When I Met You 💙

Chapter 4 (Kyra)

Corbyn asks the group to huddle. While they are talking about some boy band stuff, I go to clean their dirty laundry.
When I come back all I could hear was this:

"Have your answers ready by tomorrow! 'Why Don't We' on three. One, two, three!" Corbyn says.
"WHY DON'T WE!" They chant.
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"Corbyn, can I talk to you for a minute?" I ask. I wanted to tell him I'm done with all of my maid chores so I can go.

"Yeah, what's up?" He asks.
"I think I will be able to go on that date with you." I froze.
Did I just say 'date'?!?
"Ok, do we need to buy you an outfit?" Corbyn stays calm like the word doesn't even exist. He grabs my waist. I look at his hands.
"Um...yeah... I think so." I stumble over my words. He kisses my forehead. I look back to see if anyone was looking.
Oh! Thank God! Only the boys were no one else! At least... I hope no one else.
When Corbyn walked back in the studio. He was smiling and the boys were patting his back. Probably congratulating him.
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Corbyn and I get ready for our date.
"Hey, uh, is this...good?" I ask, shyly. He stares at me, trying to decide.
"Oh my gosh... I don't know! How about you try the other outfit?" He suggests. I go back in the changing room. I put on the other outfit. I walk out slowly as if I was on a runway.
"I think this is the one." I say. I smile. We buy the outfit I chose and go to the shoe store next. I beg him to buy me Adidas NMD's.
"Please???" I hang on his shoulder even though he's the same height as me.
"What?" He smiles, looks at me and asks.
"Can you please buy me these white and blue NMD's?" I ask. They are white all over with a light light and dark blue little part on the bottom rubber edge.
"Maybe... but what shoes do you want to wear for out date?" He asks.
"I don't know! Buy me short boot heels. Light brown!" I say.
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Friday comes around and Corbyn prepared a really cute surprise for me.
"Look at us! We could paint a perfect picture. About us! From your head to toe, I'll fit ya." He sweetly sings. He holds a red rose in his hand and approaches me slowly to the beat of his song 'Something Different'.
"Aww! Corbyn!" I blush. He looks at me, gives me the rose and plants a soft kiss on my forehead.
"We better get going. I don't want to upset our Uber driver!" He says. Uber driver? He plans a cute date and gets an Uber to take us to Starbucks?? Why would Corbyn stoop so low?
"Oh, ok." I try to stay calm. Before I walk out, Corbyn tells me to put a blindfold on.
"What's this for? It's just an Uber." I ask.
"You'll see... ok... you can take it off now." He says. I take off the blindfold and what I see for our ride, it's BEAUTIFUL!!
I have NO words!