I stirred around in my sleep as an arm hit my face.

"Ouch", I muttered.

I moved the arm from my face and turned to look at the body next to me. Namjoon was still sleeping and he was moving a lot. He must have moved the little wall of pillows between us.

Not wanting to wake him up, I slowly got off his bed and grabbed my phone to notice no phone calls or voicemails..not even a single text message. I pouted and threw my phone aside.

"Hey, What are you doing up? It's only 6:30", Namjoon groaned as he stretched.

"I was just checking my phone", I said.

"He's not gonna call. It's already been more than a week. I warned you about him. He only wanted to go out with you because he wanted to sleep with you...and obviously that jerk got what he wanted", he mumbled the last part.

"I wonder what I did wrong. Is it because I talk too much? That's probably it. I'm such an idiot. I need to learn when to stop talking", I groaned.

"I'm sure it's not because of that. You're thinking too much about it. He's not going to call. Why can't you get anything through your thick skull?", Namjoon shook his head.

"Hmm...maybe I wore the wrong dress when we went out. I knew I should've wore the red dress", I rolled my eyes.

"Just..go back to sleep (y/n). You're stressing yourself out", he said, patting the side next to him.

I crawled to my space of the bed and covered myself under the blankets.

"By the way, thanks for letting me sleep over. Yesterday was crap", I said.

"Anytime..I'll be here for you", he said, turning so his back would be facing me and closed his eyes to fall back to sleep.

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Hours later we woke up to get ready for school. We walked together and as we arrived, I looked around. I froze when I saw him talking to a girl.

"Look, there he is", I said, grabbing namjoon's sleeve.

"Yeah.. and he's flirting with someone else", he said.

"Imma go talk to him", I said, dazed out.

"Don't. You're gonna make a fool out of yourself", he said, grabbing my wrist to prevent me from walking away.

"It'll just be for a minute", I said before quickly and excitedly walked over to him. (I ran out of guy names so I'll just call him him)

"Hey", I smiled as I tapped his shoulder.

"Oh hey..uhh..", he raised an eyebrow.

The girl glared at me and walked away.

"(Y/n)", I said.

"Right (y/n). What's going on?", he asked as he fixed his backpack over his shoulder.

"I was just wondering why you haven't called me. I mean..after what we did, I expected a call from you since you said you were gonna call me but you didn't", I said.

"Riiight. My phone wasn't working. I gotta get to class. I'll call you tonight", he smirked and walked away towards the girl he was talking to.

I walked back towards Namjoon and smiled.

"Why are you smiling like that?", he asked.

"His phone wasn't working. That's why he didn't call me. He said he was gonna call me tonight", I said.

"That's what he always says. Come on, we have class", he said and walked before me.

I decided to go to Namjoon's house after school so we could play some video games.

"Yah! (Y/n), you're letting the other team win!", Namjoon yelled as he focused on the tv.

While his hands were busy aggressively pressing the buttons on the control, I was busy staring at my phone.

"(Y/n), you're not even movi-...what are you doing?", he asked.

"Waiting for him to call me", I mumbled.

He sighed and placed the control next to him. He sat closer to me and put an arm around my shoulder.

"He's not gonna call. Just accept it", he said.

"What did I do wrong? I thought he liked me", I said.

"He doesn't like anyone. He likes sleeping with people. He doesn't deserve you. You should be with someone who pays all his attention to you. You don't need him", he said.

"Oh my god...maybe he thinks I'm a lousy kisser. I'm a bad kisser. That's why he doesn't call me", I started freaking out.

"I'm 100% sure you aren't a bad kisser", he said.

"How do you know? You've never kissed me", I said.

"Do you want me to kiss you?", he asked.

"....will you tell me if I'm a bad kisser?", I asked, blushing.

"I won't because I know you're not a bad kisser", he said.

I looked up at him and noticed how super close he was. The way he bit his lips tempted me to lean forward and kiss him. His hands made their way behind my neck and pull me towards him. His lips met mine and I was shocked by good it felt. His lips danced with mine and I felt losing myself into the kiss. I didn't even realize I was moving on top of him. Our lips were busy and my hands were unbuttoning his pants.

"W-We should stop", he pulled away and grabbed my hands.

"Why? You don't want me that way?", I asked him.

"It's not that. I just don't wanna be compared to that jerk. I don't wanna sleep with you when we're not even together. And I don't wanna hurt your feelings", he said.

"So I am a bad kisser. I'm never gonna get a boyfriend", I pouted.

"I never said you were a bad kisser. You are an AMAZING kisser. I wanted to keep kissing you but I felt like I wouldn't be able to stop. That guy is stupid not to realize that you are a package", he said.

"A package? Sooo who are you gonna mail me to next?", I asked teasingly.

"I didn't mean that. I just mean that..any guy would regret if they lost you. You don't need him", he said.

"So who do I need then?", I asked.

"Me", he smiled.
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