Bingo!
You tought, first step of your plan was already working.

You:
“Just tell me where and when, bae. Hot info, I can guarantee!”

 Lil Chicken:
“Tomorrow, 9pm, meet me at xxxxxx”

You:
“Issa date then!”

Despite you didn't wanna show, your blood was boiling and your heart was beating so fast you almost couldn’t keep your breath calm.
It was really difficult to sleep on that night, even that Jungkook was right by your side sleeping like an angel, you couldn’t stop thinking about what step you would  take next and how to make her believe you hate him so much. Not that you don’t have the “reason”, ‘cause she really thinks you broke up, but, she’s not stupid also.

The day arrived and you almost didn’t sleep, probably only 3 hours the whole night. Between each 20 minute nap you took your phone to check if you really did talk to the chicken, somehow you almost feel like regretting it, dealing with this girl is like dragging trouble right inside your house, but, we ain't giving up right?

-

The night came, you could feel that cold sensation on your stomach, but gotta work it. You finished applying your best red lipstick and picked a car to take you there. Part of you were praying the whole gods of earth that she didn’t set up something for you, but the other part excited to fool her.

9pm and you were there, and as you imagined, she picked some dirty, hidden, awfully located place at some dangerous part of the city.

“My mom didn’t rise me for this…aish…”You sigh.

With a deep breath you gain braveness and enter the place, passing through the security ladies  and finally reaching the dancing hall. All kinds of strong cigarette and alcohol smells floating in the air, so disgusting and heavy.
The place was dark, really dark, not just the light but the vibe also. Loud music and loud chattering, it was just the beginning of the night but there was already some guys throwing up and passing out. What a place.

While your eyes traveled the whole club, you could notice her standing close to the bar, drinking some cheap cocktail and swiping her finger on her phone, probably, searching your number to send you a message. Your eyes were burning hateful stares at her, but you just decided to take your time before appear and oops, she sent you a message:

Lil Chicken:
“I’m at the bar, meet me here when you arrive.”

You:
“Getting there!”

By observing her for more 10 minutes, you could notice she knows the place very well, she talks basically to all of the barman that passes her, even some security guys. Nice, she’s not that dumb, she brought me to her house. That’s fine, I like to know where I’m stepping, or better, on who I'm stepping.

With calm steps you reach her, touching her arm gently. Gotta be honest, you almost puke just to do that.

“Hey!” You shout, due the loud music.

“Hey, bitch!” She smiles at you and-

 WHAT THE HELL IS SHE HUGGING ME? – You thought.

You just can’t hug her back, your blood was boiling again and just to smell her scent you wanted to die, then you just pat her back twice.

“So, what that asshole did?” She drinks a sip of her cocktail after letting you go.

“He broke up with me…” You didn’t need to force a hateful face, after all, being around her was more than enough.
“Like seriously? He just did that, he didn’t even talk to me first or anything, he just discarded me!” You flip your hair pissed looking to the side.

“He is a specialist on doing it... “ She laughed.
“You know, I used to hate you because you answered the phone like that…But I see you were just like me, being fooled.” She smiles at you.

"Disgusting, don’t compare me to you, piece of shit."

“Girl I seriously hate him…!!” You cross your arm.
“And really, sorry about that call…” You scratch the back of your head.

"Am I really saying this? Maaaannn..."

“Let go, its on the past, I feel like we’re gonna be good friends for now own…” She smiles.

“FRIENDS?” You shout louder than you two were already talking and get from her a weird stare, making you notice you almost did shit.

“I mean, I never thought you would want me as a friend!!” You try to change her point of view and smile shyly.

“Ha!.. I can see why people like you. You’re so cute, girl.” She seemed quite drunk already, you could feel honesty on her words but…

Did she just called me cute? Imma rip her head off.

You “cutely” just smiled back, closing your eyes.
“Can we go somewhere else? The things I wanna tell you….it’s quite delicated!”

“Yeah sure!” She finishes the drink with just one sip and hits the cup on the bar, leaving before you. You just follow.

She brought you upstairs, to some kind of vip disgusting room, it smelled like sweat, trash, cigarettes and vomit, but you just stood your ground.

She sat on the couch, which was probably smelling the worse and you almost had a panic attack to see that, but still, you kept calm.

“Sit, bae! Its clean!” She laughed of her own joke and you fake laughed with her, sitting in front of her on some chair.

“Jungkook hides a secret, he is such an addicted to sex!” You started.

“Whoa, what you mean about it?”She jumps on the couch, fixing her away to sit, interested.

“He’s visiting the Red Light district EVERY night, girl!” You exclaim.

“WHAT? WOW” she laughs.

“And I think, he is going there for boys!” You flip your hair with a disgusted face.

“OMG, that’s even more interesting. IMAGINE the whole media knowing this? The prince Jungkook, gay and paying boys to fuck. DAMN GIRL YOU’RE AWESOME!” She waves her hand up for you to give an high five. And you do it, doing your best to show some hype.

“Okay but how do we get to prove this?” She grabs her chin thinking.

“That’s when you get in! You’re a model, you know many photographers and paparazzies probably!”

“Oh! You’re actually SO SMART. That’s it, I know who to talk to!!” She stands in a jump completely hyped and grab her phone.

“Get your ass here on the vip room 3!”She shouts on the phone.

Your spine gets cold, your mouth dry.

Did she just caught me? Fuck!