"Do you really think we'll see him? And even if we do he'll have too many girls on him" Jazmine was driving the car. And me...well I was freaking out over my makeup. What if it was too extra. Or not enough. She wanted to see lil Pump because he posted that he'd be there in the audience but I don't know.

He seems like trouble. I'm going for someone else.

"I don't know about him Jazmine. What I do know is my makeup is stressing me the fuck other and you're not helping!"

Jazmine shot me a look of being annoyed. Okay I get it jaz.

I plugged my phone into the aux before the next 30 minutes were my death sentence. There was this one song.

It was stuck in my mind.

Witchblades.

By Lil Peep.

I sang along to it and jumped around in the car. If only I could hear it in person.

Once the song began to fade out Jazmine snatched my phone from me.

"What the fuck jaz you're driving!"

"So I'm not tryna listen to this ear rape."

"And lil pump is any better?"

"That's my husband of course he is"

I had to laugh. Apparently she didn't care about social media very much. Or she didn't pay attention. Because that's definitely szas husband. Poor sza though.

Jaz smacked me on the head. I shot her a death glare. The fuck.

"What's so funny silvi"

"He's married to sza is all" I smiled like lil skies does with his cheesy ass grin.

Jaz shrugged and we basically sat in ear rape city for the rest of the drive.

"Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang" I covered my ears. The sound was repulsive. And squeaky as fuck.

"Turn that shit off" I said screaming over the speakers on full blast. Jazmine decided she didn't hear me. Oh thank the God's we're here.

We pulled up to coachella and I jumped out of the car. You crazy if you think I'm finna listen to that shit. Oh hell naw.

"ESKETIIIIIIT". I rolled my eyes and slowly looked to the right of me. That didn't sound like a song...oh no.

That dude pump was just standing there. Dancing to his own songs. Jaz couldn't move she was star struck. Hah dumb bitch. Couldn't even make a move. Pump did that little sideways high-five and fist bump handshake before walking away. Jaz clearly pissed off. I looked at her then pump.

I mean yeah she definitely don't have a chance but she could make a friend...maybe. she got out of the car and ran after him. I chuckled. Time to go find me peep. I checked his gram a couple times until finally I refreshed just in time to be the first to like his newest post. He was by the food. Time to go for it.

I ran because I'm not dumb and I had vans on instead of heels. Oh thank God. He was alone. I had my phone unlocked today because...you never know. He a single guy.

"Peep!" I said waving at him as I walked closer. He waved back. Oh my Lord he's a nice guy. He smiled. And his smile...I wanted to melt. His hair and my hair matched except mine wasnt shaved. Yeah I was dedicated.

"I'm loving your hair shawty" I blushed. I couldn't help it. If your favorite rapper just complimented your hair you would too.

"Th-thanks I like yours" that was stupid of me the fuck.

He shook his head and laughed. I wonder why nobody was swarming him...oh lil pump. Yeah he's a show stealer.

"You're goofy" I mean I'll take it as long as it's from peep.

He pulled me into a hug. His arms wrapped around me just above my ass.

"You're cute girl. What's your name"

Oh that's...I just wanted to pass out. Out of all these girls. He talking to me. He actually hugging me.

"Sil-silver. But you can call me silvi." He brushed the hair out of my face.

"I like silver. It's unique. My name's just plain old gustav"

I shook my head. Our eyes connecting.

"Definitely not basic"

"Well I'm not really doing anything here, you wanna go do something else with me?"

Gustav...the real lil peep just asked me out.

I think the fuck yes.

I shyly nodded and he kissed my cheek giving me another cheesy grin.

He laced our fingers together and lead me towards the v.i.p parking lot.

"Follow me"