Y/n's POV
Oh boy.
Living with the guys will not be easy.
They won't stop coming in my room!
Well, it's slightly my fault 'cause I'd yell to them, BUT STILL!
They come every time!
I slowly start to put my things away, hoping Corbyn would come in and offer to help.
It took a few minutes, but he did.
"Hey y/n." he said.
"Hey Corbyn." I said.
"Do you want help?" Corbyn asks.
I nod a little.
Corbyn walks more into my room, and he starts to unpack my family photos.
"Aw, this one of you is cute." he said, showing me the photo.
"Yeah, I was 8, and Jonah wanted to slide into a mud puddle. But I said no. Then he pushed me in." I said.
Corbyn laughs.
"Hey, Jonah has this picture." he said, admiring my favorite picture.
It was Jonah and I at our middle school graduation.
"That was on of the best days of my life." I said, "Middle school was rough."
"You managed to skip 5th grade, so it makes sense." he said, still admiring the photo.
"I had JoJo those years, but when he started going on tour, my grades slipped, and I almost didn't graduate." I said, "I've never told anyone that before."
Corbyn smiles at me.
"Thanks for opening up to me." he said.
I smile too.
"Have you, have you...." he stuttered.
"Have I what." I ask.
"Have you had a boyfriend?" he asked.
My face flushed red.
"No." I muttered.
Corbyn smiles at my embarrassment.
"You won't tell anyone, right? Jonah doesn't even know!" I said.
"Isn't Jonah your best friend?" Corbyn asks.
I look down.
"You haven't told him?" he asked.
I nod.
"I'm honored." he said.
Thanks for reading. I know this took fffoooorrrreeeevvveeerrr and I apologize! Thanks!
