Instagram ➳ Jorbyn Messon

zero.seven

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Jonah woke up with excited, stress, and yet, worry.

He told himself that Corbyn might think he is weird. That Corbyn would think that he is a freak for being a fan that is a boy.

He pulled on a Black long sleeve with a small checkered part on the sides. He pulled on some black ripped jeans too.

Him and Corbyn had discussed that since they both live in California, they would meet at a certain coffee shop. He sighed, fixing his hair before looking in the mirror.

That's when Christina burst through his bedroom door. Jonah jumped, clearly unready for her to barge in.

"Christina!" he whined. "What?" she giggled.

"Do I look bad?" he asked. "No, you're fine," she smiled. "What if he doesn't like me?" Jonah looked at her, worried.

"Jonah listen to me," she said in a demanding tone. Jonah looked at Christina. "You look fine, and you will be fine," she smiled. Jonah nodded his head.

"okay," he smiled.

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Jonah walked into the cafe and waked up to the counter.

"Hey there Jonah! The usual?" the cashier, or his best friend Hannah, smiled. He nodded smiling. He gave her five dollars as she placed his drink on the counter.

"What are you here for?" she asked. "I'm meeting a boy," Jonah smiled at her. "Oo! Who?" she asked, smirking. Jonah blushed in return. "Someone," Jonah said as he walked off to a table for two.

Jonah sat their, sipping his coffee. Until, the bell on the cafe door rang. He looked up only to see the one and only, Corbyn Besson. He gulped as Corbyn smiled at him and walked over.

Hannah also came over to wish him good luck with the boy. She looked at the mysterious boy, who had just arrived.

"Is this who your meeting, Jonah?" she asked. Jonah nodded. Hannah looked at Corbyn.

"Listen, you better treat him amazing or i'm gonna cut your ba—" Jonah cut her off. "Okay, okay! Go back to work Hannah!" he smiled awkwardly, pushing her away.

Corbyn laughed as they both sat down. "Overprotective friend, I see?" corbyn asked. Jonah's heart melted. He nodded, not wanting to seem weird already.

"So," Corbyn leaned forward, setting his elbows on the table and his hand on his hands, "tell me about yourself."

"Well you see—" Corbyn drifted off. He was so amazed on how adorable this boy was. He nodded and smiled when the boy would ask if he was listening or not. His favorite part of his speech was his rambling and his stuttering at some points.

Corbyn fell in love.

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ahhhh.

aaahhhh. 😂💕

- Jayden R.