《The 8th Member | BTS》[68]
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A/N:
"You mean to tell me the reason NORJOON broke up was because of that rapper from Got7?"
"so basically not only is Normani an untalented black girl who can't sing, she's also a slut who can't keep her legs closed"
"So maybe lisa was better off with NamJoon"
"You all sound ignorant, if you actually are going to believe anything this man says. What ever the reason Joon and Normani breaking up is, it has nothing to do with Bam and him fighting. N and Joon have been broken up for three months, the fight happened last night. Please tell me how it adds up because it doesn't"
"I want NAMLISA back"
"Normani can't catch a break. First the shit with Canola Oil back in 5h, and now this shit"
"I really want Normani to write a statement about everything. Her fans deserve to know"
"Never buying this sluts music again"
"Maybe she's gay?"
"Why are you guys making it seem like Normani and NamJoon aren't humans. People make mistakes. So what if they got into a fight. Who the hell are you to say it was about Normani when you don't even know the full story"
"Please... all of you are clowns. The truth is Normani is to good for either of them. Them fighting is only going to make themselves look desperate when we all really know the reason why NORJOON broke up. #becauseofLay"
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I sigh sitting at the conference table as my manager paced back and forth. He pauses in his steps and turns to me, causing me to look up at him and meet his eyes.
"Why are you just sitting there.... we should be thinking of a way to fix this entire situation. I mean have you not seen your name in the media. It's only been a couple hours and people are already thinking the worst of you" he panics as I sit there completely.
"Fix for what?" I ask him causing him to look at me as if I ask a crazy question.
"I wasn't the one who threw a punch and I wasn't the one who took it. Them fighting has nothing to do with me"
"That is a lie and you know it" he tells me. I sit up in the chair, "no. It has everything to do with them.. both of them wanting something that wasn't neither of theirs in the first place" I spat seriously.
This entire was annoying, and I wanted to mad at them but I couldn't but it was mainly my fault to being with.
But now, everyone is suspecting that I'm the reason they fought, which was true but... I couldn't let them know that.
"Do you not hear yourself right now? Normani, regardless if it was about you or not... If you don't do something it's just going to get worst" he warns me.
"I mean... take a picture with the both of them together.. and post it.. to let people know that the rumors aren't true. That they weren't fighting over you and that they're still good friends"
I sigh standing looking at the my watch, if I didn't leave now I'd be late for BTS fans meeting.
"Lee, nothing bad is going to happen. It's the media. Even if I try to fix it, they'll find a way to make it seem like I was the bad guy, I have to go, okay. I'll text you later though" I say.
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I ran backstage with my assistant quickly trying to catch my breath, the guys were about to on stage to meet the fans and I had to be there.
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I turned the corner, and the PD noticed me. "She's here. I repeat Normani is here" he speaks quickly into his walkie.
He glares at me causing me to apologize for being late as I follow him. He led me to where the members were, I quickly handed my assistant my items before approaching my members.
"hey you guys, sorry I'm late" I say trying to catch my breathe.
"When aren't you late" Yoongi spats at me causing me to roll my eyes.
"Well... Who pissed your cereal this morning?" I asked him wanting to know why he was angry.
"He did" Jimin answers for him looking over to NamJoon who sat on the opposite side of the backstage area.
By himself.
"What's wrong with him?" I ask.
Jin turns to me, "have you forgotten what went down yesterday? Did you not see the media and how they are not only dragging him but also you as well" he tells me causing me to look at him.
He wouldn't even make eye contact with me with me. "Two minutes everyone!" The PD passing by with a clipboard tells us.
I took the opportunity to go and talk to him. I approach him slowly, catching the attention of our members.
I squat down looking up at him so now he'd have no choice but to look at me.
"hey" I say softly.
His eyes turn to mine but it felt like he wasn't even looking at me. Like I was looking right at him and he wasn't even there.
"Hey? Since when were we on speaking terms?" He asks harshly.
"Since we agreed that we'd just remains friends, you don't we can do that?" I ask him.
"You been saying we... we did this.. we agreed to do that. Since when did you speak French?" He asks tone much deeper from seconds ago.
I sigh, "Joon, even if we're not together can we a lot try to be civil. I mean is it so hard fo— he cuts me off, "yes.. it's hard. I'm sorry, it's hard to just be friends with the girl I am in love with" he states.
"If you loved me so much you wouldn't have called break"
"You're still on this?" He asks.
"I don't see why not? Since your allowed to mope around here and worry your members, then I don't see a problem in bring up the fact it was you who called the break" I say.
You see I came over here to talk to him, to tell him that it was okay. That he needed to smile.
But instead we are now arguing.
"Then I guess you don't mind me bringing up with the fact that you slept with someone. Someone who know because of you I hate" he says causing me to quickly turn around to make sure no one else heard.
"Oh don't you dare. You've always hated him. You just hate him more now because when you weren't there, he was"
"I was always here, Mani! I never left or ran away. It's you who likes to do that. Whenever times get rough... from racist people, to that sasang in Japan, to our relationship every time we fought.. you were the one who walk away from me. I stayed. Like I always do" he says and his words hurt me.
My expression changes from the words that came out his mouth. It hurt because he didn't understand what it's like to be through something like that and pretend to be okay.
He notices he went to far, "Mani, I'm so— he was cut off by the PD, "showtime.. you guys are go!" He shouts causing me to stand up quickly and walk away from Joon.
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I chewed the side of my mouth to ignore how angry I was, because we had fans that were waiting for us.
I forced a smile before getting handed a mic as the members walk out on stage. I go towards JungKook and walk out with him.
The screams in the crowd was ridiculous, people were recording and taking pictures.
"ARMY!" Jin shouts causing the audience to scream. I fake a laugh looking over to Yoongi who stood next to me, as Joon was the last person to come out from backstage.
"Hey you guys" Joon says loudly into the mic, sounding exactly like a regular and not upset Joon would sound.
He's pretty good at pretending if you ask me.
"Did you guys miss us?" Jimin asks the audience.
"nae" they all say at once causing me to look at the crowd and smile widely.
"Did you guys eat properly before coming here" he asks.
"nae"
"Have you guys been good?" He asks.
"nae"
"Who did you guys miss the most?" He asks.
The audience screamed, and it was all of ours names were being said at the same time.
"ugh.. MIN YOONGI! WHO ALLOWED YOU TO BE THIS HOT. WHAT ARE YOU DOIMG TO ME!" a woman screams getting all of the members attention including yoongi.
I covered my mouth laughing, as Yoongi tried to cover his smile. I look over to NamJoon who was doing everything in his power not to look at me.
JungKook leaned over and whispers, "you two need to stop hating each other already. It's getting old by now" he says pulling away causing the audience to scream at his movement.
JungKook looks around in embarrassment, you'd think being in the public view since he was 16, he'd be used to millions of girls wanting to suck him dry.
"you guys JungKook was just saying we should play a game" I say into the mic as I began walking towards the middle of the stage, in front of the table.
"game what game?" Hoseok says being the only one who was interested.
"A game where we can't move. Not even a face expression while a song is being played we can't dance or move, if we do we're out" I say.
"I am" Jin says.
"But there's a catch" I smirk.
"Which is what?" Hoseok asks.
"The songs that will be playing will be our music" I smirk causing them to eye each other knowing this would probably be a hard challenge.
Taehyung was about to say something when a voice in the audience cut him off.
"Yah"
Catching everyones attention including mine I turn to the direction where I heard the voice.
"we... want... norlesisa!" a voice says as I look around in confusion not quite understanding what she said because one it sounded like she was speaking broken English.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. Can you repeat that?" I ask smiling into the mic.
"she said..." the girl next to her says pausing standing up, and following behind her was a couple of other girls who wore faces mask, all I could see were eyes.
"WE WANT NORLISA!" Another one joins in and the group of girls scream before throwing something at me.
I shut my eyes quickly by instinct hearing a crack sound. There was gasp from every part of the room.
"OH MY GOD" I hear Jimin say into the mic. I swear it took me a second or two to realize an egg was tossed at me.
"Mani-" JungKook trails off.
Even though I couldn't tell the members were looking at me, I could tell they were. And they probably looked at me in shocked, confused because they've never seen anything like this.
I was immediately embarrassed and confused, I reach and pull the sticky and smelly egg yolk out of my hair, looking as so any people record and took pictures of this.
"hey!" The security of the building approach the girls causing them to quickly began to throw more.
I let out the most pathetic scream before shutting my eyes again.
I then felt arms wrap around me, which also caused reactions from the audience who screamed loudly.
I slowly opened my eyes to see Joon was literally shielding me, using himself to cover the egg yolks from hitting me.
The members behind us were gasping. I watched as the yolks hit him as he made eye contact with me the entire time and I breathed heavily looking up at him.
When the girls realized I wasn't getting hit, they surprisingly stopped.
"are you okay?" Joon's words inaudible because I couldn't process what was happening right now.
I should be asking him that. He just... in front of.... everyone. Wasn't he just mad at me or something?
"someone get PD in here now!" Yoongi stern voice on the microphone were calling out.
It wasn't long before the girls were restrained by multiple security guards.
"mani?" Joon says holding my face.
I swallowed hard, breathing heavily feeling the eyes of everyone on me. Tears began to form in in my eyes, feeling the embarrassment.
It sucked because I couldn't look anywhere else but at him. I couldn't avoid his eyes, even if I wanted too.
There was a moment that even almost made me want to forget everything I said, everything that happened since I went from tour.
A part of me wanted to kiss him in front of everyone. A part of me wanted to tell him that I was wrong. that I didn't want to break up.
But then reality hit. Our reality. I couldn't have him, just like he wasn't allowed to him me. Whatever we were... is over.. for good.
"It's okay....I got you" he says without hesitation, he reaches behind and underneath me lifting me up causing the audience to scream.
He looks at me and we don't not break eye contact what's so ever. My heart pounded throughout my chest as carries me off and takes me backstage, he places me down on a chair looking at my forehead where the egg hit.
He reaches up and wipes my forehead causing me to wince in pain, not realizing the egg that was thrown caused a slight bruise.
He sighs, taking a piece shell out.
"thanks" I pause.
"knowing how embarrassed I felt you— I was cut off by his stern look at his face. He looks up at me, begins to speak.
"I didn't do because I felt embarrassed for you, Normani. I did it because I love you, and it's my job to protect you regardless if you think we're broken up or not.... I will always love and want to protect you" he confesses seriously.
"Joon you can't- he cuts me off, "can't what?" He asks me. I look at him as he looks at me, "what can't I do, Mani?"
"Act as if we're still together... because... we aren't" I say slowly, and the words themselves hurt me more then I expected it too.
"you're right but doesn't mean I stopped loving you..... just because we aren't together, right now doesn't mean we won't be in the future" he states.
Future?
"Sorry to break it to you, mani. But last night... what you said... was bullshit" he pauses.
"Because we are okay. We are going to get pass this. Whether it takes days or weeks, even months... we will be together, again" he says seriously.
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