He's My Only One 2

"OUCH!" I hear from behind MinJae.

I look behind MinJae to see Jungkook standing there while holding the back of his head, obviously glaring at Jimin who is standing next to him.

"Jungkook?! What are you doing at my house?!" I say.

"See?! Look what you did Jimin! She saw us!"

"It's not my fault you were being a dumbass!" Jimin yells as he smacks Jungkooks head again.

"Hyung!" Jungkook yells as MinJae and I continue to stare at them.

"Do I have to ask again? What are you two doing here?" I ask as I fold my arms over my chest.

Jungkook walks over and steps onto my front steps and looks at MinJae with anger written on his expression.

"If you hurt Kimma-"

"Who says I'm the one that's going to hurt her", MinJae says as he cuts off Jungkook.

"UGH" Jungkook yells as he kicks the wall of my house in anger.

"This is so frustrating,” Jungkook says as he scratches the back of his head and starts to walk back and forth.

"Look, don't fucking kiss Kimma,” Jungkook says as he stands in front of MinJae again.

"Oh? You mean like this?" MinJae says as he pulls me close to him and kisses my cheek.

"YOU SON OF A-"

"What's going on out here?!" My father yells as he opens the front door.

Shit, we're all screwed now.

My father looks at all of us and his eyes land on MinJae.

"Oh MinJae, hello", my father says as he shakes his hand.

Jungkook groans and my father says, "I don't want arguing or fighting on my front lawn. Leave, now!"

"Yes sir", MinJae says as he gives me a small smile and walks away.

"Oh, Jungkook, I hope you're not intending on hurting my daughter again", my dad says as he pulls me inside gently.

"Wha- dad? How did you know-"

"I can tell because you were crying in the car when you left his house. Don't you think I know-"

"Dad!! I wasn't crying!" I yell as I push my hand over his mouth.

"You were... Crying?" Jungkook says as he looks at me.

"Pfft, no. Why would I cry over someone like you", I say as l walk inside my house.

Yea, I was crying in the car when my dad picked me up. I told my dad to never talk about it, but of course he brings it up once again.

I slam the door shut and take off my shoes.

"Sorry, I didn't know you didn't want me saying anything in front of him", my dad says as he puts his arm over my shoulders and gives me a tight squeeze.

"It's okay", I say as he lets go and I walk up the stairs and towards my room.

I take my cellphone out and turn it on. As soon as it's on, the messages I received from Jungkook are still there.

Jungkook: Hey, what's up?

Jungkook: Kimma, please don't go on that date with MinJae

Jungkook: I don't want him to hurt you

Jungkook: why the hell don't you answer your phone?!

Jungkook: fine, I'm going to wait at your house when you get off work.

Jungkook: okay I'm at your house, where are you?

Jungkook: please Kimma I need to talk to you

Jungkook: you're with that douche aren't you?

Jungkook: of course you're ignoring me

I stop reading his text messages because just reading them is starting to annoy me.

I change into my PJ's and lay on my bed while holding my phone to my chest.

Should I finish reading his text messages?

I turn on my phone and go into my contact list. I finally find Jungkook and I click 'options'.

I can do this, I just need to click the delete button from my contacts.

I will never need to contact Jungkook again, so why have his number?

My thumb hovers over the delete button and I bite my bottom lip.

"I can't do it!" I yell as throw my phone onto the floor.

"Aish, this is frustrating", I say as I cover myself in my blankets.

"Kimma?" I hear from my cell phone. My eyes widen and I peer at my cell phone, that is now on the floor, and look to see that I've accidentally pressed the call button... On Jungkooks number.

"Kimma? You alright? What's frustrating?" He says.

"Ugh, why does life hate me so", I say as I roll out of bed and pick up my phone.

"Sorry I accidentally called your number." I say into the phone.

"Wait Kimma-"

I hang up the phone to avoid hearing whatever Jungkook was about to say.

I can't stand him right now.

Just hearing his voice makes me... Want to hear his voice even more...

If he kisses me again.... I don't know what I'll do... I'll probably start to fall for him...

If he gives me one of his sweet smiles... I might just lose to him..

And that's something I don't want..

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