You worked on the song with the boys and went to dance. When you got home you felt disgusting. You just spent 3 hours sweating. All you wanted was to get in the shower. You walked in and saw Jack on the couch kissing a girl.
Mads: "Im ho- Oh sorry jack, continue-" You looked away quickly and went straight for the stairs.
Jack: "Hey Mads wait."
You turned around to face him.
Mads: "Yes Noodle-"
Jack: "I want you to meet someone. This is Gabbie, Gabbie this is Corbyns little sister Madelyn."
Mads: "Hi-"
Gab: "Hi! Its nice to meet you!"
Mads: "Look Jack, Gabbie, I don't want to be anti-social or anything, but I just got home from dancing for three hours... I really want to go take a shower."
Jack: "Okay, the boys went to get dinner, they should be back soon."
Mads: "I could have made something..."
Jack: "They wanted chipotle again so."
Mads: "Okay then. Well you can continue what ever was happening, I feel disgusting."
You walk up the stairs into your bedroom and shower. You hear the door close. You assume it was the boys but you didnt hear voices. It actually got really quiet. You realized Gabbie had left so now it was just you and Jack in the house. You finished showering and put on some black spandex shorts and a big hoodie. You walk downstairs into the kitchen and grab a water.
Jack: "Please tell me you have pants on-"
You lift up your hoodie and show your shorts.
Mads: "Chill, stop acting like Corbyn."
He threw his hands up and shrugged.
Jack: "I think the song is coming along well. Your parents will like it. So will Corbyn."
Mads: "Well, my mom will."
Jack: "What about your dad?"
Mads: "He's uh.. not into that kind of music.."
Jack: "Well what does he like then?"
Mads: "I-I'm not sure."
You sat down on the couch.
Jack: "Why do you never talk about your dad?"
Mads: "I just, don't live with him.."
Jack: "Oh.. did your parents get divorced..?"
Mads: "No.."
Jack looked at you confused.
Mads: "Can we just.. stop talking about it.."
Jack: "Uh, yeah sorry. How about... the boys. How do you feel about them?
Mads: "Jonah is like the wise old man. Its kinda great." You smiled.
Jack: "What if I said 2 of the 5 may or may not have a crush on you?"
Mads: "Zach? I know. Im not stupid. He ain't good at hiding it."
Jack just laughed.
Jack: "Well dang he really thought he had you." He smiled
Mads: "Well if he didn't, he wouldn't be blushing at me." You smiled back.
Jack: "Yeah but I said 2 out of 5 not 1."
Mads: "Yeah I have no idea.. they are a lot better at hiding it then Zach."
Jack: "Dani likes you Mads."
Mads: "What? Dani?"
Jack: "A lot..."
Mads: "Well uhm... what if I kinda like them both back..."
Jack: "I mean, do you?"
Mads: "I- yea- no- I don't knoww, I have spent the most time with them out of all of you but to be fair its also been four days. All I have is they are cute. I can't say much else because I don't know them that well."
Jack: "So, spend time with each of them, and figure out which one you ACTUALLY like. Im gonna be honest, I would pick Daniel. Zach can be kind of a Jerk sometimes, but ya know, 16 year old hormones."
Mads: "WHATS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN" You pretended to be hurt and you made your voice crack on purpose.
Jack: "SORRY- 16 year old GUY hormones."
Mads: "Thats better-"
You and Jack just chilled on your phones until the boys got back with food.
Dani: "Heyyyy Madelyn's home!"
Jonah: "How was dAaaAnceee?"
Mads: "It was good we worked on some contemporary and Lyrical stuff. My front aerial kinda sucks."
Zach: "Whats that-"
Mads: "Remember that cartwheel with no hands I did?"
Zach: "Yeah?"
Mads: "Its that but more like a front walkover with no hands."
Zach: "OHHH."
Jonah: "Hey mads we got you a chipotle bowl."
Mads: "Thanks."
You grabbed it and you all went back down to the studio to work on your song. Things were coming along nicely.
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Baby Besson
FanfictionMadelyn is Corbyn Besson's little sister. With Corbyn getting together with his band Why Don't We, Madelyn is invited to live with them because she can't part with her older brother Corbyn. Little did she know his band mate was gonna be cute... But...