After meeting Why Don't We in an interview for her YouTube channel, Christina Marie and Corbyn Besson starts to catch feelings for each other. But will it be happy ever after if she finds out one of Corbyn's secrets and someone is desperately trying...
Christina's POV Instead of escaping from Los Angeles, I decided to stay. I don't know why. Perhaps I was too afraid to adventure out of my comfort zone. Besides, I didn't want to drop everything just because of someone I barely even knew.
So I decided to lock myself inside my apartment. I've not gone out for days. Instead, my friend, Angi has been running around like a headless chicken doing all my errands and grocery shopping for me.
After a few days away from the internet, it made me realise how much I actually needed a break. I didn't need to stress about editing another video or how my followers might unfollow me if I didn't post a new photo soon. I felt free and calm for once.
"You okay?" Angi appears from the kitchen, carrying a bowl of popcorn. "You seem deep in your thoughts."
"I am." I say, scratching my head. "I just I don't know what I'm doing with my life at the moment. But I'm really enjoying it." I reveal. She nods and smiles. "Thank you for being here for me."
"That's okay. You know...you can just tell me if you want me to beat her up and I will." Angi states, referring to Megan.
"No, it's okay. I don't need anymore trouble from her." I sigh. "I just really appreciate you doing this for me."
All of a sudden, the doorbell rings. My heart starts racing. What if it's Megan? I glance at Angi who gives me a reassuring look.
"I got this, you go in." She says, heading to the door. I stand by my bedroom door where Megan would not see me.
Angi adjustes her hair, takes a deep breath and opens the door.
"What do you want?" She immediately asks. "Wait, what? Corbyn?!" She shouts his name, probably so that I could hear.
What the hell? Why is Corbyn here? I am so not ready to see his face. After all he has put me through, he decides to just show up at my front door. What the fuck?
I lean a little bit forward so that I could see him. He was wearing the cutest jumper and some white sneakers. He had a great taste in shoes, I've got to admit.
"Hey um..." He scratches the back of his name. "And you are?" He holds out his hand, wanting to shake Angi's.
She glances at his hand, rolls her eyes and folds her arms. "Angi, friend of Christina's. The girl you had to put through misery because of your one-hell-of-a-bitch-girlfriend." Angi states. I snicker at her phrase. Oh my god, she can always make me laugh.
"Right." Corbyn smacks his lips. "I came here to apologise. Is she home?" Corbyn looks around in the house and I quickly jolt backwards so he doesn't spot me.
"No, she's not." Angi stands in front of him so that he doesn't look around any longer. "She's out of town." Angi lies.
"Do you know where she is then?" Corbyn asks, getting a little impatient with Angi's attitude towards him.
"No. But I know, that she doesn't want to see you so there's no point in looking for her." Angi claims.
"Really? She said that?" He whimpers, and I notice his shoulders drop as if all hope he had has disappeared.
Angi doesn't reply to his question. "Even if I did know where she was, I wouldn't tell you." She smiles, sarcastically.
He brushes his hair through his blonde quiff. For a second, I wanted to come out of my hiding spot and run into his arms. I wanted to fix everything. I hated to run away from my problems but it seemed as though that was the only solution.
"When you see her again, can you please tell her I came? And that I really need to talk to her? Please, I just need a word with Christina." He pleads. Angi pauses for a moment and rolls her eyes. "Just promise me you'll tell her that I came."
She lets out a heavy breath. "Fine. Will you leave now?" She asks, sarcastically.
He nods and stares at the door for awhile and the insides of my apartment, as if he was looking for something, as if he knew that I was inside.
He sighs, turns his back and leaves. Angi shuts the door and turns around just as I come out of my room.
"OH YEAH. You've got to admit, I was damn good at lying." She claims.
I let out a small laugh. "Yeah, you were."
She notices that I was down and instantly sits next to me on the couch. "Please tell me you didn't just fall for him all over again."
"I don't know, Angi. He's different." I shrug.
She sighs. "Well I can't tell you otherwise, he seems like a good guy. Just remember how he made you feel a few days ago." She pats me on the shoulder. "You can have your deep-thinking session again while I go shower." She says, standing up.
"It's about time!" I shout.
"I hate you." She mutters, jokingly.
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