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Chapter 28

And his words... Oh, we're not talking about that. She didn't want to cry, big bitches don't cry was her motto.

Thursday was a topic not adequate to talk at the dinner table, Chaeyoung was still sensitive BUT HOW WAS LISA TO KNOW THAT JUNGKOOK WOULD KNOW IT WAS FROM HER PART?

But, Friday...

(a/n: I'm in love)

THAT ENGLISH CLASS WITH HIM WAS TORTURE, Jungkook attended classes with joggers and a t-shirt with cut sleeves, showing tattoos like the class wasn't a PG place. Her mind definitely wasn't a PG place after that, less after losing focus on muscles flexing naturally, veiny hands holding a pencil and silver bracelets.

Was this a muscle kink? A Jungkook kink?

AND AT NIGHT...

HE PUT ON A SHIRT

HE PUT ON SOME SKINNY BLACK JEANS

HE MESSED THAT LONG HAIR

HE CAME FOR HER SOUL

GRIM REAPER? JOBLESS

AND HE POSTED THAT PHOTO

THAT PHOTO THAT MADE HER CHOKE WITH HER COFFEE

Worst of all, she had felt all of that against her body, she knew so well how that body felt. His warm chest against her bare back, the fabric of his shirt doing nothing to keep her from burning for him. And his thick arm wrapped around her, a tattooed forearm pressing against her stomach to hold her close, tattooed hand gripping her hips... His breath on her ear, lips so close they could have taken her lobe and nibbled it...

God, she felt a powerful current of electrical energy run through her body, bristling her skin on its way to the center of her belly, which twisted with desire.

Jungkook was acting weird, he was still stuttering but now he was driving her crazy because he seemed to demonstrate something, a direct straight attraction to her, that Lisa didn't want to recognize...

THIS WAS SO BAD

SHE WAS A TERRIBLE FRIEND

AND THIS WAS JUNGKOOK'S FAULT

And of herself for being a damn bitch. Twitter had definitely ruined her, Twitter was to blame for allowing her to express Hoe Lisa so much that now Hoe Lisa was as powerful as Drunk Lisa.

Hoe Lisa had to calm down because Lisa wanted to cry out in frustration. She felt guilty, very and too guilty but not guilty enough because she still wanted to jump on Jungkook.

What kind of friend was she? What kind of friend was grinding on her best friend's boy? What kind of friend betrayed like that?

Chaeyoung was right to be mad at her.

Lisa had been unable to stay away from him for a week. JUST A WEEK. Meanwhile, she posted thirsty tweets and...

"Good Morning!"

"GOD, CHAEYOUNG, DO YOU PLAN TO KILL ME?!" she screeched in terror, thank goodness she had left the cup of coffee on the counter or she and Chaeyoung would be showered in coffee.

Chaeyoung looked at her with amusement, she was in a good mood, almost glowing with joy... Lisa felt a pain in her chest, forcing her to lower her gaze. She wouldn't be in a good mood if she knew what Lisa did and she should know, but Lisa couldn't find the strength to tell her.

How could she say that?

"I am kinda fucking your man with clothes one, I swear?" gosh no, Lisa loved her face too much to lose it.