Beautiful hate (Joji x Reader Insert)

Chapter 39- Joji POV

We all stood in front of the hotel, luggage in hand. We all wished our goodbyes, and promised to meet up again soon. The feeling of leaving my friends left me empty inside.
I glanced down at (y/n) to find her already staring back up at me. I pulled her into a tight hug and planted a quick kiss on the top of her head,
"You promise me you're going to text and call me right? We're going to hang out and chill? Have a pizza eating competition like we talked about?"
"George! Yes of course! Now let go you're getting too mushy for me I can't take it!" She laughed.
I didn't listen, I just held her tighter, not wanting to gamble on whether or not our kiss meant anything to her or not.
I finally let go, and we all went our separate ways, (y/n) and I to our cars, Ian, Max and the rest to the shuttle back to the airport.

The ride back home was a long and lonely one. I almost hit three different cars on the way back, I couldn't pull myself out of my mind. All I could think about was how much better the drive would've been with (y/n). Me behind the wheel, her blasting music from both the radio and her lungs. Us getting into deep talks about the world and past memories as the only thing that illuminates us are the passing light posts and radio keys. Stopping at different rest stops for different snacks in the middle of the night.
I wanted to spend all the time in the world with her. She got me, and I, her. I could be my genuine self around her without a thought in the world. It seemed like a lot to say for someone I had only spent a weekend with, but I felt too deeply connected to her to have to rethink my attachment. I could feel it in my soul that it was meant to be.
It was three in the morning by the time I got back to my apartment. I strolled through the old door, joints tight, eyes tired.
I kicked off my shoes
Dropped my suitcase
Collapsed onto the couch
And turned on my camera.