting her to the hospital, even though our manager was against it.
“Yeah…she was pretty awesome.” A heavy silence fell on all of them.
“Let’s make a bet.” BamBam said suddenly, seeing the other member’s sullen faces.
“What?” Youngjae said looking at the younger boy.
“Let’s wait and see who she texts first. The first person to get a text from Anaya wins.”
“Okay, but what do they win?” Yugyeom said.
“Umm…how about the chance to ask her out?” Mark said.
“I don’t think dating a fan is a good idea.” Junior said, scrunching his nose.
“Well it doesn’t have to be a ‘date’ date. It can be an outing with a friend.”
“Besides, she’s no longer just a fan. She’s more than that.” BamBam clarified.
“Okay then, deal, first text wins.” I watched my other team members as they got all pumped up and stared at their phones.
“I think we should start this tomorrow morning…I don’t think she’s going to text us this late. She looked pretty tired, she’s probably asleep by now.” Yugyeom said.
“Yeah she-“ Just then, everyone’s phone beeped.
“It’s her!” BamBam yelled.
“Have sweet dreams, Got7. Good job on the live broadcast, you all looked great. J” Jackson read out loud.
“So…” We all looked at each other with uncertainty.
“This doesn’t count.” Junior said as he laid his phone down next to him.
“Hmm…” I said as I looked at my phone.
That night I lay awake. I looked over at Youngjae, his chest rising and falling peacefully as he snored.
“Sleep peacefully, you idiot.” I muttered as I closed my eyes and turned towards the wall.
Ayana’s POV
The next morning I awoke to my aching arm. It was tougher than I thought while I tried to shower and brush my hair. Moving my arm seemed impossible so I had cereal for breakfast and lunch.
I stared at my phone all day, wondering if I would get a text from any of them, but no. None yet. I wondered what they’d be doing.
“Probably goofing off at dance practice.” I realized I was being too familiar. I’d only gotten to know them for a few hours and already I felt like I knew them my entire life. If only that were true.
Sighing, I turned on the TV and watched reruns of a KDrama. My mom called and I talked to her, careful not to mention anything from last night’s incident. Gabby texted me from her stop in London, pouting about not being able to get out of the airport and see the city.
At five in the evening, I decided to send my first text. At first, I thought it would be weird if I texted just one person, but I realized there was something I was itching to ask him and so I pulled up his name and started to type.
JB’s POV
My phone beeped but I ignored it. I’d checked my phone too many times to think it was her. Two minutes later, it beeped again to remind me that I’d gotten a text. We were all seated in the living room, watching a rerun of our reality show, except that we were all concentrated on my buzzing phone instead of the TV.
“You should check that.” Mark said as he stuffed his face with gummy bears.
“Yeah!” BamBam said trying to lean over my shoulder and catch a glimpse as I rolled my eyes and opened the text.
“Who is it?” Junior asked, curiously.
“It’s her.” I said as the others flocked around me.
“What? Why you? I was sure it was going to be me. Or even Jackson.” Mark frowned.
“It says, how are you doing today? Sorry, I hope I’m not bothering you, I’m sure you’re all busy with practice and stuff. I didn’t get a chance to speak with you yesterday but I’m sure you must’ve been shaken up from yesterday’s incident. I just wanted to make sure you were all right. JB fighting. J”
“Aww, that’s sweet.” Yugyeom teased and I threw a pillow at him.
“More importantly, he won the bet. When are you asking her out?” BamBam asked.
“I still don’t think it’s a good idea to date a fan.” Junior said.
“Hmm…” I thought about what I should type first.
“I have an idea, let’s invite her over here.” Youngjae said.
“We can’t. Girl’s aren’t allowed in the dorm.” Jackson said as he looked up from his own phone.
“Then let’s go over to her place. We have the night off with nothing to do.”
“What if she’s with her family?”
“I don’t think so, that girl Gabby was listed as her emergency contact…if she had family here why list her?” Mark said.
“But Mark, she’s in the army. What if she doesn’t have her own place?” Youngjae said.
“Wait, she’s in the army? So that’s what all that sergeant stuff was about.” BamBam said. The others looked at his as if he were stupid.
“What did you think it was about when her friend arrived in a uniform and they were talking about it?” I asked.
“I don’t know…” BamBam said and started laughing at himself.
I shook my head as I looked down at the text. Deciding what to write, I texted back.

Notes

I hope you guys have been enjoying the story so far, sorry if it seems unrealistic or sappy, my love for Got7 just keeps gushing out and I can't stop fangirling....anyways please subscribe and write a comment to let me know how things are going. More chapters are on it's way <3