“Did he seriously have to say that?” Taehyung threw the door open and stomped inside. I couldn’t even say anything to make it better. I was the one that was doing all the things wrong. I am the one that is making all this drama.

I didn’t even have to reply to what he said. Taehyung was going off. He was stomping all over the apartment. In the kitchen putting his groceries away and in his room changing his clothes to comfier ones. He pulled a couple cans of beer from the fridge and chugged a few before going off again. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and make myself comfortable on the couch. I could tell it would be a while for his rant to go on.

Minutes of him rambling on and he just turned to stare at me.

“Hailey, please,” his voice was dripping with desperation. “Can’t you just leave him for me?” My heart skipped a beat or maybe a couple beats. He went on, “I know I’m late. I know I should’ve said all this when I had a chance. Hailey, I love you. I love you more than anything. You’re not supposed to be with him. You’re supposed to be out camping with me and eating ice cream with me and I’m supposed to drive you to school and pick you up, Hailey, that’s what I want to do for you.”

His face was turning pink from the alcohol that was probably finally hitting him after all that talking he did.

“I think it’s time for a nap Taehyung,” I laughed at him and stood to drag him to his room.

“Listen to me!” Taehyung grabbed my wrists instead. His eye connected with mine and my breath hitched in my throat. I could feel his raised temperature with his skin that was touching mine. He had me frozen. His body was extremely close to mine and it made me more nervous than I ad ever been around him before.

“I love you,” Taehyung said. And before I knew it, his lips crashed onto mine.

They were molding over mine and I let them. We were melting into each other, stumbling and tripping over things till we got into his room. I could taste the alcohol on his tongue and the way he was grabbing at my clothes drove me crazy. Sure we had kissed and made out a bit here and there these past weeks, but nothing like this.

He pulled the cover over us and his fingers intertwined with mine, “Hailey, I love you.”

~

The sun was shining directly onto my face. I didn’t even have to open my eyes to see the seen that I was in at the moment. I could feel Taehyung’s breathing on the middle of my . A light snore was coming from him and I could feel his body lining mine.

I just cheated on my boyfriend.

I just cheated on Jungkook but some how; I was completely okay with it. Somehow, in the weeks I had been lying with Taehyung, I had become okay with being a bad person. Taehyung made being a bad person worth it.

Taehyung made me realize how much more I liked his scent than Jungkook’s, and how much I liked his smile in the mornings better than Jungkook’s, and how much I enjoyed his voice versus Jungkook’s. Everything that Taehyung had been doing had convinced me that I loved him more than I have ever before.

Maybe because I knew he was waiting for me though. Maybe because I knew Taehyung had really fallen for me now, maybe that made want to see him wait for me.

All the previous years of my selflessness for him; all the time I had waited for him to come back to me from his other friends, all the times he had left me for parties or left me for other people, all those times had built up and I finally had my payback for all the waiting.

But I didn’t want to make him wait anymore. I knew that last night.

Taehyung stirred next to me. His arms tightened around me and he kissed my back then started snoring again.

I could feel myself sigh. This was something that I had only dreamt of.

I’m determined to make everything right.

I can’t keep lying to Jungkook and I can’t keep making Taehyung wait.

~

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

I had finally worked up enough courage to get Jungkook to meet me and so far, it wasn’t going as planned.

I planned to see him, firmly sit him down, and break up with him.

That definitely didn’t happen.

I saw his sad expression and my heart just, melted, and shattered a little even though it most definitely shouldn’t have. I was supposed to be strong and I was supposed to finish it quick.

“Are you okay?” I asked him. , I shouldn’t have asked.

“I need to confess something,” Jungkook’s eyes finally met mine and they were drowning in nervousness, that I could tell.

I nodded my head in response and he continued, “You look exactly like my last girlfriend.”

What did he just say?

“Don’t freak out.” He waved both hands frantically in front of me, “Just listen okay?”

I nodded again.

“Her name was Faith.” His voice was shaky and his eyes didn’t even meet mine anymore. “She was my first love, basically my only love before you. We had been together for a few years. We met in school and we were just the sweethearts of the school like any couple was. We were together until a year ago. We went on a trip, all of us, the boys her and I. We all went camping.”

His story came out slowly but I just sat there and waited for him to finish. It seemed like everything was piecing itself together.

“We stayed over at that campsite for a week. On the last day, there was a huge storm and somehow Faith left our cabin in the middle of the night. None of us know what happened to her.”

I could see tears his eyes.

“She’s been on the missing persons list for over a year. There wasn’t any sign from her. But then I saw you on campus that first day. I saw your face and,” Jungkook had tears running down his face at this point, “You just look so much like her. It was like you were a stranger but I knew you. Because you have such familiar features it was like I knew this stranger already. I couldn’t help but say something.”

Something stabbed my heart here. So the first guy to openly say they liked me was just because I had my face. It wasn’t even because of me, it’s because I had the face of someone they loved.

“Don’t take it the wrong way. I swear, I was just curious. I knew you weren’t Faith as soon as I got close to your face. I swear, I knew.” Jungkook tried to wipe a tear away.

I stared.

“She has naturally curly hair.” He reached over to touch a lock of my hair. I let him since I was frozen by the sudden story. “She had really light brown eyes too. You have a deeper brown. I knew you weren’t Faith.”

He seemed to be fine with the ending to that story but I, definitely was not, “So what? Date me too? Since I sort of look like your missing lover?”

He seemed shocked.

“Wait, no, Hailey,” he said reaching to me again, “I told you, It’s not like that. I just wanted to see your face, to make sure you weren’t her, and you aren’t. I didn’t ask you to be my girlfriend because of that. I just really liked you.”

“That’s why Suga called me Curly huh?” I remember the time before we left for camping. “That’s why everyone seemed to be acting weird.

“Hey, wait a minute, you can’t just assume everything. I told you this because I needed to get if off my chest.”

I only got angrier from here.

“So getting it off your chest means that I can’t get angry about it?”

“I let go of you kissing Taehyung but you can’t let go of my past?” Jungkook started fuming too. This wasn’t going like I planned. I just wanted to get away from him now. I had never felt so used.

“If I didn’t have her face, we would’ve never gotten together. You would’ve never approached me or tried to get to know me.” I started to yell. People at the park we were at started to turn to stare at us. We were growing louder and louder.

“I said it’s not like that! Let it go,” he stood.

“You didn’t let her go. You’re obviously still looking for her.” I yelled. I didn’t care about the people looking.

“Stop it now,” Jungkook’s voice seemed to calm a bit, “Let’s go somewhere else to talk about this. Just calm down.”

“I’m cheating on you,” I said I didn’t care and I meant it. I was over the back and forth by now. I just wanted to go hide in my room.

The look of shock on his face couldn’t be described. He looked so hurt.

He didn’t even bother replying. He just walked away and left me there.

I didn’t bother walking after him. My first relationship started with a secret and ended because of my own secret.

Him confessing about his secret only gave me more reason to leave him.

My plan didn’t go exactly as planned but I got what I wanted.

But why did it feel so bad.

Fire is seriously fire, I cannot with their choreography. I died. 

This story was kind of at a pause in my head since I was feeling under the weather and I couldn't conjure anything up that satisfied me. 

Thanks for reading though! Thanks for sticking around till this point. I think I know what I want now so I can really tell you that I'll keep up with it regularly. Thanks my adorable readers. ^^ <3