❛ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 ❜ - cmb

𝟏𝟗, 𝐨𝐡 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞

third person.

corbyn sighed as he laid on his bed. he had recently come home after visiting trinity at the hospital. he pulled his phone out and there were many messages from his mom. like over twenty messages.

he rolls his eyes and changes the contact name to chris<3. while opening the phone app to call his girlfriend, he adjusts his shirt. today at the hospital trinity and corbyn got a bit carried away. not as far but there were a few hickeys here and there.

three rings later christina answers the phone with a huge smile on her face. "corbyn! hi, my love!" she cheers from being excited to talk to her boyfriend.

"hi chris." corbyn greets the girl with a small smile.

"how come you didn't answer the phone?" she questions, placing the phone down on her desk then she started to adjust her hair while looking in the mirror.

"oh uh, i was busy with school." he answers with a mini nod. "ms.callie just loves torching us." he rolls his eyes to make his lie believable.

"that's so true." christina says as she applies her blush on the sides of her face.

"yeah... anyway, how was your day?" corbyn asks his girl as he fiddles with the hem of his shirt.

"it was very good actually!" she beams, "we were picking out some outfits for models and oh my god there was this guy and he was so fucking funny."

"oh." corbyn blurted out. "a guy," he mumbles.

"yeah and- wait corbyn." christina interrupts herself from speaking. "i love you. he's just a friend i promise." she assures him.

"so were the others." he whispers while rolling his eyes.

"corbyn, really." she states.

though she did seem genuine about this one, corbyn always knew how it ended. the guy becoming for than a friend then the whole i'm sorry, i didn't mean it. then back to the honeymoon phase.

"whatever. what else happened?"

christina continued to ramble about her day but corbyns mind kept bringing himself back to trinity.

on his mind was constantly trinity, but right now it was so wrong. he was with his girlfriend and was thinking about the girl he's been sneaking around with. how low can he be.

"corbyn?" christina waves her hand over the phone, trying to catch the boy's attention. "corbyn? corbs! hello? are you listening to me?"

"what? yeah. yeah, i'm listening trinity." corbyn snaps out of his thoughts.

"trinity?" she furrowed her brows. "who's trinity?"

"what?" oh fuck me.

"trinity, corbyn. you said trinity." christina's heart dropped as corbyn continued to pretend he didn't know anything.

"did i?" his voice went high pitched. "i don't- no, i didn't say trinity i- i said chris. yeah, er i said chris. i don't even know a trinity..." he chuckled nervously.

"oh." she sighs softly and grabs her mascara then applied it. "trinity, daniels sister?" her eyes flickered from her phone, seeing corbyns face flushed, then back at her mirror.

"oh so that's her name. i never knew that. haha, wh- what are the odds of that." corbyn gulped hard.

"sure." christina spoke dryly. "i should get going." she puts her makeup away.

"i thought you had until six...?" he furrows his brows.

"i forgot we had to help camila with the stuff." she gets up while holding her phone in her hand. "i'll call you later. maybe. if i'm not wasted then i will."

"o- oh okay." corbyn murmurs. "i'll talk to you then. or whenever."

"yeah." she hangs us.

corbyn hits his head, "fucking idiot. only you would call your girlfriend another girls name. only you. only you!"

"relax, you'll give a concussion." ashley, corbyns sister, joked as she walked into corbyns room.

corbyn rolls his eyes for the millionth time today. "what do you want ash?" he asks the girl.

"twenty bucks?" she sent him an innocent smile.

"fuck no." he shakes his head. "for what anyway?"

ashley huffs, "please corbyn. i need new shoes to go with the new green shirt i got yesterday."

"nope." he gets up from his bed and unzips his backpack to start doing some homework.

"please... or i'll tell mom your going out with trinity while dating christina." ashley smirked lightly as she crossed her arms over her chest.

corbyns head snapped her way. "you have to mind your own business ashley." the girl only placed her hand out flat with her palm facing the ceiling. he took out the money. "i'm serious," he told her before giving her it.

"yeah, yeah, whatever. just know, you're a really shitty person for that." ashley put the money in her back pocket of her blue jeans. "does trinity know about christina?" he shook his head no slowly. she scoffed, "really shitty." then with that she left her older brothers room.

"yeah... i know."

stars short convos —

she knows, and i know she knows...

i fucking love this book bro