corbyn's little sister // z.h

chapter 3

it's been a week and it's currently 5 am. the day i am leaving to california, i don't wanna live with five obnoxious boys, moms only doing this to get rid of me. i'm not stupid.

i had already packed the night before so i just put on some black leggings and a long sleeved jack and jack tour shirt. they are my favorite music group. i listen to my brothers but only when i am in a sad mood and miss my family being all doing and all that sappy shit. jack and jack makes me happy. i grabbed my headphones and phone as i slipped on my checked slip on vans and left my hair down straight, i walked down the stairs, opening my suitcase and making sure i also had my macbook then zipping it back up as i rolled it over to the kitchen.

mom was in the kitchen as she placed two eggos waffles on a plate, "come eat before you leave." i sat down at the counter and pulled the plate over to me as i picked up the fork and started eating.

as soon as i finished eating mom carried my suitcase to the car and i followed her out holding my phone and headphones plugged into my phone. i hopped in the car and put my seatbelt on as i closed my eyes and fell asleep the whole ride. "sweetie we're here wake up." mom said taping my shoulder. "oh okay." i undid my seatbelt and got out of the car grabbing my suitcase out of the trunk and closing it. mom got out to hug me, "text me when you land, i love you." and that was the last word i heard from her.

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as soon as i got off the plane i rode down the escalator to collect my luggage, i texted corbyn making sure he was on his way. he said yeah.

i went to baggage claim and grabbed my suitcase as i sat down in the waiting area waiting for my brother. i was scrolling though instagram as a familiar voice said my name and i looked up and my eyes widened and i smiled. "corbyn!" i stood up grabbing my suitcase and he ran to hug me, "i missed you sis!" he yelled.

i laughed. "i missed you more!"

"how you been, nah scratch that— mom told me everything. i'm sorry." he frowned at me and in that moment i bursted into tears and corbyn just hugged me tight, as i continued crying causing a huge scene. corbyn couldn't handle it so he carried me out to the car along with my luggage too. he set me down in the back seat as a fan came up to him and took a picture but i didn't even bother to look i just kept on crying. i couldn't stop myself. it was like my body was taking over. my brain couldn't do anything but cry.

corbyn got in the front seat as i cradled into a ball and he looked back a couple times on the way to his house. as we pulled into the driveway i didn't even look up, i just kept crying, everything was a blur. corbyn carried me inside and laid me on some bed in some room, probably the guest room. he then a few minutes later brought my suitcase in leaning it against the wall, he sat on the bed looking at me, i didn't even look up at him i just kept crying to myself burrowing myself in the pillow next to me. corbyn rubbed my back, which really really helped soothe me until my eyes began to stop and dry up. i looked up at my brother, he had blonde bleached hair, it looked good, mine was bleached blonde just like his. along with my mom having just natural blonde. i like having highlights. "are you okay now? sometimes crying helps." my brother spoke.

i nodded, "i- i think."

"wanna meet the boys? it might help take your mind off things, maybe we can go out to eat as well." he smiled.

"sure." i sat up and took a deep breath, making sure i wouldn't burst into tears again.

my brother smiled as i stood up with him and made my way down the stairs, woah this house is nice.

as we made our way to the living room there were two boys sitting on the couch talking.

"yo jack, yo daniel, this is my sister kelsea" corbyn said smiling as he shoved me towards them.