After talking and getting to know Christina a little bit she and Corbyn headed out so they could spend some alone time together. Jonah and I went to his room and laid down on his bed. No, we didn't do anything wrong we just wanted to be alone for a little while. Away from all the talking and commotion.
I was lying down on Jonah's stomach with my arms wrapped around his waist. Jonah had his arm wrapped around my shoulder playing with my hair. It's not that we didn't have anything to say or it was too awkward, we just didn't want to say anything. As we lied in the silence Jonah was going through comments on Instagram. He goes through the ones on my page, his page, and the whydontwe page.
"Do you want to tell the fans?" Jonah turned his phone off and place it next to him sitting up a little bit. I sat up with him and leaned my head on his shoulder.
"About what?" I knew what he was going to say, but honestly I didn't want to.
"About us." I thought for a moment. I've already seen how brutal they can be. They didn't even know me and they were calling me a whore and a slut for dating Jonah. I hadn't told Jonah that some of them got to me.
"I mean- I don't know. . . Your fans are really brutal." Jonah wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me towards his body. He kissed the side of my forehead and rubbed my arm.
"It doesn't matter what they say. None of it's true."
"I know, it just makes me feel bad. The names they call me. It honestly gets to me."
"What are they calling you?" I heard a slight anger, but mostly sympathetic tone in Jonah's voice.
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't mean anything." Jonah looks at me and is about to say something then thinks about it for a second.
"Just tell me if something's wrong okay? I don't ever want to see you upset."
"I know."
"So, do you want to tell them?"
"Yea. I think we should."
I grab my phone and open Instagram after sending Jonah the picture of me kissing his cheek. He posts it on his page with the caption:
It's Official. <3 Ilysm Chelsea. The literal light in my life. I mean look at that smile.
I posted the picture of Jonah kissing my cheek with the caption:
Official. <3 Ilysm Jonah. You have no idea how much I love this adorable weirdo. He makes me smile like no one else can.
I knew that the hate would start rolling in so I decided to turn off the notifications for a few hours.
Jonah
I truly love Chelsea. I just haven't told her yet. I'm too afraid. After I posted the picture of Chelsea kissing my cheek I stared at it for a while. Chelsea got more beautiful by the second. I turned my phone off and looked at Chelsea. She had finished posting the picture of me kissing her and as soon as she put her phone down I jumped on top of her.
"Jonah what are you doing?" Chelsea said laughing. I smile at how cute she is. My legs were on were on either side of her and my hands on each side of her head.
"I don't know. . . having fun." I smirked at Chelsea and leaned down connecting my lips with hers. Chelsea was surprised, but then synced her lips with mine. It felt so natural kissing her. Our lips fit so perfectly together. I rested my elbows on the bed still kissing Chelsea so my body was right up against her. Chelsea wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened the kiss. Chelsea had flipped us over so she was on top of me.
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We were making out for about 3 minutes until we heard the door open. We quickly pulled apart and turned our heads towards the door.
"Yo, Jonah we got-" Zach had walked in looking at his phone. He looked up at us and stopped his sentence," Am I uh- intruding on something here?" Chelsea laughed.
"No you're not. I had to go anyways. I promised Brendan I'd hang out with him." Chelsea had gotten off of me and we were both standing talking to Zach.
"Okay, well Jonah we gotta go for rehearsals. We have a talk show and one more show before we go to San Diego tomorrow morning." I nod signaling Zach to leave. He takes the hint and winks at me before shutting the door.
"Do you really have to go? Can't you come with us to the talk show? People are going to ask about you." I say wrapping my arms around Chelsea from behind her. I rest my head on hers and we sway back and forth.
"Yea, one reason why I don't want to, but I still can't I gotta get ready before Brendan gets there."
"Why are you afraid of them asking you questions?"
"Just read through the comments on the whydontwe page. A majority of your fans hate me." I knew it was true. They were calling Chelsea a slut or a whore for dating me. I wanted to reply to those comments, but I didn't want them to get to me. I guess they've gotten to Chelsea. I hate that the fans can't be supportive and notice that it's my choice. I chose to like Chelsea. I chose to love Chelsea. I chose to ask her on a date. And I chose to ask her to be my girlfriend. Everything beyond that point was her choice, yes, but everything leading up to it was mine. I turn Chelsea so she's facing towards me. I take her hands in mine and stare her straight in the eyes.
"It doesn't matter what they say about you, okay? The only person that matters is me. And you know what I think about you?" Chelsea looks up at me with sad eyes," I think you're adorable, sweet, smart, beautiful, loving, kind-hearted, and just pure perfection. That's what you are. I've honestly never met anyone like you Chelsea. I've loved every second of being with you. I feel so comfortable around you, like I can actually be myself. Where I can just be Jonah. Not Jonah Marais from Why Don't We. Thank you. Chelsea I-I" Chelsea connected her lips with mine giving me a long lasting kiss," I love you." I finally say. I felt so relived to have actually said it. Chelsea's hands are over her mouth and I can see tears welling in her eyes. She wraps her arms around me sniffling a little.
"I love you too." I felt the biggest smile on my face appear and it wasn't leaving anytime soon.
