chapter 13

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It had been two weeks and everything was going pretty well, which scared Andrea because she was scared something bad was bound to happen.

Andrea was on her bed, texting Joba.

"carebearrrrr"

"yeshhhhh"

"i miss you bitchhh"

"me fucking too! it's been two weeks since i saw u </3"

"lets go stargazing! that's fun"

"yesh!!!!!!"

"pick u up at 10 carebear <3"

Andrea smiled down at text and squealed with happiness. Joba had to mix some tracks all week and plus they were spending a lot of time together, they wanted to do their own thing for a bit. But nevertheless, she was happy to see him.

Joba was pacing back and fourth in his room, clearly worried about something.

Matt was passing by and noticed this. He peeped his head through the open door and entered.

"Hello?" Matt asked shaking his hands in front of Joba.

"Oh hello, yes." Joba said returning back to reality.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Matt chuckled, snapping his fingers.

"I'm asking Andrea to be my girlfriend today."

"Oh, fuck. Well, y'all have been together. Don't stress so much."

"You're one to talk."

"Shut up, Joba. You know my situation is different."

"You like her."

"She sees me as a friend. Stop talking about me, this is about you. How are you gonna ask her?" Matt asked, patting Joba's back.

"While star gazing."

"That's pretty fucking cute."

"Uh exactly, it's just she never talks about these kinds of things."

"She probably thinks the same dude."

"Yeah, you're right. Thanks, Matt."

"No problem, everything's gonna be fine." Matt smiled, leaving the room as Joba grinned.

A few hours passed of Joba just mixing and played around with some beats. Andrea designed a few more pieces for some other artists.

Joba got ready and headed out to pick up Andrea. He was clammy and nervous but didn't know why. He knew Andrea liked him a lot but in his mind, he still felt like he didn't deserve her. She was everything he ever wanted.

He parked outside and texted her. A few minutes later Andrea walked up to Joba as he engulfed her in a hug.

She looked up to him and they kissed.

"I missed you carebear." Andrea said holding onto his jacket like the first time they kissed.

"I missed you too." Joba replied, kissing her again before they headed out to the park.

They got to the park and Joba put a blanket onto on the grass. There was some other people there doing the same.

They laid on it and Joba wrapped his arm around Andrea as she laid on his shoulder.

"This is so surreal, look at all the stars." Andrea said pointing to all of them.

"The more you stare at the sky the more stars you see." Joba said, smiling down at her.

"That's insane, let me try that." She said staring intently at the sky which made Joba laugh.

"The moon landing is fake. You agree with me right?" Andrea said out of the blue as Joba chuckled.

"Totally"

"Like the U.S Government? She's fake so the moon landing is fake!"

"Very true, we should try to go to moon one day. For real of course."

"For sure, for sure." Andrea laughed as she looked up at him.

Joba realized he had to just go out and say it. His expression showed all his thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Andrea asked as he shook his head.

"Um, nothing." Joba said looking down.

Andrea went to feel his heartbeat "Your heart is like racing."

"Oh is it? That's insane, crazy haha."

"Carebear, what's wrong?" Andrea asked, poking his face playfully.

"Do you wanna make this official?"

"Like a label?" Andrea said looking up to him.

Joba nodded nervously as Andrea was a few centimeters away from his face and whispered "Of course."

Andrea kissed him as he grabbed her face gently.

"So, our trip to the moon."

"We can hop between the stars!" Andrea laughed, smiling and pointing at the stars.

"Perfect." Joba mumbled before kissing the top of her head.

They sat down for about an hour, talking about nothing and everythig until they decided to go their local cafe to get boba.

They were surprised to find it open and ordered quickly.

"Joba boba joba boba" Andrea sang as they waited. Joba danced around to her song as she chuckled inbetween singing.

They got their boba and sat at a small  table outside.

"All You Need Is Love" by The Beatles came on in the outside speaker and Andrea smiled up at the speaker and back at Joba.

Joba started singing it softly as Andrea started to tear up and he twirled her curly hair.

"Uh, you really are a pisces" Joba mentioned laughing as she playfully hit his arm.

"Shut up and let me live."

They drank their boba happily, enjoying each other's company before heading back to the apartment. Alicia and Roy were playing video games and yelling at each other.

"Why are y'all still awake?" Andrea asked, dropping her keys on the kitchen counter.

"This idiot bitch started the next level and if we don't pass it'll redirect us to the beginning of the map." Alicia groaned, intensely fidgeting with the remote as she stared at the screen.

"I already said I was sorry!" Roy protested, not taking his eyes off of the game in front of him.

"It's really not that deep." Joba laughed, Andrea nodding and crossing her arms.

"Do you know how long-FUCK. Roy can you do your fucking job?" Alicia groaned, bumping his shoulder.

"Can you shut up so I can do my fucking job?"

"I wouldn't even be talking if you could do it in the first place."

"Shut up, I'm not even doing bad!" He yelled, his character dodging a grenade.

"These are the worst stats I've ever seen."

"Stop acting like you're that good."

"I got us this far!" Alicia defended, shooting three members of the enemy team.

"Alright, we're gonna head to bed so don't be too loud." Andrea started, getting interrupted by Alicia and Roy screaming loudly and jumping off the couch in triumph.

"We fucking did it. My poor wig." Alicia laughed, dancing excitedly.

"Shut up, good night." Andrea yelled, grabbing Joba's hand and retreating to her room.

"Jesus, she's really not joking." Roy laughed, wrapping an arm around Alicia. They said their goodbyes before Alicia crashed on her bed and fell asleep.

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