This time around in the car, it was anything but silent. Bee and I chatted the whole way to the store, our excitement (well her excitement and my nervousness) bouncing off of each other. We had even turned on the radio and for some reason, my livestream was a trending topic. That just caused us to just squeal and laugh at how stupid we sounded when they played audio clips.

"Girl, I can't believe he's going to call you," Bee yelled while bouncing up and down in the passenger seat.

I laughed. "I know. It's only like the seventh time you've said that." I pulled into the parking lot of (your phone carrier) and found a parking spot.

"So tell me what it's like being in love?" She turned to me and I froze. Love? I was not in love. Crushing? Maybe. But love. I fixated my (e/c) eyes on her and rose an eyebrow. Although as soon as I looked at her I knew she was joking.

Bee's laughter filled the car as I rolled my eyes and got out. "You should see your face right now."

A smile slowly worked its way onto my lips but my mind was wandering. I got so caught off guard by that one small word. A word that means nothing. But I knew I was lying to myself. As a writer that word could hold so much emotion, so much weight. I just wasn't there yet. I've never met Namjoon face to face, I'm pretty sure I just did an unauthorized livestream, and I didn't even know of BTS before my soulmate sign. So love was definitely not what I was feeling. More like he is very likable. Very.

Although I do remember almost saying that I love Namjoon. What a klutz.

Red fingernails were suddenly in my face as Bee shook her hand to get my attention. "(Y/n)? You okay? You just totally zoned out." She put her hand on her hip as I turned towards her. Her face was one of concern.

Drawing my eyebrows together, I nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just zoned out."

"Yea.... that's what I said..." Bee replied back slowly.

We must have stopped outside of my car cause we were standing beside it, not even close to walking inside the business. Maybe I'm more nervous than I thought.

"Bee, do you think that maybe I shouldn't have done that livestream?" The words fumbled out of my mouth as I tried to piece my mind back together.

"Oh you definitely shouldn't have done that livestream." She turned away from me and walked into the building. "And stop calling me Bee!"

Wait what?

She waits until after the livestream is over and done with to tell me this. What the- I ran after her and into the cool air of (phone carrier). Bee was already at the front talking over international plans by the time I walked up.

"Sorry," I said to the guy and turned to my best friend, "What do you mean I shouldn't have done the livestream? You encouraged me to do it?"

"Yea, I think it was good for you to do it and get stuff off your chest and you know I'm one for girl power and everything but, and this is a big one, you should've totally gotten permission from his company first," she held up a card with a price on it. "You think this one is good? It has unlimited everything for international stuff too."

My mind was blown when I heard the obviously logical information that came out her mouth. Of course I should've got permission first. But, girl power. Right?

"Uhhh, whatever is fine." I reached into my purse and pulled out my wallet. I found my bank card and handed it to Bee as she made whatever decision I should be making.

"Hand me your phone." I placed my phone into her outstretched hand and turned to sit on the benches in the middle of the store.

Permission? As responsible as I am why did I totally just jump the gun on this one. Am I that much into this dork that my whole mind just decided to take the whole day off. Sure let's have (y/n) do whatever she wants today. She won't do anything stupid.

Hair whipped past my face as I shook my head hard. "Stupid, stupid, stupid."

First I almost say I love the man and then I go and tell everything without his company's permission. Soulmate signs got me being messy for real.

(Y/b/n) came and sat beside me. She handed my phone and bank card back, both of which I just dropped in my purse so later on and I can have a stroke in Walmart looking for them. We sat in silence for awhile, not really thinking of anything.

"So...," I started to say. "I've just realised that I'm not rational at the moment and I now have to call my soulmate in this state. Great."

I stood up and looked down at Bee who was still sitting down. "Want me to spend the night and listen in on your convo?"

"I was so hoping you would ask that. Let's head to Walmart and get some sugar and carbs. I definitely need it."

We waved goodbye to the confused store clerk and made our way to Walmart.

Of course trips to Walmart with friends are never normal. Especially when you're both emotional and/or normal over eaters.

"(Y/n) you do not need a family size tub all for yourself," Bee yelled a hour later as we stood in the ice cream section.

She held up the pint I had picked out for her. "Then you give me this crap! I want a tub too!" She threw the pint into the cart angrily.

A sigh escaped my mouth. "Then go get a tub, stop whining. I'm done arguing over this."

"You drop ice cream down the stairs one time and suddenly you're banned to eat it," she muttered as she walked to pick out her ice cream.

"Two times!"

While she picked out some ice cream, I found my way to frozen appetizers. My hungry gaze scanned the food items until I landed on what I truly wanted. Potato skins. I didn't eat them often, but when I did it's because my life was not going as planned. Which was actually a lot of the time so maybe I do eat them a lot. As I grabbed 3 boxes, Bee made her way over with 2 quarts of ice cream and a tub.

She looked at me as I stared her down. Then she dropped everything in the cart.

I looked into the cart and shook my head profusely. "I'm not paying for all this."

"I can't believe you paid for all this (y/n)," my dad said as he helped bring the snacks in.

I gave him a look that told him not to talk about it.

My poor poor empty (not really) bank account.

"It was either she pay completely or I did. And someone conveniently left the wallet her at the house." I glared at my best friend when I said the last part. Of course she could care less.

She was back sitting on the counter. "It was an honest mistake." Then she put a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth.

Putting the last bag on the counter, I turned away from her. "I hope you choke on your spoon."

(A/n)
Okay so wow, this is long overdue I know.

Don't talk about how bad of an author I am.

Or how much of a liar I am.

Anyway I hope you enjoy this (much needed) update!

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