You're Not So Perfect | Corbyn Besson ✔️ (ON HOLD)

Chapter One | Moving Boxes

THIS BOOK IS A SEQUEL SO IF YOU JUST CAME HERE WITHOUT READING BOOK 1, IT WONT MAKE SENSE! And go read Noahs side of the story, unplugged by dazzlingfandomsx

January the fourteenth, moving day... again.

I groan picking up a box labeled 'Kelsey' before lugging it into a room closest to the top of the stairs. "Need help with that?" Corbyn asks me as he places a box of his own down on his side of the double bed in the middle of the room. I shake my head.

"Don't worry bean, I'm fine," I smile kissing his cheek and putting the heavy box on the floor. He nods and heads out of the room to gather the last of our boxes from the Jeep outside.

Now you might be asking yourself, am I moving in with the boys? The answer to that question is yes. Yes I am moving in with the boys along with Noah. (Obviously, I never leave that girls side, what're best friends for right?)

Now, if I'm correct, the last time you all heard from me was New Years 2017. I guess nothing much has changed from then. Mom and dad are still together and going along with life nicely, Mason has moved out and now lives with his girlfriend in an apartment of their own in the city centre of Toronto, and my little puppy Blue isn't so little anymore. Him and Nugget get along just fine which is good since they're both living with the boys and I in Los Angles.

Speaking of the boys, this year is going to be very eventful for those goons. The Invitation Tour, including their Europe Tour, oh and they have a new song coming out written by the man Ed Sheeran himself.

This should be a good year.

I walk downstairs to the sound of someone skipping nearly all the songs that were playing on the Bluetooth speakers in the living room. I hear the start of Icon come on by Jaden Smith before it gets skipped to another song.

"Guys, decide on a stupid song would you?!" I shout at whoever was skipping all of the songs on the playlist.

"Okay okay sheesh, calm your tits," I hear Jack state. I roll my eyes walking towards Noah and Daniels room. I knock on the wooden door and lean against the doorframe.

"Do you guys need anything from the supermarket?" I ask.

Noah places a box down and smiles at me. "I'll come with you," She says. I nod and enter the room, looking at how they were planning to decorate it. There wasn't much to it since everything was still packed in boxes though. Noah's phone vibrates, and she takes it out before she reads the message. "Norman said can we come up for his birthday."

"When's that?" Daniel, who was opening some boxes asks.

"May sixteenth," She says.

"I'm pretty sure that's a Europe date," Daniel says. She sighs and looks down at her phone. "Tell him to come to Europe?" Dani suggests.

"I'll think about it because he may get hu-"

"Noah..." I mumble.

After that miracle of Norman walking again, the doctor said somedays he may experience leg pains and some sort of brain damage. With Noah being the overprotective sister she is, she gets worried that he'll hurt himself, and frets over him a lot. Every now and then I have to remind her that he's growing up, and that means he needs to get some experience in this big world.

"Sorry," She sighs. Daniel walks to Noah and kisses her cheek, passing her purse to her.

"We need fruit," He says.

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I stroll around the drink isle as the song Lost In Japan by Shawn Mendes gets played softly through the supermarket speakers. Noah was behind me, steering the shopping cart that held our food in it for the next week or so.

I come to a stand still in front of the juices and stare at all the different types along with the prices. When it comes to shopping, I'm like my dad. It needs to either be on sale or it has to be cheap as chips.

After awhile of scanning the drinks, I finally pluck a few bottles of apple juice from the shelf before turning to see that Noah was nowhere to be seen.

Great.

I walk out if the isle I was currently in and look both ways for Noah, as if I was looking both ways before crossing a busy road. The supermarket was obviously full since it was a late Sunday afternoon and everyone was doing their grocery shopping for the upcoming week ahead.

While looking for Noah, I find myself in the candy isle. It was full of colourful wrappers, and many children stood staring at them with hungry eyes. I take a step forward and pick up a bag of Twizzlers, before staring at it, contemplating if I needed it or not.

One packet wouldn't hurt... I've been moving all day and I need sugar to help my poor soul after all that hard work I've done today.

I smile smugly to myself, and head towards the fruit area hoping to find Noah. Finally after what seemed like forever my eyes fall upon her familiar brown hair... along with another familiar face beside her.

That's when it hit me. "Arthur??"

Once I had made it to the shopping cart that Noah was holding, I throw the drinks and Twizzler packet in and stare at him with my arms folded over my chest.

"Okay, so this is my queue to go, right?" Arthur mumbles. Noah nods her head. "Talk to you later," He waves sprinting down the isle before disappearing. Noah's eyes catch mine and I stare at her blankly.

"Why on the world was Arthur talking to you?... and why is he still in LA?" I ask.

"He just showed up, weird right?" She lies starting to push the cart down the isle. I stare at her, silent for awhile. "I will explain at home..." She mutters giving in.

"Does your boyfriend know?" I ask, arms still crossed.

"No.."

"At home you tell us... all."

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Shit it feels good to be back! I missed y'all and trust me, this book has got some juicy stuff in it ;) if y'all ever have any questions about anything, please feel free to ask as well :)

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