break up with your girlfriend - dorbyn

0.2

corbyn sat at practice, jack beside him blabbing on about the party that was happening tonight at corbyn's. corbyn blocked out or attempted to ignore jack. corbyn didn't want to have the party in the first place.

"besson i heard you're having a party tonight." eben says, lacing up his cleats.

corbyn groaned, "who told you?" he questions looking towards eben.

eben shrugs. "i think it was that herron kid, he was talking about it in bio."

before corbyn could interject coach yells his name, calling him into the game. he runs to the field, standing in for the goalie.

time skip

"jonah where are you going to get a fucking keg?" corbyn mutters, sitting in the parking lot of the liquor store.

jonah sends him a smirk. "already ahead of you." he replies showing the fake ID he likely got from kian lawley, who supplied fake ID's for an exchange of a pack of smokes.

jack grabs the ID from his hand, looking at the information. "yeah you're 40 years old my ass." jack shakes his head rolling his eyes. he hands the ID back to jonah, slouching in his seat.

jonah gets out of the car, grabbing the 100 dollar bill from corbyn's outstretched hand.

"you think he'll get the alcohol?" jack questions leaning on the back of corbyn's seat.

hopefully not. corbyn thought to himself, sighing loudly. "i doubt it, but it's jonah." corbyn says. jonah always had a way to charm someone into getting his way, rather it was a female or male he had a way with words that anyone who didn't know jonah could fall for.

with a wide smirk on his lips, and two kegs trailing behind him jonah sends them a thumbs up. corbyn groans.

"i can't believe they didn't kick you out." jack laughs, buckling up his seat belt.

jonah with a devious grin turns towards jack. "they didn't check my ID. you know that seavey kid?" at the mention of his name corbyn looks at jonah for a second.

jack scrunches up his eyebrows. "is it that kid who had sex with andrea?"

jonah nods. "yeah, apparently his brother works at the store so he let me have two kegs for free."

"free?!" jack exclaims.

jonah nods. something had to be up, daniel wasn't one to be generous. he always had to benefit from something.

the silence from jonah said otherwise. "well he said only if corbyn goes on a date with him he'd let me have them for free. no charge." the car comes to a holt, corbyn hitting the brakes quickly he surely didn't hear his friend correctly.

"jonah are you fucking stupid?! i have a girlfriend." corbyn yells hitting the elder male, who sticks his tongue out at corbyn.

"it was the only way to get the kegs!" he argued crossing his arms.

corbyn starts driving again when cars start to honk at him. he refused to speak to jonah, the elder male attempting to make conversation with corbyn. his attempts futile as corbyn was good at ignoring people.

when corbyn parked the car he quickly gets out, still giving jonah the cold shoulder. jack follows behind him, allowing jonah to wheel both kegs inside.

"i'm not going on this fucking date with daniel!" corbyn hisses, grabbing a glass from the dishwasher. "why does jonah have to get me into shit all the time?" he frowns.

i'm not going on a date with daniel fucking seavey.

________

NEXT CHAPTER IS LONG I PROMISE