i toss and turn trying to find a comfortable place to stay in. i have been sleeping this whole day, now the time i want to sleep i can't. just my luck. i feel my droopy eyelids covering my burning eyes caused by the ac facing my upper half of my body..i wake up from what felt like a hour sleep and start to walk to the kitchen. i hastily look for what seems like a breakfast. after i give up, i make myself a bowl of lucky charms. my anxiety rushes back to my body after i think about meeting the boys. the way i'll have to look into corbyn's bright blue eyes, the eyes that hurt me. even though he abandoned me, i also did the same thing back. i blame myself, i don't even think i can imagine my life without all of them.
i look down to see that i finished my cereal. i walk to my room grab my hairbrush, that all the hair on it can create a mini teddy bear. as i heat the water up, i grab my towel and all my bathroom necessities. i strip from my clothes and place them on the toilet cover. once i enter the shower the hot steaming water hits my back causing me to arch my back and run to the other side of the shower. i rub my back and mutter a few curse words under my breath.
i rush back to the water and turn the knob a few, which turns the water warm. the beads of warm water hit my back and i instantly relax. my mind wanders off to rethink everything starting from the first day we talked. i even thought about the little things like the times he accidently touched me or the times he smiled at me.
i'm in love... let's just hope it stays like this.
my mind also wanders to me and daniel's time. i really do feel horrible about everything. he didn't deserve any of that shit. i really am a horrible person, why did i turn out like this. after my very long shower that included a lot of singing and thinking, i get ready for this talk about.
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i took in deep breaths and walked inside peeking through the window looking at the crowded booth. every emotion that anyone could ever had hit me like a fast, speeding truck. i make no progress trying to walk through the doors of the diner. the butterflies in my stomach rapidly fluttering, my arms fly straight to my stomach to try to contain them.
as i open the door that holds the problems that need to be discussed, the bell chimes alerting everyone that someone came in. i look over to the boys table to see that all their heads popped up facing me. i immediately look down, and cover bare arm with my hand. i walk to their booth as much as i wanted to say something, the only word that came out was 'hey'.
i raised my head looking directly in the boys eyes, most of them are as huge as my poop after chipotle. It's a whole storm up in there. but corbyn's eyes were bright and big. i dragged a chair placed it on the side of the table.
"the fuck...." zach tilted his head. i tilted my head to mimic him, he raised one hand up and i did the same. he brought one hand to my face and pinched it."the fuck...." i repeated. i grabbed his hand and pushed it away.
"sorry, just had to make sure it was you." he stares at me in disbelief. i stand up from my seat and started to speak up.
"i'm sorry, yes i'm a bitch. i already know, i ran away from my problems. i abandoned all of you, i left. i'm sorry." i let go of a breath.
corbyn smiled and opened his mouth to speak but then close, as if he wanted to change something he was going to say. "no, we're all sorry. we didn't believe you, we didn't care. chloe masked us from you, she wanted to replace you, and we almost let that happen." he sighs.
"daniel and corbyn , i'm especially sorry to you two.i love you two - wait what am i saying." i pause.
"i love all of you." i let out a true smile.
"ok, so can we blame this on chloe." daniel asks.
"duh." jonah laughs.
"you guys don't know how hungry i was through this. i was trying my best contain it." zach grabs a menu and reads over it.
"let's eat!" jacklaughs.
"wait, we can't forget the kids menu for zach." i joke, which caused everyone to laugh except zach.
"you think you're so funny, fuck off." he fights a smile.
"no cursing in public" corbyn laughed.
"catch these hands, corb."
"zach...buddy, you can't fight." jack patted his back.
" i hate all of you guys." he smiles, while striking his bad finger at us.
"ok, that's great. but food." jonah points at the menu.
"yes please." i laugh.
"i want ice cream!" daniel and jack yelled at the same time.
it's amazing how something can change so easily. maybe that's what happens when it's meant to be.

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Wait, Who Dis? || Corbyn Besson
Fanfiction"New phone, who dis?" "Wait, who dis" • In which a boy texts the wrong number, and ends up in a tornado of feelings . corbyn besson didn't know any better, 'till he decided to keep on texting the 'mystey girl' that had a name that involved carrots...