Stalking a rapper (lil peep Fanfic)

Chapter 1- the start of a bad habit

WARNING: SENSITIVE TOPICS/TRIGGER

Y/N's POV-

everyday, every second, every minute, every hour i check my phone for something new from him. "a concert.." he is going on tour once again and he is coming to my city "i should get more film." concerts are perfects events to get pictures of him up close especially after the show. "Y/N!! Come downstairs for dinner" my mom..a hard working women but not a good person over all. "on my way down.." i leave my room and head downstairs for dinner with my so called family. "so y/n how was school?" why does she care all of a sudden...? I shrug and don't respond....there is silence for a while until the door bell rings "ill get it" mom rushes to the door and opens it slightly...i cant make out who it is. no matter he walks in like he lives here. "Mom who is this..?" she looks at me and her smile quickly fades.."Mind your business! Go to your room Freak!"...I do as i am told and go to my room and quickly lock my door. "God she is a pain...never mind that now i need to get more film for the concert next week". after i finish my homework i head to bed...

Lil peeps POV-

i announced a new tour for this year cities are already selling out really quick. but there is this person that no matter what time of the day or where they are always there "y/n..." always the first like the first comment the first in line, i can tell they are in college they always have some sort of logo on,this tour i am determined to find her and tell her everything....

Y/N's POV-

i wake up the next morning..there is no noise "Hello?.." No response, i walk downstairs and see my mom passed out on the couch "Tsk..of course" i cover her with a blanket and take her car keys "Ill be right back ma.." i go back up to my room and get dressed and pack my bag. "I should have enough money for Film.." i finish getting ready and i head back downstairs. i check on my mom one more time and i head out to my nearest art store. 

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I end up at a local art store and i ask one of the employees for film "e-excuse me um..do you sell film here for Polaroid cameras..." the worker pointed to one of the aisles, i thanked him and went to the aisle and grabbed all the film i could afford. I walk up to the register "Just this film please" the cashier ringed me up and made some small talk "you're a photographer huh?" i nod "i suppose so" she bagged up the film and handed me the bag "have a nice day dear" i smile slightly "T-Thank you" i leave the store and start to head back home 

END OF CHAPTER 1- START OF BAD HABITS