12 Jung Hoseok

As soon as I got outside, I fell right onto my knees scrapping it. I let out a cry of pain and it started to sting. I glanced at it quickly and it was lightly bleed. I ignore the pain and promptly removed the heels from my feet and got back up only to start running away barefoot with the heels in my hand.

I tried to wave down a Taxi, but there seemed to not be any around at the moment. I frantically looked around and I saw Yoongi and his friends. The two friends were putting Yoongi in the backseat of a black car. They shut the door and were getting into the car as well.

Before I could even think properly, I had rushed over and opened the back door. I saw that the Yoongi was already passed out. The other two in the front turned around and look at me in shock.

"Miss! What are you doing?!" They asked as I jumped into the car and bumped into Yoongi. He woke up for a split second groaning in annoyance and mumbling some random words before passing out again. I closed the door shut and looked back to the entrance of the club to see if anyone was following me.

I saw Jimin Hyung running out the door. He stopped and was hastily turning around like crazy as if he was looking for someone, or better yet, as if he was looking for me. I saw him took off in the direction towards my house.

I watched him running away and my heart was aching. Tears starting falling down my cheeks. I don't know why I just didn't face him. If he sees me like this, all dressed and dolled up nicely, and he starts to like me, shouldn't I feel better? Isn't that what I always wanted? For Hyung to like me back?

No, I honestly wouldn't like it because this wasn't the real me.

I looked over at the Yoongi who was sleeping peacefully. Here was the boy who first realized that I was a girl, but he was also the same boy who didn't even recognize the real me when I changed my clothes and wore makeup.

He only wanted me because of the way I looked. If I had not worn this dress and instead stuck with my oversized clothes and hoodies, he would have never glanced in my direction. Heck, like what he said earlier, he would have killed me knowing I was Kim Hani and not Mina.

If Hyung started to like me because I changed my appearance, then I think I would be more devastated. I wanted him to like me because I'm me. Not because of my clothes and makeup. He would only be giving me fake love. (Promoting the song. This is an edited chapter and I am editing it after Fake Love was already released. Lol...)

I didn't change for Hyung to notice me. I was trying to change for Hoseok. I needed to attract that man. I needed him to notice me. I was doing all this for Mi-Young. Otherwise, I wouldn't even have thought of changing myself.

"Miss? Are you okay?"

"Huh?" I quickly returned to reality as I wiped away my tears. The male in the driver side handed me a handkerchief. I thanked him while I took it and started wiping my tears. I had forgotten that I had makeup. I only realized it when I saw the black marks on the handkerchief.

Oh great! I probably look like a fucken panda right now.

"You wouldn't happen to have makeup remover would you?" I asked the two up front turning bright red. The boy in the passenger side handed me some makeup remover wipes. I took a few as I thank him, but still questioning myself as to why he had them in the first place.

After removing my makeup, I thanked the two again.

"Thank you for letting me hide in your car," I sniffled.

"Why were you running away?" The boy in the passenger side asked me.

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it. I'm sorry I ruined your handkerchief. I'll wash it and return it to you."

"Just keep it," said the man in the driver's side. I nodded and wiped more tears away.

"Would you like for us to drop you off at home Miss?" The driver questioned me.

I hesitated, not really sure if I wanted strangers to drop me off. I should really take a taxi instead, but with the way Hyung looked right now, he's probably on his way home. If he gets home before I do, he'll know for sure it was me that was here. I really needed to get home soon as soon as I can. I bit my lip nervously ponder for a second before finally answering the driver.

"Yes please."

He started up his car and drove off. I gave him directions towards my house. I didn't want them to drop me off right outside my house so I told them to take me to a nearby cafe. The driver parked his car and turned around to me.

"We can drop you off at home if you don't mind?" The driver asked me.

"Thank you, but I'm actually meeting a friend here," I lied as I got my stuff and picked up the heels that I left on the floor of the car.

He nodded in response before turning back around to face the front.

"My name is Jeon Jungkook," the boy in the passenger side introduced himself. He winked at me and smiled at me. He was cute and had bunny like teeth when he grinned at me. I found it to be quite adorable.

"Nice to meet you Jungkook. I'm sorry we met this way," I apologized again and smiled back at the boy.

These two were nice. Not too many people would be willing to drop off a stranger who was crying and just randomly got into their car. I was really thankful and glad that I met them, although they were friends of Yoongi. He could really learn some manners from his two friends and not be such a jerk.

"And I'm Hoseok..." The driver introduced himself. I turned my head so fast towards the man who had just said his name that I could have broken my neck. My eyebrows knitted in curiosity at the man.

"...Jung Hoseok."

To Be Continued...