Why don't We (Corbyn X OC)

I called dibs

Matilda was not what a lot of people would call normal.

She had been the smartest person in her in her grade for the majority of her schooling life and many teachers and students had said she had so much potential. They were right, but they meant potential in things like PhD's and receive other high achievements in her core subject. That was to easy for her, hence why she is living the enjoyable life she's living now.

She had quite a few quirks. The one that stood out most was her unbelievable fashion sense. She had on her signature knee high black boot with a slight heal, no more than an inch. A vibrant blue bandana that she wore with pride and was also part of the uniform of the burrito bar downtown. Lastly she had large, square rimmed, converse glasses that she didn't need and if anything on made her sight worse. That was about all she could wear without breaching the uniform code for 'smoking beans.'

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aFtER sHifT At jACks PLaCe

"Hia" Matilda greeted, sashaying into Jack apartment using the spare key he had given her and his other band mates. Jack grunted in response, slumped down in a couch that Matilda plopped down on not long after kicking her boots off.

"What's up with you grouchy?" she asked poking him profusely so he would answer.

"It's jus- Would you stop that!" Jack exclaimed cutting himself off, annoyed at his 'besties' persistent pokes.

"Hehe, sorryyy."

"Humph. Anyway, as I was saying I tried talking to manager today about coming out to the media as gay..."

"And?"

"and they denied my request again. It's so unfair, they keep going on about how I'll loose all my female fans and how that could leave a significant hole in the bands profit. They're so stupid. I mean I still love Taron Egerton and his straight. That doesn't stop me. If you found out Corbyn was gay would stop buying all his posters? and don't even deny it, I know you do."

"Fine but I'm not admitting to it either. And yes I would, if I did, buy his posters. His being gay wouldn't make him less attractive."

"Seeeeeeeee, why can't my managers understand that?"

"Understand what?" a voice called from the kitchen. Matti and Jack shared a look of uncertainty.

"Were you expecting anyone else?" Matti whispered over to Jack sinking further into the couch to hide her self from the intruder.

"No." Jack whispered back panicking while looking in the direction of the kitchen even though it was blocked by a wall.

"Oi! is someone going to tell me what's going on?!" the baritone voice called again, the footsteps of the person getting closer and louder.

"Wait a second. Isn't that-"

"Corbyn! you scared us." Matilda stated. "How did you even get in here?" she then queried slightly puzzled.

"Spare Key." Corbyn replied holding up his spare key for the two to see.

"It's for emergency's only!" Jack yelled annoyed at his band mate. Okay, maybe Matilda used it becaue sometimes Jack was to lazy to get up and open the door, but for his band mates it was only to be used for emergencies only.

"It was an emergency. I haven't seen Matti in ages." Corbyn huffed slightly crossing his arms and making his way over to the couch. Matilda couldn't help but drool as his bicep grew (flexed) as he was crossing his arms.

"Girl stop drooling. You're getting my couch wet." Jack complained shoving Matilda slightly before turning back to the other male. "How is that an emergency?"

"How is it not?" she scoffed, answering his question with another question. Jack rolled his eyes awaiting a proper answer.

However he soon forgot his question when Corbyn decided to make himself comfortable on his couch.

"hey! don't get comfortable, you're not staying long-"

"But I want to catch up with Mat-"

"No. You haven't seen her in ages, what's one more day? Besides I called dibs on her so your just gonna have to wait buddy." Jack informed, looking at Corbyn expectantly, wanting him to leave.

"Who called dibs on who?" another male voice inquired coming from the direction of the kitchen.