I had to go home later, so I got into my car and drove there. I walked in to find the lights on. I put my keys in between my fingers, and started walking slowly.
I heard a noise in the living room so I picked up a knife from the kitchen. Bitch I'm prepared.
I walked into the living room and looked around. No one was there, I turned around and saw a tall figure.
"Hey baby bear." Ethan smiled. I screamed and swung. He ducked and grabbed my arm.
"What the fuck do you want me dead?" He asked. I sighed. "Bitch don't fucking do that. You scared me."
He rolled his eyes laughing. "Says the one with a foot long knife." I put the knife and keys down.
"Next time fucking tell me you're coming." I mumbled as he hugged me. "Don't swear that much." He earned and I rolled my eyes.
"Where were you anyway?" He asked. I grinned. "With the guys. Umm.. I have to tell you something..." I said and he narrowed his eyes.
"No no. It's not bad... it.." we sat on the couch. "So umm.. there's a guy. He- I like him and he asked me out. I said yes." I smiled to myself.
"What no." He shook his head. "What? Ethan what do you mean no!?" I asked in disbelief.
"Who is it?" He asked. "It's Corbyn. Just don't go and.." he cut me off. "I'll make sure he's a good guy. I'll do my job better than Sherlock." He raised his eyebrows at me.
"What? He is a good guy. Don't scare him away." I said and he took my hands into his.
"I won't. It's my job as a big brother. I need to do it well." He explained and I sighed. "Fine. But if you do something over the top then I'm not even kidding, I'll kick you out of the country."
He nodded and hugged me. We pulled apart and turned on the tv. A movie came on and we watched it. I laughed at some funny parts but soon fell asleep.
I woke up in the morning and Ethan had left a note.
Gone to see your boyfriend. He better be good. Don't bother coming either.
I sighed and put the note away. I walked into my walk with in closet and picked up some olive lace shorts and a silk olive v neck. I smiled at the mirror and put my hair in a bun.
Then I went downstairs to the kitchen and picked up an apple, turning on my phone. I had like 5 messages from Corbyn.
Corbyn🤓 : Help. Your brother is destroying my brain.
Corbyn🤓 : I don't know how to answer half these questions.
Corbyn🤓 : babeeeeeee helppppp😭
Corbyn🤓 : Evie I know you're sleeping. I respect that but help.
Corbyn🤓 : help.please. Help. What do I say?
Evie👑 : I'll be there in a few😂•
I put on a black sweater dress and white converse, walking to my car and driving to the guys' house. The rest of the guys were out to breakfast apparently.I walked straight inside to find Ethan asking Corbyn random questions, and Corbyn just looking lost.
"How did you ask my baby sister out? When was it? What are your intentions?" He asked and Corbyn couldn't answer.
He looked over at me and sent me a pleading look. I chuckled and Ethan looked at me.
"What are you doing here?" He asked. "Saving Corbyn." I rolled my eyes laughing and fixing Corbyn's hair.
He just smiled down at me the whole time. "I haven't finished asking." Ethan started again. "Well he's finished answering." I snapped at Ethan.
"Go home." I laughed at him and he sighed, hugging me and walking out after shooting Corbyn a glare.
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Pinky promise me||Corbyn Besson
FanfictionWhen Evie, an 18 year old gets stood up, a wrong number is all it takes for 5 new friends and a dream to come true..