love means nothing • {c.b.❕d.s.}

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I HAVE TRUST FUND BABY ON REPEAT AND MY MOMS GETTING ANNOYED.

HELP.

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the rest of the car ride was quiet but, corbyn can't get daniel's words out of his head.

"you're actions speak louder."

what the hell did i do?

he's been agitated for the rest of the ride and when he pulls in to the drive way, he quickly pulls his keys out of the ignition.

flings the door open, and slams it.

by the time corbyn's trying to find his house key on the porch, daniel hesitantly opens his door.

he steps out slowly and waits for the corbyn to open the door, but with daniel watching him...it takes him longer to find the key.

he quickly becomes anxious when he can't find the key.

the key chain soon slips out of corbyn's hand and the aggravation comes right back to him.

daniel is still standing in the drive way. He seems scared to get closer to corbyn as if he's gonna bite him.

he bends down and quickly takes notice to the key and unlocks the door.

but before opening it he whips around to face daniel who is still in the drive way, clutching his phone.

"do you have something to say?" he barks and daniel flinches before quickly shaking his head.

corbyn hadn't meant to sound so angry but those words keep racing around his mind and it makes him angry for some reason.

"then stop standing there and come on" he says more calm this time as he holds the door open for daniel as he jogs up the drive way.

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"you can take a shower if you want" i mumble as a fall on the couch like a rag doll.

"which bathroom?" daniel asks lazily as he stands in the door frame awkwardly.

"upstairs, the second door on the right" corbyn says as he begins to scroll the instagram.

he watches daniel go up the the stairs slowly, "there's a light switch on the wall, if you need it" corbyn quickly says.

daniel clicks the light on and makes brief eye contact with corbyn.

corbyn flickers his eyes back to his phone.

a lot of picture, most likely they were all took by august, pop up in my feed as i scroll down.

i double tap a few that tag me, which happen to actually be more than there should.

i don't remember stopping too take pictures with this many people.

some of the pictures, i'm not even in...but i'm still tagged.

i get bored after scrolling through my feed, so i resume the episode of stranger things that i left off on.

↔stranger things season two spoilers↔

the episode is near the end and i yawn as i roll onto my stomach.

i pull up netflix on my phone and got right to stranger things.

i prop my phone up on the couch cushion and rest my head in my hands as i watch lazily.

for a second i can hear the water stopping before the episode finally plays.

↔s p o i l e r s↔

the episode comes up when the kids are all at the snowball.

when that bitch stacy wouldn't dance with dustin, i became a salty bitch.

"who do you think you are?" i mumbled as i held up my middle finger to the screen of my phone.

then suddenly mike and eleven kiss, and i'm reminded of daniel kissing me.

i quickly shake the thought from my mind, but soon the words are replaced with the scene of us kissing.

then i realize an important aspect of the moment.

"i didn't kiss back."

is that an action he's talking about? i was stunned and didn't even take notice to what was even happening.

i mean yeah, i knew his lips were on mine...but its like i blacked out and forgot how i was supposed to react.

the urge to kiss the boy courses through my mind all of a sudden.

"i don't even question the thought either."

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