Olivia didn't show up at school for the rest of the week. I was starting to worry about her. She said her dad wouldn’t be pleased if he found out that she got a C. Did that have anything to do with it? I shook off the uneasy feeling that came over me as I walked with Jimin towards my house.
“Are you worried about her?” He asked.
“Yeah.” I replied quietly. “She’s never missed a day of school. I’m really concerned.”
“Then maybe you should go to her house and check on her,” he suggested. “Maybe she’s sick or something.”
“Maybe.” I shrugged. “Should I bring her like chocolates or something?”
“Eww no.” He scrunched up his face. “Just go over there and see what the problem is. If she's sick, then you’ve got nothing to worry about. If it’s something else, then you’ll figure out what to do after that.” He patted my back. “But first we gotta finish homework and stuff. Can I crash at your place for a while?”
“Yeah sure.” I shrugged as we walked inside my house. The whole time we were studying I was thinking about Olivia. I could barely focus on the school I was supposed to be doing. I was too busy worrying about her. What if something terrible happened? What if-
“Taehyung?” Jimin clapped his hands in my face. “F-O-C-U-S. Focus. Please.”
“I’m sorry. I’m just-”
“Worried about Olivia. I know.” he interrupted. I sighed. “Look, if you’re really so worried, just go to her house right now.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to just ditch you.”
“You’re not. I’m telling you to go. I want you to be happy again. And she seems to make you really happy.”
“She does.” I smiled.
“So go over to her house and find out what’s wrong. And it wouldn’t hurt to let her know how you feel about her.” He suggested. “Just go for it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. And if she doesn’t feel the same way then it’s her loss.”
“Ok.” I nodded, walking downstairs. We walked outside.
“Good luck.” He said before walking to his own house. I took a deep breath before walking to her house. I stood outside her door, wondering if this was a good idea. My heart began to race and I turned around and started walking away. Suddenly, the door opened and her mom was taking out the trash.
“Here, let me help.” I took the trash bag from her and threw it in their garbage bin.
“Thank you Taehyung.” She smiled.
“Where’s-”
“She’s upstairs in her room but she’s a little…..disoriented.” Her mom explained.
“Is everything ok?”
“Go ask her.” She let me inside and I slowly made my way up the stairs.