Chapter 4- Joji POV

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          Playlist was coming up and I already had my tickets. Part of me didn't want to go since I didn't feel like facing the (Your Name) defense squad anytime soon, but I knew it was for the best so that I could meet with fans and overall just have a good time, and since its in a few weeks I'm sure all this will have died down and I'm sure. No one will even remember what happened. I hope I won't either. Last night I had been so pissed off, she had the audacity to reply to me using two lovey dovey emojis, which might have radiated cuteness for the fans, but I know she meant them in the most sarcastic way possible.
           I couldn't stand the overwhelming amount of people saying how they couldn't wait to see us at playlist, some are hoping we'll fight, some are hoping we make a big romantic scene. I can tell you right now the ladder is an impossibility. I would never want anything to happen like that between her and I. The thought alone sickened me. Could you imagine? Her my girlfriend and I her boyfriend? That's a laughing matter. Sure she's pretty and some may say she's hot, and some may say she's drop dead gorgeous. (I am apart of those "somes") however you can tell by her music and videos she's a complete dip shit. She does whatever she can for attention and it's childish. I couldn't picture myself ever ending up with a person like that. Nothing could change my mind.
          Luckily, most of the drama has already started to settle, and if I'm lucky nothing will spark this up again, hopefully this will all blow over.
           Slowly I pulled a cigarette from the thin box, lighting it swiftly, inhaling deeply, and steadily exhaling a stream of smoke.

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