ℭ𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩//Corbyn Besson//Sequel//✔︎

Chapter 2

"Is your body talkin'? 'Cause you don't know what to say. Do you do this often? Is it all just a game?" ~Corbyn Besson, Cold In LA

Is your body talkin'?

'Cause you don't know what to say

Do you do this often?

Is it all just a game to you

I'm wonderin'

Never seen this sort of thing

Am I the only one you came to see?

Corbyn's part. Internal squeal! I sigh and lean back into the bench, earbuds tangling around my arm.

"Ugh. Why do you have to be in love with that... bitch? He's not even as cute as me."

I feel warm tears trickle down my cheeks.

Fuck you... you... prick! That frustrating little dick! I find this girl, riding him, and now knowing he didn't even love me.

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What if Bean never comes up to me?

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I wipe my eyes, glaring at the trees, listening to my music.

It's hard to act like I don't think about you sometimes.

I should win an Oscar.

It was my birthday right at the end of the night,

It was the first time he hurt you bad and you cried,

Right in my arms fell to a million pieces,

Held you together

Girl, I know all your secrets.

Do you know how hard it is to be the one to fix you,

All you do is run back to the one who breaks your heart.

You're makin' this too hard.

I know I said I'll be your friend, but it's too hard.

Hard. It's just too hard.

I said I'll be there 'till the end, I know it's hard.

Hard. It's just too hard.

You keep runnin' back to him I know it's hard.

Hard. It's just too hard.

It's hard to sing along to songs that people sing when they're happy.

I should win a Grammy.

You block his number, and then you call me instead.

You give him distance, and then you sleep in my bed.

You say you miss him, and you go crawling back.

That's my mission, is to be here when you're sad.

Do you know how hard it is to be the one to fix you,

All you do is run back to the one who breaks your heart.

You're makin' this too hard.

I know I said I'll be your friend, but it's too hard.