Since we were going to be staying in the same town for two shows we got a hotel since staying in a bus kinda sucked. Jack and Corbyn haven't fought since that night I got the idea Corbyn liked me. I don't know if I really believe or not though. I still refuse to believe someone actually likes me.
The hotels nice. It over looks the beautiful city and all the tall buildings. I don't know how we could afford this. It was so unnecessary yet...necessary.
"I claim this bed!" Said Corbyn flopping on one of the king beds. There was only three beds, so only one person could sleep alone.
"Well I'm taking this bed." Said Jack claiming the middle bed. "Corbyn wanna share with me?"
"Uhhh." What? He wants me to sleep with HIM?
"Jack kicks you won't wanna sleep with him." Said Corbyn.
"I-Sure. How do you even know that?"
"Long story. Now come on we need to get ready."
I didn't know if I believed him or if he made it up so that I would sleep with him but I went with it anyways because Jack didn't say anything.
We took showers and got dressed then went downstairs where we had to be escorted by bodyguards to the auditorium.
The show went as usual. The crowd was loud.
We decided to go out for dinner tonight since we would be staying in a hotel. We went to a pizza place and ate before we went back to our hotel.
Back at our house, I would sleep on a blow up mattress and Corbyn and Zach would sleep together. But this time, I would be sleeping with someone. Not just anyone though, Corbyn. Corbyn Matthew Besson.
I didn't want to sleep in just my underwear so I put on actually pjs. But I didn't wear a shirt. I'm not that crazy. I brushed my teeth and went to our bed, lucky Corbyn wasn't there yet.
I got into bed and pulled the covers over my head, willing myself to sleep. I heard Corbyn come to bed eventually and I peeped at him.
"Tired?" He chuckled.
"Yah." I said and rubbed my eyes. I was tired. Corbyn didn't say anything after that. He looked over at me sometimes. I was so tired but I just couldn't sleep. Maybe because I was sleeping next to Corbyn...
But why? It's not like I like him...
I think I must have been accidentally staring at Corbyn because I heard him say "what?". I looked away quickly and turned on my stomach so my face was in my pillow. I heard Corbyn giggle softly. His laugh was so cute.
That's the last thing I remember thinking about before I drifted off to sleep.
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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!" ...
