Locked Inside - A Park Seojoon horror fanfiction

Chapter 1

"Seojoon! Seojoon!" I screamed from the top of my lungs. Blood rushed through my body. Unfamiliar surroundings. My head was pounding. I shook the bars of the jail type looking cell with all my power. "Seojoon!" I yelled with the last bit of energy that was still in me. I dropped myself onto the ground and it was only then that my nostrils were hit by a gnarly smell. I started coughing and gagged a few times. Tears in my eyes. That's when I turned around and saw it standing there. The silence of the unknown place was now filled by my deafening scream.

1 week earlier

For the last time I skimmed my lines. The script was as big as the fifth Harry Potter book. Though I had no issues remembering the words. I put the script down on the table and got up. The set was overfilled with people. Cameramen, make-up artists, decor designers, stylists, producers and of course actors. That was my position, an actress. I'd been working in this branch for a few years and it was bringing out the best in me. I was way more positive than I was before since acting had always been my dream. It also taught me how to act in awkward situations and how to get away with lying. "Do you like this dress?" "I love it, it looks amazing on you!" Yeah.....that part might not be so great but oh well. The movie we were recording was a so called adventurous love story. To me it was more of a lovey dovey feel-good movie, but hey a role is a role and I was glad that I at least had a main role for the first time in forever. I mean, not that I was the reason people were going to see this movie anyway. My fellow costar, mister Park Seojoon was loved by millions of girls. He was the reason this movie was so hyped, without it actually being out yet. For some reason, Seojoon and I never got along well. I've played a guest role in a drama he was in once. I met the guy, we talked a bit, but it never felt comfortable. Also, he seemed to be way more arrogant in real life. Just the look he gave me when I messed up a scene that one time, I will always remember that. It gave me shivers thinking about it. 

"Are you cold?" I turned around to see our oh so precious Seojoon. It didn't seem like he was asking because he was worried, given the fact that his facial expression was as blank as a sheet of paper. I shrugged. 

"A little". He then continued walking. Hmph, asshole.

Sitting on the cold hard floor, so close to being done for the day. I couldn't wish for anything else than my warm comfy bed. 

"And I will never leave your side." Seojoon said while gently caressing my face. I frowned, those were definitely not his words. I waited for one second, wondering if someone was going to say anything about it, but what was I thinking, Seojoon could literally jump up, ninja kick me in my face and they would still use it in the movie. The director cleared his throat. Suddenly I just felt like confronting him instead of just going with it. 

"That's not your line." I whispered. He rolled his eyes. 

"Just go with it." Fine, whatever. I gave in. 

"Promise me." 

"I promise." Seojoon answered before we locked lips.

"AND CUT." Goddamn finally, I quickly moved my head backwards so I wouldn't be close to this idiot anymore. Why did people adore him so much? He couldn't even remember his own lines. Even I knew what he was supposed to say: Forever will I stay by your side. Not that hard right. I swiftly made my way to my dressing room and changed into my sweatpants and my hoodie. While I made my way back to the set I saw Seojoon talking to one of the stylists. My god could he leave all these girls alone for one second. I rolled my eyes. 

"Well done today Hwayoung!" The director came up to me and gave me a pat on my back. I thanked him.

I was enjoying the way home a little more than usual. Normally I would take a taxi but the weather was so nice that I decided to walk. The sun warmed my body and face, even though it was a winter day. Halfway my walk home I passed a man who quickly moved away from me when we made eye contact. Must be paparazzi, I thought to myself. Those people do crazy ass things to get a good shot. But you know, as long as he was moving away from me and not closer towards me I didn't see the issue. Although I wasn't very pleased when I noticed he was following me about 10 minutes later. Didn't he have enough pics already....hold on, he wasn't holding a camera? Then why was he so stunnend when I looked at him, what made him fear me? And why was he following me? I fastened my pace as I quickly turned as many corners as I could. I was trying to lose the guy who was still behind me. After I made my way into a small ally I sprinted. At this moment I was extremely relieved that I wasn't wearing high heels. Would I be able to run in heels? I mean I have walked around in heels for days and days on end. Focus Hwayoung, that's not something to think about right now. I saw the end of the ally and when I exited it I was back out on the open road. I rapidly looked left and right, but didn't see the man anywhere. I let out a sigh of relief but I didn't slow down too much. I continued walking speedily until I made it home safely. My heartbeat slowed down and I just now felt that I was sweating a little. Well, no need to work out anymore today. I thought and giggled.

*ping* My phone's screen lit up. Message from Seojoon. Ugh what did he want from me. I opened it. "Lol, your little workout session got caught by the paparazzi. Keep running girl hahah" I clenched my jaw. How dared he make fun of me. I opened the photo. Actually.... it was not so bad, I looked pretty damn epic. I grinned proudly. Suck on that Seojoon, you probably can't even walk and talk at the same time without getting out of breath. Upon a closer look, I saw something weird in the picture. Hold on.... wasn't that the man who was following me? Yeah pretty sure that was the guy. But how come he was in the background of the photo while I was running FROM him...?