It Don't Mean Nothing

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This is going to be the last chapter in this book... I have a plan for a sequel and another book unrelated to this.
The sequel will be based a year after the events in this book.
Thanks for the reads and votes :))))
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Two Months Later

I hadn't forgotten all that had happened on the tour. It was the best month of my life.
I was sitting in a cafe in Manchester, looking out onto the bjsy street, reminiscing about the time Johnny had sung Chicago for me.
I unlocked my phone and went on instagram, scrolling through my feed. My eyes settled on a new post from Highly Suspect.
In Chicago. Amd Johnny was with Madison. I watched the video and at the end he kissed her passionately on the lips. I felt tears prickling in my eyes.
I DMed him.

I continued sipping my black ice coffee, which was as cold and bitter as I was feeling at that moment. My phone pinged. He had replied. "Don't overthink it babe. It don't mean nothing."
I didn't reply.

That night I went to a club. It was packed and full of sweaty people. I danced with a guy who pulled me outside.
"So babe what's your name? You've got some good moves on you there..."
"I'm (Y/N). And you are...?"
"Gustav. It's cold out here shall we get back in there?"
"Sure whatever"
So we danced the night away.

I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache in a room I didn't recognise with a guy who I remembered was Gustav. I checked my phone, and instagram. I looked at my DMs. My last one was me sending a picture to Johnny.
Of me and Gustav kissing.

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