words i didn't say ~ cmb [COMPLETED ✓ ]

ch. 10

songs i listened to while writing:

-roses - the chainsmokers

-youth - troye sivan

-pied piper - bts

-really really - winner

-euphoria - bts jungkook

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"w-what?" i spluttered. live with corbyn and the why don't we boys?

"yeah! it's actually a good idea! you can go to college, hang out with the boys and i, and choreograph in la," he smiles brightly.

well, it's definitely a suggestion... but should i take it?

"thanks, i'll give it a good thought," i respond, giving him a small smile.

"so... you like these girls?" he asks.

"uhh, duh. it's the boppiest bop i've ever heard," i rave.

"can you teach me the choreography?" he asks.

"sure!" i say, restarting the song.

we dance for hours, me teaching him how to do the dance to his own song.

--- 2 hours later---

i restart the song for the final time.

"you sure you want to try this again?" i ask, giving corbyn a funky look.

"y-yes," he responds, doubled over, catching his breath.

i throw him my water bottle and he takes a sip and sets it aside.

we start dancing and finally, we dance in sync.

by the end of the dance, he's left breathless.

"that w-was a pretty good dance," he takes breaths in between each word.

"thanks," i say, grabbing my bag and walking out.

"WAIT," I heard corbyn yell from inside.

i smirk and run down the street.

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i walk into the besson household.

"honey! i'm home!" i yell.

after all of ashley's teen drama, i've noticed that she forgives people overnight so i'm here.

no response.

i hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

"hey azalea, ashley is at the wharf right now," jordan tells me, walking into the kitchen, looking in the fridge for something to eat.

"thanks jor jor!" i yell, halfway out the door.

i run the half mile down to the wharf and see ashley eating a sandwich with maya, sitting on the edge.

i run up to them and sit down next to maya.

"hi," i sigh, out of breath.

"can you believe the nerve corbyn has?" maya tells me.

"what did he do?" i ask, confused.