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That night I couldn't sleep. My thoughts were all over the place, Eben was snoring, and Bea couldn't stop kicking me in the shin. 

So that's when I decided to get up and go on a walk, I could use the night air anyway. It probably wasn't a smart idea, going outside in the dark alone, considering it was almost 3 a.m. But I wasn't alone. I had just made it to the elevator when I turn around and someone called for me.

"Anslie, where are you going?" It was Jonah, of course. "To get some fresh air, I can't sleep." I answer. He quickly gets into the elevator before it closes. 

"Yeah, me either. You really shouldn't go out there alone." He says, a tired smile playing on his face. "Not really alone now, am I?" I tease.

"You look like you need to talk." 

I didn't mean to, but I nodded. 

"Alright where I saw this IHop down the street, maybe we could go there and get some food and talk?" He suggests. I nod and slip my phone into the pocket of my pajamas.


We were a sight to see, two teenagers in pajama bottoms and t-shirts walking into IHop at 3am.

"So what's up?" Jonah asks after we order and receive our drinks. He had a cup of coffee in his hands and was sipping on it as we spoke. 

"Did you know about Corbyn and Christina?" 

Jonah's face falls and he sits his mug down with a sigh. "The guys and I had heard about them but we didn't really think anything serious was going on between the two of them, why?" 

I shrug and take a sip of my hot chocolate, "Just curious. I told Corbyn we should be friends today, he seemed upset but I don't know." 

"He really likes you, y'know? Like I haven't seen him act the way he does around any girl, ever, not even Christina." Jonah said. 

"I just wish he would have told me before I got so deep in feelings." I shudder. Jonah lets out a light chuckle. "Yeah, those suck." 

"Ooh, who's the lucky girl who has captured Mr. Jonah's heart?" I wiggle my eyebrows totally getting us off the topic of Corbyn. 

Jonah blushes and shakes his head, "It's not a girl actually." 

I stare at him with wide eyes, "Oh, I didn't know, I'm sorry." 

Jonah smiles and stares down at his drink, "No one really does, only close friends and family." 

I give him a reassuring smile, "Well thanks for telling me, Jonah." He nods and glances around the empty IHop. "If I tell you who I have a crush on will you promise not to tell anyone? Not a soul alive knows, not any of my band mates, not Eben, not even my family, though I'm pretty sure they all have an idea on who it is but that's beside the point. I haven't actually said it to anyone." 

Nodding, I hold my pinky out to him. "I promise." Our pinkies intertwine and we both break out into grins.

"Okay," Jonah breathes, "I really like Zach." 

I couldn't help but let out a squeal. Jonah hushes me, but I still quietly freak out. "Zonah! Yes! I've shipped it since day one. For once my ships actually sail, I'm actually going to cry, forget my boy problems Jonah you gotta tell me everything." 

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