Julia's discharge from the hospital was set for today. It was a day she had been eagerly waiting for. However, when Julia shared a piece of her song "how could you?" on Instagram, the remaining weeks seemed to fly so quickly. She received a ton of love and support from complete strangers almost immediately. The song was going viral and had amassed over 1.5 million Instagram views. She was grateful that it received positive feedback. Many people encouraged her even to release a full version of the song and drop an album.
@lovejuliasoler
This song is fantastic!
@livelikejulia
This is songwriting at its finest. Drop the album!
@spaceship
The lyrics in this song are SO GOOD.
@tswiftsdaugther
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH. YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD SINGER!
When she was going to put her phone on the bed and get back to packing, she got the following notification:
@pedri liked your post.
Julia's eyes widened, and her mom stopped what she was doing, seeing the shock in her daughter's eyes. "What? You look like you saw a ghost," she asked.
"Uh, nothing. I just need to call Sira for a second." she quickly left the room, taking her phone with her and calling her best friend. After a few rings, she answered.
"He did what. What the fuck? He is bad news, Julia. You should stay away from him." Sira said as Julia told her what had just happened.
"That is exactly my response. It was so random and and it came out of nowhere. It was the one post where I sang 'how could you'. I don't wanna tell people that the song is about him," Julia said.
"Wow, what an ass. First he breaks up with you, and then he likes your post? that dickhead. Fuck him. And why not? It would ruin him. " Sira laughed.
"No exactly! He would get so much hate from everyone, and I don't want that. I bet he already knows that the song is about him. I'll chat to you later bye, Sira." Julia rushed when she noticed her mother in the doorway.
"You ready to go? Mija," her mom said. Julia nodded, picked her stuff up and followed out with her mother. She was unaware there would be a swarm of reporters and paparazzi outside the hospital. She sometimes just wished she could disappear. While she enjoyed meeting new people and her fans, she didn't enjoy dealing with the paparazzi and reporters. They reminded her of loud voices, blinding lights, people hurrying to get away, invasive behaviour and just chaos. They were waiting for her to make a mistake so they could broadcast it worldwide. The constant worry that someone followed her and that she could possibly be in danger gave her anxiety.
She waved briefly and then got in her mother's car. Her mom quickly reversed out of there. Julia sighed and asked if she could drop her off at the studio. Her mother gave her an odd glance and advised her to go home early so she wouldn't have to spend the entire day there. She was worried for Julia. Julia's family knew of the split with Pedri even though she never told them about it. She tried to divert her mind by writing songs because of this. It was common for Julia to write songs when she felt upset.
Despite her mom's advice, Julia spent the whole day at the studio finishing a song called "kill bill" (SZA). She decided she wanted to make an album with the help of other writers. She couldn't wait for people to hear this song because it was unbelievably good. As always, she posted a clip on Instagram.
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@user1 this is a bop
@user2 Goosebumps
@user3 so fucking pretty
She looked at the time on her phone, 9:45.
7 missed calls from [ Má ].
3 missed calls from [ Pá ].
5 missed calls from [ Pablo ].
30 new messages.
She groaned a little bit, put her head on the table and dreaded coming home. She unlocked her phone, and she texted the three of them back.
'Sorry I was busy in the studio, Be home soon.'
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