Sad why don't we imagines

Corbyn- I hate you (sad/happy)

Another day at the why don't we house, this was normal for you I mean you are best friends with the boys after all, well most of them. 

Corbyn Besson, a right pain in your ass.

You walked through the door of the boys house to be greeted by a warm welcome from your best friend, Daniel. The rest of the boys came in and greeted you the same way making your heart skip. you pulled away from the hug to be faced with Corbyn rolling his eyes and he walked away. you frowned at the sight.

See the thing is, is that you like Corbyn as in more than a friend ever since you met him, you guys started off fine but over time he gained hatred towards you, you didn't understand why and that made the whole situation even more upsetting.

You were currently sitting on the couch laughing with the boys having the best time in the world like you always do, until you see Corbyn roll his eyes again. You have told the boys how he acts but they always thought you were overthinking it but now you were mad. He has been rolling his eyes all day at you and scoffing at everything that comes out of your mouth. you finally had enough and you snapped.

"What the fuck is your damn problem!" you shouted standing up looking Corbyn straight in the eye. Corbyn just smirked.

"Woah y/n, what the hell?" Jonah speaks as he steps in front of you.

"Him! he is my damn problem, all you have been doing is rolling your eyes at me and making me feel like shit, so tell me, tell me what you have against me!" you yelled with you voice becoming louder.

Corbyn's smirk disappeared as he stood right in front of you.

"you wanna know what my problem is?" he said staring intensely into her eyes.

"You, you're my damn problem. All you do is cause drama and play around with the boys. you don't deserve any of us. You use us for fame and that's it, you're a low life bitch!" he takes a step closer every time he spoke.

Your heart shattered, knowing he hates you. Tears brim your eyes as you stare into each others.

"I hate you Corbyn Besson" you said through gritted teeth

you ran out the house crying, not knowing what to do with yourself. You couldn't stand any longer and you fell to the floor as sobs escaped your lips.

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