blind • j.r.a [PAUSED]

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aria's p.o.v.

liv, kaylani and i have finally come home from starbucks, and i was walking towards the hallway to where our rooms were when kaylani interrupted my very peaceful walking.

"why in such a hurry, aria?" she asks, walking towards me, stopping at the the entrance of the hallway.

"uh, no reason. i'm just gonna facetime corbyn really quick," i say before continuing my journey towards my room.

"mhm, okay. tell him and the rest of the boys i said hi!" kaylani quickly shouts before she walks back into the kitchen.

"okay!" i shout back, entering my room and plopping on my bed.

i open up the 'messages' app and quickly send corbyn a text.

tHe aria enright 👑: ok, i can facetime now

after waiting for a few seconds, i see the 'read' label underneath my text, and a speech bubble with three dots in it.

coRbiNe 😛: ok

soon after i read his text, my phone starts buzzing and my ringtone starts playing, as the buttons 'decline' and 'answer' pop up.

i quickly press 'answer', and am soon met with the beaming face of corbyn matthew besson.

well... this time, his face wasn't as happy and beaming as usual. instead, his eyes were red and puffy and his hair was a mess; almost as if he's been crying.

"hey, bean! what's up?" i say as i try to get comfortable on my bed.

"hey. is anyone with you right now?" he asks, stress plastered on his face.

i look around my room to see that the door is still wide open. "hold on," i say as i get up from my bed to close the door. "okay. no one's with me and no one can hear me," i say, as i walk back towards my bed.

corbyn brings his hand up to his face and bites his nails, "christina broke up with me."

i look at him with no emotion, as i'm a little too shocked to actually say or show anything.

"what did you just say?" i ask, concerned.

"i said, christina broke up with me," he says as his eyes become the slightest bit glossy, making me feel complete sorrow for the boy that was displayed on my phone screen.

"are you freaking kidding me right now?" i ask, eyebrows furrowed with my hands clenched in fists.

"i wish i was kidding," he mumbles.

i met christina about a week ago, and she was literally the most sweetest person you could ever meet. i would never believe someone like her would have the heart to break up with someone as amazing as corbyn.

"but christina is literally such a nice and honestly amazing person. why would she break up with you?" i ask.

"i don't know. she just told me to meet her at the park, and i did. she told me that she's currently having some 'personal issues' and that she's breaking up with me. the entire time she looked like she truly didn't want to, but after she told me she was breaking up with me, she kind of just walked away. now i wish i never went to that park," he quickly explains, putting air quotes around 'personal issues' and practically mumbling his last sentence.

there's a few seconds of silence before i reply. "wow," i say, my facial expression screaming absolute shock.

"i know," he says, the sleeves of his shirt balled up in his fists.

"i'll talk to her when i can, see what this is all about, okay? and then i'll come over tomorrow and we can hangout. maybe that'll get everything off of your mind?" i say, very hopeful.

he thinks for a moment, "could you come over maybe later today?" he asks.

"oh my god, of course. see you in a little bit, corbean," i say before hanging up.

"see you."

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a/n

aw r.i.p corbina :((((

BUT JUST REMEMBER THIS IS A COMPLETE FICTIONAL STORY SO NONE OF THIS IS REAL