Corbyn was standing in front of me looking into my eyes.
"I like you Jonah."
"Wh-what?"
"Like I really really like you."
"Corbyn...I..."
Then he put his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him, kissing me. I kissed back, smiling.
"Jonah." He said, suddenly pulling away.
"What?"
"Jonah. Jonah. Jonahhhh."
"What? What's happing?"
"JONAH!"
I shot up, slamming my head on the roof of my bunk.
I cursed at myself and got outta bed, rubbing my head.
"You ok?" Said Corbyn. He was standing outside my bunk.
"Huh what? Oh uh yah I'm fine I just hit my head on my bunk."
"Oh no." He said and felt my head.
Uh...what is he doing?
"Yikes." He said and pulled away his hand. "Sorry about that. We need to eat breakfast now though."
I nodded.
"Oh, and uh, you might want to put on some pants."
I looked down at my underwear then back up at him, blushing.
He giggled and left.
What the heck just happened?
I pulled on some black pants and a shirt and jacket and went into the kitchen part of the bus. All the boys were sitting around a circle table and some person I've never seen was cooking something.
"Who's that?" I whispered to Zach as I sat down next to him.
"He's our personal chef."
"Personal chef?"
Dang who are we, one direction?
"I know. Crazy."
Daniel was sitting next to Zach, Jack was next to Daniel, and Corbyn was on the other entrance next to Jack.
I looked over at Jack. He didn't seem mad today. But he didn't seem he had any emotion to be honest. That's pretty typical during the morning for Jack though.
He must have saw me looking at him though because he looked over at me. I gave him a cautious smile. He looked away.
I heard Corbyn clear his throat and I looked over at him. He was looking at Jack though.
Oh no.
"Do you have to say anything Jack." Corbyn said, and crossed his arms.
Jack looked at Corbyn then at me.
"Nope."
"Nothing you'd like to say to someone...someone in particular?"
"No."
I could tell Corbyn was getting angry.
"Jack."
"I DON'T have to say ANYTHING Corbyn! Your not the boss of me!"
"Guys guys-" I started to say.
"Oh yah?!" Corbyn said slamming his hand on the counter, making me jump. "Well why don't we just SEE about that!"
"Guys stop!" I tried again.
"Yah right. Like you could fight-"
Corbyn punched Jack in the stomach making him hit into Daniel.
"Guys!" Daniel yelled.
I didn't even know what to say. I was speechless. Everything was happening so fast.
Jack pushed Corbyn making him fall of the bench and jumped on top of him and punch him in the face. Corbyn rolled over through crushing Jack and pulled him up and shoved him against the table.
"STOP!" I yelled, "STOP! STOP PLEASE!"
Our mangers has already ran in though and pulled them apart.
Corbyn's nose was bleeding and Jacks lip was busted.
What is actually going on? Why does he keep defending me?
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Not Me//Jorbyn
Fanfiction"What, no! It's not a date we just are are-" I Said quickly blushing like crazy. "Oh, suck it up Corbyn. He doesn't like you. It's so obvious." Jack muttered. I looked over at Jack shocked. "What? No! I didn't know you were asking me on a date!" ...
