Was That too Rude?

Knowledge. (Chapter Six)

Joji just store at the small boy in a curious matter as you got in and sat down, whipping the blood from your shoulders as the small boy waved at you, smiling widely as he watched the car drive by and run up to meet his anxious father, Greg.
You sighed and looked over at the man taking you to wherever you could go, honestly. You were surprised he found this place without Ian, being he seemed to be a chauffeur for you. You held yourself in your arms, your eyes going away from him and now looking out the window as you stopped bleeding, but the pain was intense. Not enough to go to a hospital, but it hurt. Horribly. Joji furrowed his brows and as soon as he reached the gate entrance that was always open, welcoming anyone into the neighborhood, he stopped the car. He looked over at you and held a seemingly odd glint in his eyes, as if mad or annoyed or worried. You didn't realize this until five seconds of him staring you down as you finally twisted your head to look at him, pressing your lips together. "What the fuck happened, and why do you need a ride?" He threw on the two questions at once as you took a moment to come up with an explanation. "I feel," you started off with, and ended with, "and I don't have a car until I get one, or an apartment for a day." He didn't stop, as he looked back to the road, but pounded you with another one. You seemingly got annoyed, being you just wanted to go fucking anywhere. Somewhere, just get some fucking sleep. It was 4 PM, and you just wanted to eat and sleep. Even at such an early time, you were done with the day. "Why is that?" He aggressively asked, which you couldn't understand why being he was so nice to you, shit, you're still wearing his big ass shirt and boxers that HE offered for YOU. You turned to the car window once again, examining the trees, landscape, the road. "Exterminating. Look, I have no where to go and-" He interrupted almost immediately. "You can stay at my sausage factory of a apartment, but you can't fuck around with my shit. You're gonna have to sleep out in the living room and shit. You're gone by tomorrow?" There's the unpleasant Joji. You know he was too nice for the past day, though you did wish for it to not end. "Yes." You answered with a hint of annoyance as he looked over at you, furrowing his brows again. They soon loosened as he want back to the road, biting his lip. You looked over every now and again as he drove on, the road moving fast as you watched against the window. You took one more glance as the time grew and flew by, 4:30, 5:00, almost as if someone was counting off sheep. He stayed to the road as you thought to yourself, how? How did he just grow into this asshole out of the blue? You were still surprised.
Joji took a hand to his head as he ran it through the strands, watching as the light shined red as he hauled to a stop. He watched you as you looked at the window, biting his lip harshly as he grew angry for no reason. He shook his head as a feeling bolted up inside of him as he gripped the stirring wheel. He seemed to hate the feeling he was beginning to grow for you as he continued to speak to you, not yet grasping what the feeling is though. He wanted it gone though, being he had a small, loose comprehensive understanding of it. He felt it was to the friendship, but he couldn't name it. But he sure as hell knew what he could name. Why he DIDN'T need that happening. To get close to someone and let them discover you, understand what YOU truly are. Plus you'd find out his YouTube and what he really wasn't, but every deceives him to be.
An offensive, racist, arrogant, antisocial dick.
You might be funny and would understand it, but there's always that chance you wouldn't be. It always laid in Joji's head how someone would become close to him, become his best friend, someone who you can always trust, and it all ended over what he made. Cancerous content on a platform to entertain others. He shifted on how uncomfortable his thoughts were, as he watched the light slowly switched to green. He sighed as he breathed out. "Finally."
One mile, and he ran into another intersection with another red light. He hit the wheel and groaned, tipping his head back as you found pity and also humor in his aggravation. He ignored the laughs you let out as he turned on his phone, the time flashing as he swiped the phones screen with his thumb, pressing his thumb against the bottom of the screen. He looked at the text messages that popped up, all from him to you. He looked over as you wee still in your position, forehead against the glass and eyelids drooping over your eyes. He looked back and read all of them, the feeling growing slightly as he grappled the stick shift, reading all the words as he slowly moved, seeing from the corner of his sight that the light changed to green. He zoomed by as he put his phone back down, looking back up to the vacant road. He swallowed down his saliva as he looked deep into the sky, slowly growing into an orange tint as the time was now 6:30. He didn't even realize it, feeling it's only been mere minutes. The drive was tiresome and sometimes he hated going to the outskirts of Brooklyn, but usually it was TIRESOME it felt long and boring. But thinking of you made him drift away as he felt like a douche and he wanted to do this and that. He held down his emotions as he gulped down his saliva and licked his lips as they were dry. "I never explained to you why I texted you so much, haha." He admitted, giving off a sheepish laugh. You lifted your head as you looked over, your eyelids closing over your eyeballs, blackness conquering your vision as it soon went into light as you looked at him. "Care to?" You asked, a bit aggravated over his attitude to you, but he was melting into his nicer side as it was obvious over his statement. He looked over and gulped down, looking directly in your eyes. The feeling bolted harshly in him as his hair covered his eyes, still being able to see you clearly. That's what he wanted. He wanted to see you. You screamed though, as he jolted to his seat and hit the breaks, almost hitting the car in front of them. You huffed out a breath and turned, looking into the vast as he apologized, but nothing was working.
The reason he wanted to text you was for your knowledge, for you, for your acknowledgement, for your personality.
He sighed and decided it was best to pay attention to the road and tell you later.

A/N: I decided another cute one BC I haven't updated in a while BC of warped tour but I'm back lol. what up tho trash you like this? I do. I feel like I need to make Joji jealous tho and make u get into some sexy situations w JOjI WOW IM THIRTY. nah rlly there will b and some affairs and ;) but for right now nothing is happening. but tell me by the way, who thinks I should put some sex into this? I won't mind. tell me if you want it. lmao ok thank you for reading this far you guys legit r gr8 fucking 400 reads and growing ily <3