Meant To Be... (Corbyn Besson X Reader)

Chapter 2

Me: I CALLED IT!

Corbyn: Called what?

Me: I SAID U ONLY HAD THE DOG TO PULL A STUNT, AND I WAS RIGHT! Also, do all of the band aids in ur pocket have ur number?

Corbyn: nope just that one. And wow. U really get punctual-ly mad don't u?

Me: Should I not? Oh and also punctual-ly, yeh, not a word.

Corbyn: Is now!

Me: The...

Corbyn: What?

Me: what's ur last name?

Corbyn: Besson.

Me: The Besson Dictionary.

Corbyn: Seriously. That was ur joke?

Me: Not very good. Why does ur name sound familiar?

Corbyn: Does it? No clue.

Me: R u originally from California?

Corbyn: No, Texas. But I lived in Virginia before I came here.

Me: oh then I don't know. I guess u just look like this kid I knew.

Receiving Call From Corbyn.

I answer it.

"Who's this kid I look like now?" Corbyn asks.

"Hi Corbyn, So nice to hear from you too," I say sarcastically.

"Y/n we were just texting," he laughs, "And the Besson Dictionary?"

"I was funny in my head. Ya' know, like Webster's dictionary, but for a Besson." I say embarrassed.

Corbyn laughs again, "Your attempt was funny, the joke, well, it was okay. Now back to the kid." His voice got really serious.

I start laughing because of the mood change, "Right, the kid," I say trying to impersonate him, "I think it was a kid who's parents owned the lake house next to my cousins house. He was short, or at least as short as a thirteen year old is, he had light brown hair and green eyes."

"Oh my...l," he sounds shocked, "I think that was me. Was it down in Wisconsin?"

I nod my head. I realize he can't see me so I say yeah.

"You're a Y/L/N?" He asks.

"Yes. Besson! I remember now," I scream.

We're both laughing. I'm so glad I know now where he's from. Now it won't bother me. Then we just started talking about everything that we did together. Turns out I wasn't off earlier when I said he's probably around my age. He's only a year older than me.

"You remember when I would always chase your cousin Karen around the house?" He says.

"Yes! You had the biggest crush ever on her," I told him.

"Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking. We acted like we were seven, obviously I fell for the wrong..." he gets quiet. I hear noise in the background and shuffling, "I have to go. Well I'll talk to you later. Bye."

"Bye," Then he hung up.

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Yeah, yeah. I know it's still trash. I'm sorry, okay? I don't even know why I started this Fan fic. Maybe I'll go back and change stuff later.
Oh and you should all go follow Karen because she's real, but not my cousin. k_lara290