don't judge this is one of my first stories
I was one of those people that never worried about anything else in life except for one thing. And that one thing isn't really what you'd expect.
I love reading. I'm a total bookworm. And nobody gets it. And that's what I like about it. There's nobody to care, nobody to bother, just me. I never needed anyone to care about anything I did.
Btw this is early November.
I hopped on my yellow bike and petaled through the crunchy leaves and the dried up rain puddles from yesterday evening and I put in my earbuds. Mostly people listen to some Taylor Swift, Phoebe Bridgers, or Gracie Abrams to fit the whole autumn aesthetic.
I mean, yeah, I do listen to them a lot, they're my absolute favorite artists, but today I wanted to listen to some Joji.
I put my phone in my brown strap purse and petaled away.
The first song that came on was Glimpse of Us, obviously, because that's his biggest song right now. Otherwise, I was a huge fan of his. But most of the time, I was more than just a fan. More like a huge simp.
Joji. The name floated around my head for the longest time. I dreamed of him every night almost, and at random times I've cried because I've missed him. Me missing someone I've never even met. Or maybe that's just my hormones acting up. Nobody except for my closest friends know I have feelings for him. My cousin actually unfriended me all because she was sick of constantly hearing about him from me 💀💀.
I walked into the bookstore, still having Joj on my mind.
After I found a good book, the most random thing popped in my mind. "I need to stop thinking me and Joj are ever gonna be a thing. I'll never meet him anywa--" A hand was placed on the same book I picked out.
"Are you going to buy this book?" a man asked.
"Oh shit." I thought. "It's Joji. At least I think so. He looks an awful lot like him."
"Wait." I pointed at him. This felt so awkward. "Joji, right?"
"Yeah." he shook my hand and I was shook too. We basically just held hands. "Nice to meet a fan. And you?"
"Y/n" I introduce myself. Do.. um... God, this is awkward... umm.." I could barely speak.
"It's ok." Jo put his hand on my shoulder. "I've had multiple fans be speechless that they get to meet their ✨biggest idol✨." he did jazz hands at the end, which I thought was fucking adorable.
"Do you want this book too?" I asked.
"Yeah. But we can both check it out and read it together."
The best favor I've been asked all year.
"Sure." I agreed.
"God, she is so wonderful." Jo thought. "What am I doing, falling in love this early. I always do this. It's a bad habit."
time skip because I'm lazy
We find a quiet place to read and we sit down and open the book.
BTW I made up this book that me and him are reading
We read for a while, then things turn to the unexpected.
"You read that part." Joj pointed to the top of the next page.
"'I've been waiting for this my whole life.' she said as she looked up at him." I read. "'I never thought this would ever happen in my entire life, and I know that you love me, but it just seems so hard to believe.'" I kept reading.
"'Especially since we just met. '" Joji read. This was getting a little too ironic. "'God, what I would do just to kiss you right now.' He said as he looked up at her." And George did look up.
And our brains stopped working in the most wonderful way and we kissed.
"Did you mean that?" Jo asked.
"Did you mean that?" I asked back.
"Yeah." he smiled. "Sorry."
"It's ok." I knew this was just getting started. "Do you like me or something? God, that sounds stupid, we just met! Just like them!"
"It's not stupid," he started talking again 🙄, "because I do."
"And so do I." I replied.
