(A/N): Hey all you lovely readers out there! Sorry I haven't updated in like forever! I sorta had writers block! But that's okay because here's another chapter for all you!:) -JiminsJxms

Love Never Lies. Chpt. 10

Do I like him? Love him? Hate him? You sat there on the end of Namjoon's bed after you hugged him. He went out to go look at what Jimin did, before Jimin left with J-Hope and V. Leaving the house quiet to just RapMon and you. That hug though. It kept crossing through your mind. *He hugged me? Or wait, did I hug him?* Sighing you laid back on the king size bed, taking in the scent of the one and only. *Damn, he smells like heaven." You thought as a smile crept on your face.

Meanwhile in the living room, Namjoon was tiredly cleaning up the soda Jimin spilt. Once he got that finished he was going to head back to his room, when he saw a car across the street.

*What the heck? Is that Jungkook's car? No, wait that can't be right?* RapMon thought, going back in to the kitchen. He cleaned up the wine glasses he and Chin-Sun shared before looking at the clock. "11:00 pm" it read. Slowly, he walked back over to his room. Waiting to go in, he thought to himself. *Do I like her, I mean. . . I did like her but now I don't know. She's . . . *

Sleep took over as you laid there, staring at the ceiling. RapMon walked in and noticed you. He smiled quietly to himself, seeing how you just made yourself at home. Well this was going to be your home the next few weeks. Your not going back to your mom's anytime soon. He watched you sleep for a little while before he decided to take off your shoes, slowly making sure you didn't wake up. Once he did that, he tucked you in almost, before heading to turn off the light.

You didn't care about what the Vice Principle at school said, you wanted to be with the one that you felt was right. Even though, your mind felt like it was playing tricks on you.

(Morning. . . )

Waking up, the sun beamed through the curtains to say hello. You covered your eyes, not wanting to be blind as a bat this early in the morning. Taking in a deep breath, you notice something smelled like in was burning. *What, no!*

Rushing out, you enter the kitchen. Only to spot Namjoon with a frying pan and pancake mix. *Great!*

"What's all this?" You ask him, as he quickly tried to flip pancake before it burned.

"Just wanted to make you something like they do in America. Well at least try too." He answered, making you walk over to him.

"Here, let me do it?" You told him, try to take the spatula out of his hand. He quickly raised his arm so you couldn't reach it. *When did he become so tall?*

"No, go sit down." He told you.

"No, now give me that before you burn the house down!" I exclaimed, jumping up to reach it. He turned his back towards you making you sigh. Clearly he wasn't going to give in.

"Just go sit. I'm the one making breakfast." He said, watching you turn to go take a seat.

"There you happy." You smirked, watching him literally make a burnt pancake. You laughed a little as he got frustrated, from throwing the fourth pancake away.

"Are you laughing?" He asked, turning around to face you.

"Entertainment, than yes, I was laughing at you. Hey! Watch out!" You exclaim seeing the pan catch on fire. How is that even possible with cooking pancakes?

"What the. . . " He quickly put the pan in the sink before turning back to you. "Maybe we should go out to eat?"

"Yeah, I think that would be a better choice. I mean your cooking might be a little over cooked." You laughed, walking over to the bedroom as he followed.

"Was that an insult." He questioned, looking at you take your bag and open it.

"To you, yes, yes it was!" You told him, taking your clothes with you so you could take a shower. Seeing he had a bathroom in his room you walked over.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm taking a shower. What does it look like to you?" I sassed, seeing that he was sitting on his bed. Namjoon looked at you, studying the way you came off. You were happy, funny, and sassy. Yes, all of the above.

"Well, hurry up! People have places to be." He told you, making you stop what you were doing.

"I just got in here!"

"Yeah, but I'm starving and your going to take forever." He whined, leaning back on the pillow.

"Oh, just shut it! I'll be out when I'm out." I exclaimed, walking in.

Namjoon's POV:

Once she walked around the corner to the bathroom. I laid there on my bed looking at my phone. She was on my mind at the moment. Looking up I hear her humming something. *Wonder what song it is*

Walking over to my mirror I decided to get ready to while she was in there. Going over to my mirror I looked in it. Seeing that the bathroom mirror reflected off of this one. She looked like she was taking off her clothes. . . but before I saw anything the door closed. Shaking my head I walked back to my bed. *What is this? This feeling of lust? Every time I look at her the only word to describe her is "BEAUTIFUL."* grabbing my phone I contacted Suga.

To: Suga

Hey man, I need to ask you something? I don't know what it is? I mean I do but I don't get it? And also, did anyone find Jungkook?

- RapMon.

Setting my phone down, I ran my fingers through my hair. Breakfast, taking her to breakfast. As in were eating breakfast together. Like a date, but a date is two people. *Maybe I should invite the boys?*