The First Text (A Why Don't We Fanfiction)

CHAPTER 17

{Side Note- Sorry y'all, I've been busy but here's a long chapter that I think y'all will enjoy. Please continue to tell your WDW friends about this book and to vote for it if you want. Until the next chapter xo)

I finally eat my food because the boys have noticed that I haven't eaten any.

Once I digest it all, I feel a bit better.

I'm going to focus on ignoring my feelings today and just going to focus on having a good time.

God knows if I'll be able to stop myself from being tempted by Zach though.

He's such a flirt.

And goddamn Jack too.

This is such a mess. But ignoring my feelings will for sure get rid of them.

"Ready to go?" Daniel asks all of us.

We all mumble yes and we head back to the car in order for us to drive to Central Hollywood.

In the car, I'm focused on looking out of the window. Not going to involve myself in the conversation at all. But mine and Zach's knees are basically touching. Like oh my god.

I'm trying to hold back a grin though as my feelings are starting to show through again but I'm trying to stop it.

I look at Zach but he's engrossed in a conversation with Daniel. Thank god.

"Yo El, do you like D&B?"

I get snapped out of my thoughts by Corbyn asking me a question that I don't know the answer to.

"What the hell is that?" I ask.

Corbyn face-palms and Jonah says "told you bro".

I look at them confused.

"D&B means Drum and Bass" explains Corbyn.

"Oh, I think I've heard of it. Put some on."

All of the boys look at me. It makes me feel anxious.

"You sure? It's not really... enjoyable music."

"Are you kidding Zach? It's freaking awesome." Corbyn answers him back.

"Put it on!" exclaims Jack.

The driver puts it on.

And I regret it.

It's not that it's bad. It's just really intense and loud.

Really loud.

All of the boys jam out to it though and they even record some stuff on their stories, telling me to hide. Again.

They get crazy and they turn up the music louder.

I start to feel the beat in my heart.

Fuck. It's actually hurting my ears.

I yell at Jonah to turn it down and so he does.

The boys look at me with concerned faces but I assure them, I'm fine.

"You didn't like it?" Corbyn asks me, faking a sad face.

"I mean...it's not my cup of tea."

"What is your cup of tea of then? Music wise?" Daniel asks me and most of the boys turn to look at me.

This is the only conversation happening in the car right now and I musn't fuck it up.

"Oh...you know. You guys, Guns 'n Roses, Imagine Dragons, a bit of Frank Ocean."