Why Don't We Just Love (Book 1) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 9

I grabbed my duffel bag and put a new set of clothes for the next day.
By answering Jacky's phone, Corbyn crossed the line. He only made Mark more mad at us and he was going to plan something to hurt us even more. I grabbed my charger and walked to the living room.
"Are you ready?" Jonah said. I nodded grabbing my favorite Why Don't We hoodie from the hall closet and putting it on.
"Wow you look good in our merch."Jonah said. I blushed and gave him an awkward smile. I wasnt really used to compliments.
"Here let me help you with your bag." Jack said, grabbing my duffel bag. I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"You have a cute smile." He complimented.
"Thanks."
"Lets go." Jacky said as she walked out of her room. She wasn't mad at Corbyn anymore. She had calmed down and forgiven him easily. We walked outside and saw Mark's car parked in front of our building but Mark was nowhere in sight. I frowned. He was planning something I could feel it. We got into the black SUV and off we went to their house. I yawned as we drove up the Hollywood Hills.
"Tired?" Jack asked. I was sitting between Jonah and him. I nodded. He put an arm around my shoulder. In the outside, I seemed like I was not affected by this but I was really just fangirling on the inside. I could feel Jonah tense up beside me. I ignored it and let my head fall back into Jack's arm. I closed my eyes and thought about everything that happened. This night had been so crazy. It went from waiting in line to meet our favorite band to getting thrown hot tea all over ourselves in front of them and then to hanging ou with our favorite band and now going to their house to have a sleepover at their house. One night can seriously change your whole life. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing you know I was being picked up and taken out of the car by some strong arms. I opened my eyes and hit the person with my elbow. I hated being carried. Like Jacky, I was self conscious. I wasn't used to being carried or being complimented because I had never really had a real boyfriend.
"Ow" Jonah yelped as he put me down.
"Sorry Im really paranoid." I said.
"She is." Jacky agreed getting out of the car. We both looked in front of us and our jaws dropped. Their house was huge. It was the size of our apartment building.
"Home Sweet Home" Daniel said, walking inside. The inside of the house was just as gorgeous as the outside.
"Do you girls like it?" Zach asked. I gulped and nodded.
"You guys seem really tired. We'll give you a tour tomorrow. Here let me show you where you will sleep." Daniel said,gesturing for us to follow him.
"So we all have separate rooms and we don't really have guest rooms because you know we're five guys so you're just going to crash in two of our rooms."
"I'll take Jacky in if she doesn't mind" Corbyn said, raising his hand. Jacky nodded and followed Corbyn upstairs to his room.
"Karen why don't you stay in my room? I have a bed big enough for two." Jonah said.
"Sure." I shrugged.
"Im going to put your bag in my room." Jonah said. I nodded and followed him up the stairs. He opened the door that led to his room. His bed was three times bigger than mine. The walls where white and there was a door leading to the bathroom and another one leading to I assumed was a closet. There was a small notebook sitting on top of the night stand and a small sofa in the corner. He had a huge plasma tv hanging on the wall. Overall, The whole room was nice and tidy. He placed my bag on the floor. I grabbed my charger from the bag.
"The plug is right behind you." He said, walking to the bathroom. I plugged my phone in and took off my old converse.
"Corbyn's room is across from here Just in case you want to see your friend" Jonah said as he came out of the restroom with his shirt off. He was struggling to put a white tshirt on. My eyes widened and I quickly looked away and took off my hoodie. He walked over to turn off the light and then he slipped under the covers. I decided to do the same. A huge space was left between us, which i didn't mind.
"So tell me about yourself, Karen." He said, breaking the silence.
"What do you want to know?" I asked, staring at the ceiling.
"How old are you? Where are you from? What do you do? What type of music do you like?" He turned his whole body and faced me.
I did the same thing because I didn't want to be rude by not facing him. I could feel him staring at me.
"Well, im Karen. Im 17. I just graduated from high school a couple of weeks ago. I was born and raised here in LA but my parents were born in Mexico. I take online psychology college classes because I want to become a Psychologist. Im going to transfer to a University as soon as I earn a little more money. My favorite type of music is pop. And yea.."
"Wow."
"I would ask you to tell me about yourself but you're famous and when you're famous mostly everyone knows everything about you."
"I might be famous but I'm still a regular person. I'm as normal as you are." He stated.
"That's true." I shrugged, wrapping my arms around. He stayed silent. I wonder what he was thinking. Had he fallen asleep that quickly? The sound of his breathing was the only thing that could be heard.
"Good Night Karen" he whispered a few minutes later.
"Good Night Jonah" I whispered back, closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep.

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