Why Don't We? // Jack Avery fanfiction

i hate you, i love you

I've been on tour with the boys for a few days now. So far, it's been even better than last time. Rachael even decided to come. The shows have been better than ever, and the crowds louder than ever, and Jack, more loving than ever which means the world to me. Every time he pulls me in for a hug, every time he cups my cheeks in his hands, and every time he tells me he loves me, I know he means it; so much. One thing has been off though. Corbyn has barely spoken a word to me the whole time I've been here. When I first arrived with Jack and Rachael, Corbyn gave me a big hug, and whispered "I'm so glad you're back" in my ear. Everything seemed great, but after that little moment we shared, he almost seemed to ignore my presence. I tried to talk to him but he would just nod, whenever I asked anything, or give me one word responses. I decided not to push the matter further, knowing that if I upset Corbyn, it could potentially ruin their shows, having him in a bad mood.

I'm knocked out of my thoughts by Zach running into the tour bus, out of breath. "GUYS." He says, attempting to ease his breathing. "I got a date with an Instagram model!" He practically yells, shoving his phone in my face so I can read the chain of DMs. "Wow." I say, noticing that she is extremely pretty. "An Instagram model.." I tend to feel weird around beautiful girls, because I can't help but be a bit jealous. They have everything (looks wise) I've ever wanted. I push the thought away, as I can tell I'm killing Zach's excitement with my negative emotions. I put on a big fake smile, and pull Zach in for a hug. "I'm proud of you Zach! I really am. I hope things turn out well for you guys." I say, pulling away from the hug. He smiles back at me, the excitement returning. "Thanks! Her name is Beth! You'll be meeting her, if our date goes well." He winks at me before continuing to run through the bus toward Daniel to show him the DMs.

Today is the boy's day off. It's a good thing that they got the day off because Jack woke up with the flu. I've been caring for him all day even though he continues to insist that I go out and enjoy the beautiful city we're in. Rachael and Jonah went to go see a movie together, Daniel and Zach are gossiping about Zach's hot new date, and Corbyn has been laying in his bunk all day. As Jack finally falls asleep, I put a small box of tissues beside him, as well as a glass of water and some crackers. I walk up to Corbyn's bunk and decide that today is the day I'll finally figure out why he's ignoring me. I tap on him twice before he takes out his ear buds, and notices I'm beside him. "Oh, hi Emily." he mutters, swinging his legs over the side of the bed to sit facing me. "Hey." I say, sitting beside him. "Can we talk? Outside?" I say quietly, making sure nobody else is listening. Corbyn silently nods, and gets up, walking straight out the door. I quickly follow behind him. We walk to a small park and sit down on one of the benches. He says nothing, so I decide to start talking. "Why have you been ignoring me Corbyn? I don't know if I'm missing something here.. but it really hurts, because you're one of my best friends, and I feel like..well, it feels like I'm losing my best friend.. so whatever is going on here.. Can we please talk it through?" I plead, my voice cracking slightly. I gulp, feeling a ball of nerves in my throat. He sighs, and rubs circles around his eyes. "Emily. I don't know what to say." He says, bluntly, not letting me see any emotion. "What do you mean Corbyn? What did I do??" I tug at his shirt, trying to let him know how desperate I am for an answer. "Emily. I haven't been talking to you because I've been trying to figure out how to deal with my feelings for you. You know how much I like you, and it's so hard to see you be happy when I'm so.. not happy. For a long time it was so great being your best friend, and I was able to push those feelings aside, but when you and Jack broke up, something changed in me. I don't know how to explain it, but it made me feel like I had a chance with you all over again, like the way I felt when I first met you in school... and now you're back together, and my heart is broken all over again. I know he's sorry for what he did, and I know he won't do it again, and I really hope you'll be happy but it's just been really hard for me... but as I'm saying this I'm realizing that you're one of my best friends too. You, Jack, the boys, you're all that I've got, and I can't bare to lose any of you, so I guess I just have to push those feelings aside. And you know what? I think I'm okay with that that. Me telling you all of this is just selfish because I know nothing is going to happen, but now I've burdened you with all my feelings.. so I'm sorry." He says. My jaw practically drops, hearing that Corbyn still has such strong feelings for me. It's definitley strange. I know that Corbyn is very attractive, and kind, but I love Jack, and Jack is so good to me. "Oh... Corbyn... As long as we can still be friends. I can't bare to lose you." I say, pulling him into a tight hug, and closing my eyes. He hugs me back tightly. "Of course."

Just then, I hear the snap of a camera. And then another one. And then another one. I pull away from the hug, and look over my shoulder to see a young woman, in her 20s or so, taking pictures of Corbyn and I. Beside her is a man holding a large video camera, and a young guy, around 23 holding a microphone. "Corbyn, Corbyn, can you tell us why you just shared a hug with your bandmate Jack Avery's girlfriend?" The guy says, in a rather high pitched voice, clearly not caring that he's intruding on our talk. I can tell Corbyn is trying to keep calm, and not swear at the paparazzi. I can see in his eyes he's trying to word his sentence properly so that the paparazzi don't turn this into some cheating scandal. "Yes, well, I can honestly tell you that Emily and I have been in a bit of an argument for the past couple of days, and we decided that we shouldn't fight anymore, so we just had a mature conversation, and figured out our issues, and now everything is fine. Emily is one of my best friends, and I hate fighting with her, especially since she means so much to Jack, so I'm glad things are okay between us now." Corbyn says, without stuttering. "Well, we are glad you are both better now." The guy turns to the camera. "You heard it here first folks. Corbyn and Emily were fighting but now they are okay. That's all for today." The guy smiles at the camera and then walks away without saying a single word to Corbyn or me. "What a jerk!" I say angrily. Corbyn nods his head. "They're awful but we have to be careful about what we say. Let's go tell Jack."

We make our way back to the tour bus to find Jack awake, and eating the crackers I left for him. His face instantly lights up. "Hey, you guys are talking again" he says, with a smile. "You knew we were fighting?" Corbyn asks, looking shocked. "It was pretty obvious bro." He says, taking a sip of water, and coughing. "Oh. Well yeah, we are fine now. In fact we even have a funny story for you."

Corbyn tells Jack the story of the paparazzi taking pictures of us, and Jack is disgusted. He really hates when paparazzi interrupt personal moments.

~~~ Authors Note~~~
Hey guys, I'm trying so hard to write, and update this story for everyone who is reading it, so I was wondering if maybe everyone could vote if you're enjoying it, or comment! I'll reply to every comment, because they make me super happy:) okay, enjoy!