Why Don't We imagines

Snap - Corbyn Besson

Y/N's POV

My past is something that I don't miss at all, I was constantly shouted at and I was verbally abused. I break easily at words and I don't trust many people, only my boyfriend Corbyn and my friends, Jack, Jonah, Zach, and Daniel.

"Hi baby," Corbyn said as he slipped into the bed beside me.

"Hi," I replied with a smile. "How was rehearsal?"

"Tiring," he replied. He wrapped his arms around my lower back and I placed a kiss on his lips.

"Go to sleep baby," I told him.

"Ok, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

*the next day*

I woke up in Corbyn's arms, he played with my hair gently and placed kisses on my forehead.

"Good morning beautiful," he welcomed.

"Good morning handsome," I replied with a smile. Corbyn placed a gentle kiss on my lips and I smiled. "I'm going to get ready."

"Ok," Corbyn said then let go of my waist. I quickly changed into jeans and one of Corbyn's sweatshirts then I brushed my hair and my teeth. "Babe, do you mind if I have some time alone in here to practice guitar?"

"Sure," I said with a smile.

"As much as I love you, you can be distracting sometimes," he said with a smile.

"Ok, I'll be downstairs," I said. I walked down the stairs and sat on the couch, only Jonah was awake considering it was 8:00 am.

"Good morning Y/n," Jonah said with a smile from the other side of the couch.

"Good morning Jo," I replied.

"Where's Corbs?"

"He's in his room practicing guitar," I replied.

"Ok, cool," Jonah with with a nod. We put on a movie and I curled up under a blanket as it started.

*lunch time*

"I'm going to get Corbyn for lunch," I said to the rest of the guys, who were now awake. I got a bunch of ok's and sure's.

I walked up the stairs and opened Corbyn's bedroom door.

"God dammit Y/n, you messed me up, can't you do anything right?" Corbyn shouted. A few tears grew in my eyes as I remembered my past.

"S-Sorry," I said then walked away. Tears streamed down my face as I ran back downstairs, I put on my shoes and grabbed my car keys.

"Where are you going?" Jonah asked.

"Out," I answered quickly.

Over the next few hours I got 30 missed calls from Corbyn, and 15 from the other boys.

I drove back home and I slowly walked up to the front door. I took a few deep breaths then I opened the door.

Corbyn ran over to me and hugged me tightly. I felt a few tears hit my back.

"I was so worried," he mumbled into my shoulder.

"Sorry," I whispered.

"No baby, I should be the one apologizing. I'm so sorry for snapping at you, I know you had a rough past, I know that. I was just so mad at myself because I just couldn't get the right chord, I'm so sorry baby girl," Corbyn said while he was crying. I hugged him back and rubbed his back.

"It's ok bean, I know you didn't mean to," I said with a small smile. I pulled away from the hug and held his face softly. "I love you."

"I love you too princess," he replied with a smile. He brought his lips down to mine and they connected smoothly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he put his around my waist, bringing me closer to him.

When we pulled away we smiled at each other.

"Cuddle time?" I asked with a playful smile.

"Cuddle time," Corbyn confirmed.