☆ Jonah's POV ☆
Im not saying it in front of Zach but I'm going to beat Corbyn's ass. He is not allowed to do that, Zach is mine. I might as well just go up to Christina and kiss her. Wait, they're still together. Christina doesn't know. I could tell her, and ruin their relationship with just a few words. But as long as Corbyn stays away from Zach I shouldn't say anything.
"I'm going to the bathroom," Zach said getting up and walking to the other room. A few seconds of akward silence passed until a ding interrupted. A notification. I grab my phone out of my pocket, not mine. I then realized Zach's phone was left on the counter we were sitting on. The screen lit up and a message from Corbyn appeared.
Corbyn - hey im sorry for last night idk wat i was doing
It made me really mad. To the point I wanted to smash it on the ground.
Corbyn - i know jonah will be pissed, let him be mad i can handle it
He knows about us? Did Zach tell him? Are we just not hiding it well?
Corbyn - im really sorry
I kind of felt bad. But he knows better not to do that to someone. I soon heard someone walking down to the kitchen. Corbyn. I wanted to mess with him a bit. "Hey, Corbs," I say giving him a death glare, with a small smile. He just walks past me with a scared look in his eyes. "Hey Zach said you were down here crying. You okay?" I said forcing him to look at me by walking in front of him. He didn't make eye contact though. I stepped closer to him, his back pushed up against the cold metal fridge. "I... um," he was stuttering. He knows what I was referring to. "Jonah! Where are you?" I heard Zach yell from the other room. He walked into the kitchen, glared at me, and ran out. I soon heard sounds of faint cries.
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