Chapter 4
Kim namjoon.....I know those eyes. I have seen those eyes a million times. How could I forget them? It took a minute for my brain to process the fact that I was looking at Namjoon. I felt a shiver go through my body as we stared at each other.
This time I knew who he was. I was mesmerized by him. I couldn't look away. My heart started beating so loudly that I could hear it. What were the chances that I could meet Kim namjoon in real life. The chances were zero yet here we were. I felt like I had won the lottery. I mean, I was flabbergasted. Kim Namjoon was sitting right in front of me.
I knew my face was showing all the emotions I was going through. And just like he was in interviews, his eyes never looked away or wavered. I turned away eventually and focused my eyes back to my table.
Kahina was busy telling a story and I couldn't hear a word she was saying. I fought my instincts to glance at him again. I didn't want to look stupid though . I just needed a tiny peek. I slowly looked at the friend seated opposite me, I pretended to listen to what he was saying but my eyes focused on the space left.
This time I noticed Min Yoongi, he was seated next to Namjoon and after him was Taeyhung. The other side was Jungkook, Jin, Jimin and Jhope. After I confirmed they were also here, I reverted my eyes back to our table.
" I must have saved a country in my past life" I mumbled.
" What did you say?" One of my friends asked
" She said she must have saved a country in her past life" said the friend closest to me.
" Why would you say that?" Kahina asked
" Nothing, I was just wondering if one person can have so much luck" I explained
" Did you win the lottery?" Asked another
" No, definitely not ,but it feels like I did"
" Do you guys believe in past lives though?" Asked another friend.
" No " almost all of them answered
" You guys do know that African communities believed in past lives right? That's why they insist on having a good relationship with the ancestors " I mentioned
" Oh, that's why kids are given names from people who came before them" Kahina thought
" I guess so ,but we believe in being reborn"
" Yea I guess,our ancestors live on through us"
' phew!!! I dodged that one easily' I thought
My friends were the talkative kind, so they continued with the topic easily without noticing I didn't pay them any attention. I removed the hood that was hiding half of my face. Subconsciously I felt like I could look at them better without half of my face being hidden.
This will be the last time I will look at them. I promised myself. Since it was the last time I might as well take a long look and inspect everyone. This round I didn't hide that I was looking at them . I was surprised to find them looking at me. Seven pairs of eyes were on me. I started to get nervous but I pushed through it.
Who knows when I will see them again. Moreover I was from Africa, seeing them in my continent is next to impossible. So who was I to throw away such an opportunity. I examined Yoongi first, he sat back on the chair as if he was listening to everything around but he wasn't actually there . Taeyung looked at me, his eyes were sharp but his body language was relaxed.
If I was a Taeyhung Stan I would be on the floor right now. Damn the guy is handsome. His pictures don't do him justice. I jumped Namjoon and zoned in on Jungkook. Jungkook was busy eating while listening to someone talk and occasionally he nodded in understanding. Jin was next to Jungkook, he was busy drinking something I couldn't tell what. Jimin and Jhope were conversing and every few seconds they laughed .
My gaze went back to the man of the hour. My bias, the man who disrupts my everyday thoughts. Namjoon was leaning into Jungkook, he whispered something to him and immediately they both glanced at me . I was caught. What was that saying again, caught red handed.
I looked away and licked my bottom lip. It was time to go back. I had embarrassed myself enough openly gacking at them like some idiot. Who would ever think I was confident after what I just pulled. However I do not regret it. I will never regret it in this life or the next. And I hope in my next life we will meet again.
" I'm gonna go guys. I feel tired" I informed them
" Ooh it's okay, I'll come meet you at the hotel tomorrow" said Kahina.
She had taken leave from work for a few days to spend it with me. Since she moved we rarely see each other unless she comes back home or I go to her.
We said our good-byes and I stood up. I took one last look at my idols before I waved goodbye. I didn't know who I was saying goodbye to, my friends or my idols. Maybe it was both. I walked confidently until I reached the ground floor. From there I tried to steady my steps. I found a taxi and headed to the hotel. What a strange day. It really felt like a dream.
Namjoon's POV.
After we settled at the lounge a group of people sat on the table opposite ours. They were black men and women. They spoke to each other and every now and then you could hear them laugh. None of them recognized us ,as there were only two tables on this side of the balcony. We relaxed when none of them acknowledged us.
After almost 30mins they started calling someone out loud. One of them waved to signal whoever was supposed to join them. I couldn't hear whom they were calling.
" Who are they calling?" Asked Jhope
" I don't know but it must be someone close by" Jimin answered him.
Moments later a small girl walked towards them. She was dressed in all black. Although her clothes looked bigger they couldn't hide her body shape. She was really short, I could estimate 5'0 at most. Her walking style was cute, she looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here.
We all noticed her. Her face was hidden by her hood and her hair covered one side.
" She must be the person they were calling" commented Jungkook.
She sat on the empty seat right opposite mine. I had a good view of her from where I was seated. I wondered if she was our fan. I wanted her to be our fan and at the same I don't want her to be our fan. Maybe I wanted to meet someone who didn't know who I was for a change.
There table was lively as they spoke to each other. I couldn't hear what they were saying though. I wondered if they spoke in English or their mother tongue. Removing my attention from them, I turned to Jimin who was talking.
I felt like someone was watching. I turned to check and I found her staring at me. Her eyes met mine and we both observed each other. From her expression, she looked confused. It seemed like she was trying to remember something. We both didn't look away. She was curious and so was I.
' What was she curious about?' I wondered.
She blushed before she looked away. I can't confirm nor deny that she blushed but it seemed that way to me. She had a small smirk on her face before she looked away. After she didn't look back at me, she seemed engrossed in the conversation with her friends. She removed the hood hiding her face revealing the most stunning face.
She had small eyes, a small nose and full lips. Her hair was well braided and it went with her look perfectly. Her face seemed innocent but also freaky at the same time. She was the mixture of a baby face with a mature expression. This time she caught me looking at her.
We stared at each other once again. Her expression changed from confusion to recognition. She knew who I was. She tried to hide it but she failed miserably. Her gaze turned to the rest of the team. One by one she looked at the members.
She looked away again when one of her friends spoke to her. We kept stealing glances at each other hoping not to get caught. Finally she focused on me again. She took me in inch by inch and I took her in like a hungry lion.
I have never wanted to be close to someone my whole life. I wanted to inspect her in close proximity. But fate was cruel. Being seen with anyone will cause a scandal . So I settled to watch her from a far. Immediately after our encounter she stood up, gave us one last glance before she left.
" Is it just me or does she know who we are?" Asked Yoongi.
" I think she recognized us" I answered this time.
Some part of me hoped that she would come and greet us or something but she didn't. Instead she left us more intrigued by her.