-Corey's POV
I was up all night re-thinking about what I said to Y/n.
I felt bad so I decided to go talk to her.-At your house
I got to Y/n's house. I parked my motorcycle. I knock on the door and her mom answered. "Hey um, of Y/n here?" I asked her
"No. She didn't come home last night." She said. I say goodbye and left. Where could she be I asked my self.
-Y/n's POV
I woke up and it was freezing cold. The door was wide open.
I'm guessing the storm got really bad.
My throat was hurting and I had a headache.
I climbed out the tree house and started walking towards to street.I saw a motorcycle and motion them to stop. It was Corey.
"Whoa, are you ok?" He asked stoping him motorcycle.
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Corey Cunningham - One shots - Imagines
أدب الهواةGuys this book is going to be imagines and one shots of Corey Cunningham. Stay tuned