Beautiful hate (Joji x Reader Insert)

Chapter 31- Joji POV

             We got back to the hotel room early, we decided to skip the after parties and to just chill. I still couldn't believe the kiss. My heart started beating faster thinking about it.
           It was just a kiss, I've gotten hundreds before, but never from a girl who's entwined herself so complexly into my emotions. A part of me could help but feel almost empty knowing that she only did it for the reaction from the fan base.
           Even if it were for the wrong reasons, I would have taken that kiss a million times.
          Spending time with her basically at my side all day only started building up and strengthening the crush I had started forming on her.
          It might have been one of the best days I had in a while. I got to learn so much more about her. When I'm with her, it feels like she can make even the most boring situation a party. She never stops laughing and finding the joys in a situation, even if it's at someone else's expense. Everything seems to be in good fun to her.
         I couldn't help but find myself smiling whenever I thought of her. Every time I looked over at her sitting on the floor, it felt like my eyes were glued to her. She sat watching Rick and Morty next to Ian, who was explaining the premise of the show to her.
         I wish I could talk to her smoothly like how Ian can (never thought I'd be jealous of that faggot). I over think anything I want to say to her and I constantly mess up.
         I've talked to thousands of girls without any issues, I can get them to fall for me with eight words. Something about her made my flirting skills crippled. That fucking cunt.
        I got up and sat next to the pair casually, I made a remark on how it was my favorite episode, to which (y/n) gave me a light smile.
        "Joji?"
         "hm?"
         "Do you still hate me?"
          Don't mess it up like last time, Joj. It's just a question, that you know the answer to.
          "Yeah, you dumb cunt"
          shit.
          "Love you too George."
           She looked up at me with a big smile, she knew I didn't mean it. She knew she had me trapped. She knew she was right about me not being able to dislike her. She knew I was starting to like her a lot past what she intended. She knew.
            I just wish I knew how I could make her mine.