First fanfic so u know it's gonna be shit <3
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I brows through the stacks of records, I don't even know what album I want yet. I put my headphones in and put on 'teen romance by lil peep',
Still looking through the collection of disks I noticed a tall Asian guy walk over to the section next to me. I took a glance at him, he's wearing a green flannel, jeans and some old vans. Fuck hes hot. He noticed I was looking at him, shit. I look away hoping he doesn't think I'm a weirdo.
"What you listen to?" He asked "o-oh um just some random song ha.." I replied all flustered. Yep, he definitely thinks I'm a weirdo, fan-fucking-tastic. "Can I have a listen?" "Um sure if u really want to, but my music taste might be a bit weird to you,"
I gave him my other ear bud. "What do mean your music taste is weird? I love this song!" He said excitedly. I blush at his complement. "Ha thanks! Most of my friends think my music taste is pretty shit," I look down at my feet, "oh well, not everyone has a flawless music taste," the Asian guy said with a smile. "My names gorge, but most people call me joji, what's yours" "y/n, nice to meet you joji," I smile back at him.
"So I guess you like records?" He questioned, "yeah I love them, as a kid my dad had a pretty big collection of records. I just came here to see if this shop had any good albums," "cool, cool," he replied.
"So hey I was wondering do u wanna grab a coffee or something? I mean only if you want to that is," he said looking away. "Sure! I would love to, I mean I'm not doing anything else today," Man this is probably a bad idea, but thankfully Joji doesn't look like a person who would kidnap people and put them in a basement. This day is turning out to be better than I thought!
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I'm at the cafe now, I ordered a (what ever you want) and Joji just got a coffee. "So how long have you been in New York for?" Joji asked "about a year, I moved here from Australia," I replied "cool! I have a few friends who live there in Perth,"
We spent a good hour getting to know each other. I found out he makes music (and it kicks ass) and that he is half Australian which is really cool. I told him about life back home.
"So... Can i put my number in your phone?" Joji asked blushing slightly, "s-sure thing!" I said stuttering. He put his number in my phone. "Call me when ever k," he said as he got up to leave.
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I sat on the train listening to some of Jojis music, the chill beat almost puts me to sleep.
When I reach my apartment I dug through my bag to find my keys.
They are not there.
I have lost my keys.
"Good one (y/n)!" I mumble to myself.
Maybe Joji cold let me stay the night at his. For sure! *sarcasm* I just met him. I should just call (f/n).
No answer, great. Maybe (other f/n)?
No answer, well shit. I guess I have no choice but to call Joji.
"Hey sup (y/n)!" He answered nicely, "yeah hey Um I need to ask you a favour, none of my other friends answered so you are my only option," I say "sure what do u need?"
"Can I stay at your house for the night?"
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CLIFF HANGER BITCH, yeah sorry if this is real shit it's my first fanfic so go easy on me ;-;.
