(ZACH'S POV)
"The view is amazing." Corbyn smiles as we're all standing in our hotel balcony.
"Thank you, I know I am." Jonah speaks up.
"I'm the prettiest view though, you're just like the entree dish while I'm the real dinner." Jack argues.
"You all are crumbs off of my full course meal." I announce.
"Good thing I'm the restaurant then." Daniel sighs in relief.
"Daniel, remind me not to piss you off." Jonah laughs, looking back at Daniel.
"Sure, what times should I set the reminder?" Daniel asks.
"Whenever I piss you off 'o clock."
"Okay, a reminder for each minute of the day it is." Daniel shrugs, taking out his phone.
"DO YOU HEAR THE SHOTS BEING FIRED?!" I yell, jumping on the balcony.
"MY BOY, NO-MERCY-DANIEL!" Jack yells out.
Daniel only laughs and goes to hug Jonah-- who had his mouth gaping open, expressionless.
Corbyn was laughing, attempting to comfort Jonah by patting his shoulder.
"Daniel's about to throw some hands." Corbyn announces.
"Jonah, how are you feeling?" I ask, walking up to Jonah while holding up my invisible microphone.
"Do I even feel?"
"Daniel, you broke Jonah." I accuse, pointing at Daniel.
"H-hey, he started this!" Daniel reminds us, which was mostly true since Jonah did bring up the topic.
"Hurt, betrayal." Jonah mumbles, then breaks into laughter as he tackles Daniel into a hug.
I'd like to have a happy end to my night, too, but first I'll stay with the boys for awhile then call Gia later.
As if he knew my thoughts, Jack speaks up asking, "Zach, have you called Gia yet?"
"Not yet." I answer, looking down at my pocket that held my phone.
"You need to call your lady." Corbyn adds on, and Jack nods in agreement.
"'My lady' will be called soon." I assure them, using their term.
"Yeah, will be called by her second man." Jack scoffs, laughing at the end.
"Doesn't bother me." I tell Jack, but we both know that I'm lying.
It would, in fact, bother me if she got closer to another guy while I'm gone.
She isn't even mine to begin with, so there is nothing I can truly do if it were to happen.
I would only smile as she told me the news, and force myself to be happy for her.
Stop it Zach, that won't happen.
"It's okay, Zach. Christina took a few months to finally confess her underlying love for me." Corbyn smiles.
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