strangers - corbyn besson

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brooklyns pov
at the restaurant
"so why do you live in the city?" corbyn questioned as he watched me eat my food. it was awkward, but he made it easier to deal with.

"i was going to college, but i just graduated."

"so you're 21?"

"yep."

"so am i."

"why did you just move here then?"

"music."

"you sing."

he nodded. almost in an ashamed way.

"i bet you have an amazing voice."

he smiled and took a bite of his food.

at brooklyns apartment

we laid on my bed, spaced away from eachother, and turned a movie on.

as the movie played i felt myself get closer to corbyn and i wrapped my arm around his waist. i laid my head on his stomach and closed my eyes.

"do you want me to stay here overnight?" he said in a low, soft voice.

"please." this was unusual for me, but i felt safe with him.

"alright."

he laid down and wrapped his arm over me, covering us both with a blanket. i slowly moved my hand to his head and twirled his hair. he kissed my forehead and we both went to sleep.

a month later

everynight was the same, corbyn would come over to watch a movie and we'd fall asleep together, occasionally we would go to a restaurant, never his apartment. but i loved it. corbyn never tried anything with me. i like this man. he's different.

the next week

"hey gorgeous." he greeted me as i hugged him when he walked in my apartment. he didn't stay at my apartment last night or the night before, im not sure why but i missed him.

"hi corbs. i missed you."

"i missed you more." i smiled and grabbed his hand.

we went on a walk through the park after getting dinner.

"i think your phone is ringing."

"shit hold on." i grabbed my phone and answered.

i hung up the phone and looked up at corbyn.

"the publishers accepted my offer." i smiled and hugged him.

"no fucking way." he pulled me away and looked into my eyes. "im so proud of you brooklyn." our lips slowly met and our lips moved in sync.

"do you wanna go to a party with me tonight?" he said as we pulled back.

"sure, should i go home and change?"

"no you look good."

at the party

me and corbyn sat down and he handed me a drink. he just got water.

"do you not drink."

"not anymore."

"anymore?" his face got red when i questioned him. i immediately dropped it.