The short bubble popped up on my screen after about five minutes of him typing.
"Yeah, sorry about that"
Tapping the tips of my fingers against the glass screen I asked an important question,
"Did you mean everything you tweeted?"
Another long pause came, the script at the bottom of my screen indicated that he had read the message.
Tired of waiting, I slowly laid down my phone, as well as my head, let my eyes fall, and allowed my worried mind to rest.
Later I awoke to my phones blaring ringtone, excitement bubbled up within me, this was it! This was him!
I snatched my phone up and scanned over the notification...
Ian...
It was just Ian...
It's moments like this where I ask myself, "why am I still trying?", it's not like I was waiting for Jojis answer or anything ya know... It's not like I was dying to see if he had been doing all this just for publicity or if it's just his genuine thought?
Begrudgingly, I decided to answer to the text sent to me... Turns out I shouldn't be so disappointed...
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Beautiful hate (Joji x Reader Insert)
FanfictionWhat happens when the lovely (y/n) seems to be loved by all but one? Will love find a way or will hate rage on? *Warning Mature Language and Events* First Joji Fic, I hope you like it! (Cover is not mine, I just thought it was uber cute!)
