twenty-eight

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time skip 2 months (one week before tour starts)

it's been a hectic 2 months with the boys putting out new songs, and now leaving for tour in a week. sadly, i will not be going with them, but i'll be at a few of the stops.

i'm going to miss them like crazy, but i have plans for friends to stay with me at times and that's exciting.

corbyn walks past my room as i'm sitting on my window seat, playing on my phone. corbyn, the one thing that's been on my mind the most in these past 2 months. ever since that night where i heard what was said, i couldn't stop thinking about it.

yes we've all gotten closer, but corbyn and i have been spending more and more time together; of course as best friends, but i've begun to develop the same feelings for him. the tiny crush i used to have has grown into a massive crush, and i'm planning on talking to him today. better now then later.

i stand up, walk over to his room and knock quietly.

"come in!" he shouts.

i walk in and he looks up from the packing he's doing. he smiles and stands up.

"hey lills, what's up" he asks.

"uh i just had to talk to you about something." i say hesitantly.

"oh what is it?" he says, sitting back down.

i sit next to him and open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. why am i nervous? i shouldn't be, right? he feels the same way and i know it so i should just spit it out.

he raises an eyebrow as he waits for me to speak.

"i uh..i know you like me. i heard you yelling at jack the night him and i broke up. i know i should've told you sooner, but i needed time to think and process everything. but, i do like you too. i just wanna say that before you said anything." i slightly laugh at the end.

he doesn't say anything; he just stares at me.

he stutters a bit.

"corbs? please say something. anything at all?" i say.

he doesn't speak a word and speed walks out of the room. i sit in complete shock for a minute, until i heard the front door slam.

that's why i should've been nervous.  i stand up, slowly, and walk to daniel room. i knock and he opens the door.

"lills! what's up?" the ocean eyed boy asks cheerfully.

"i told him. i told him i knew, what i heard the night jack and i broke up and i told him i like him too." i say, hugging him.

he hugs back for a second, then pulls away.

"wait so what happened?" he asks very concerned.

"he didn't say a word and left the house." i say, tearing up a little.

"hey hey hey don't cry. i'm sure he just needed a little bit to think. he'll be back. it'll be okay." he comforts me, calmly.

"i cant just sit here and wait for him to come back. it's too stressful, i need to just get out of the house." i say.

"do you want to go get dinner then?" he asks.

"no, no i think i'm just going to walk around the beach. sit and think a little." i nod

"okay. text, or call if you need anything lills. i'll text you if he shows up." he smiles.

"thank you, daniel."

i leave the house and start walking, considering the beach isn't far from the house. i arrive shortly and find a nice rock to sit on.

i watch the waves flow onto the sand, take a few pictures of the sunset, and leave. i still don't know what will happen when i get home. daniel never did text me, so i assume corbyn never showed.

i walk into the house and see him sitting on the couch. i sigh in relief.

"corbyn i was worried. where were yo-" i start to talk, but he cuts me off by walking away.

i open my mouth to yell after him but just sigh and sit back on the couch where he had been just moments before.

"i should've never said anything." i whisper to myself.

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i ended up falling asleep on the couch last night, which turned out to be a pretty uncomfortable wake up.

the boys leave in 5 days and my time to get corbyn to talk to me is limited, and i'm scared.

what if he never speaks to me again?

what if he hates me now?

will i actually lose my best friend over this?

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