I Just Hold the Camera (A Jojixreader) Editing/ Story Complete

Arizona: Vol 2

       "Are we dating?" Joji asked one night.
I sat on the rug placed in front of the television. My old blanket my grandmother made me surrounded me. Like the question Joji just asked. He sat next to me watching old sitcoms. The curtains closed and the moon cheered. I froze, I wanted to grab my heart and shove it into the T.V.
       "Look, I like you George. You act like a boyfriend. You're there for me, and you can be an ass at times. But you're a good, good for me."  Is all I wanted to say, all I had to say. I just laid back and closed my eyes, and I muttered,
"Of course."

      Once the moon clocked out, my parents buzzed around in the kitchen. They cooked pancakes shaped like cacti, and served ham and eggs sunny side up. Joji sat besides my mom trying to dig his way back on her good side.  He played he's "softer" music, watching as my parent cheered and clapped over his talent.
         After breakfast I walked outside and stood on my porch, I just watched kids run around and cars drive by. My mom came out, the screen door slamming closed alerted me. She came out smiling and swinging her arm over my shoulder. I smiled back, but then she asked,
"What's wrong, there's obviously something wrong."
       I just smiled, a real smile. Because only my mom would understand the stress I'm feeling by just looking at my face.
     "I love George." I told her, it's a scary thought. I'm in love and I'm scared he doesn't love me back. Yeah I know he likes me, but he didn't even know if we're dating. I don't know if we're dating.
       She squeezed my shoulders, holding me as we stood in silence. Everything is alright. I think.

        "George?" I said peaking into the guest room. He turned around and gave me the same look he's been giving me for months now.
      "Can we talk?" I asked. He nodded taking a sit in the lounge chair beside the closet. As I shut the door I began to untie my heart.
      "Look, I like you George. I think I love you. You're there for me, and you can be an ass at times. But you're a good, good for me." I said.
   The silence ate at my heart, it completely devoured it. He just sat there, he didn't react. He said nothing and did nothing, he hates me.
        "Well I love you." He replied.
"You're acting like I never did, some times I get a little emotional because of how much it hurts. The thought of losing you hurts." He added with a smile on his face.
       "Great"

If anyone is still here, I hope you know I'm gonna fucking finish this! :)