━━━ 𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 y/n, a diligent overachiever; senior in highschool takes on extra shifts for her part time job, her goal? to flee to paris when she graduates. but everything changes when she meets her long lost uncle who happened to be the manag...
𝓘 didn't want this, I didn't want any of this— I repeated this to myself over and over in my mind, as I blankly ate with friends and my uncle, Surprisingly enough Robaire was here too. I take it back what I said about him not being a good actor, because right now he's doing an amazing job of blinding my uncle of all the mischiefs he's done.
I gloomily stared at the vacant seat where Z was suppose to be, Suddenly. I don't really care about what Robaire did anymore. I found myself worrying about a certain pineapple head with that stupid headband he always has on.
What he said really made me think.
What if I actually am in denial?
It can't be, Deep down no matter how much I'd hate to admit it to myself, I knew. That I've inevitably fallen for him.
I decided to tune in to what they were nattering about. Uncle Jonah looks a tad desolated—probably by the news that Robaire was leaving the band as soon as we go back to Toronto. But it also looks like Uncle Jonah was aware that this day was coming.
I sighed to myself, What a day.
I wasn't a big fan of what we're eating either, I haven't been here for that long but I'm already getting sick of the pasta. Italy must hate me, Nothing has gone right ever since we got here; I felt a tap on my shoulder, I craned my head to T wiping his mouth with a napkin.
"You okay?"
"Yeah." I nodded and pursed my lips to smile.
Uncle Jonah stopped mid-sentence noticing T and I talking, he cleared his throat to grab our attentions.
"Y/n. I cannot believe it. You'll be leaving for Paris soon. How are we feeling?" He sounded excited for me. And although I should be too—I wasn't too sure anymore about what I want for myself and my future. I faked a chuckle, as I fiddled with my fork.
"Really anxious but excited!" I exclaimed with faux enthusiasm. Wow. Soon.
My uncle then drifts the conversation to funny moments he's had with the boys to entertain my friends. I was just so out of it. How is it normal for them to just not have Z around? Why is no one questioning his whereabouts right now?
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