Y/n's POV
Later that day Corbyn took me to dinner.
Before we left, I put on a this outfit:
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I then walked out to Corbyn, and here we are waiting for our food on this boardwalk that Corbyn drove us to an hour away from home.
"Corbyn, you didn't have to drive so far to take us to the boardwalk!" I said.
He looked at me and smiled, "I would do anything for you, y/n." he said.
I blush, "I can say the same."
Our food comes and we pray before we eat. sorry if you're not religious
Corbyn got penne pasta and I got chicken Parmesan.
"So, how are you're books doing on Wattpad?" Corbyn asked.
"Well, the one I made about you, Made For, has almost 5000 views!" I said. (YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST!)
"Wow! Y/n, I'm proud of you!" he exclaimed.
I blush, "Thanks."
"Hey, wanna know something?"
"What?" I asked.
"You are beautiful."
I blush, "Th-Thanks."
After we ate, Corbyn got the bill.
"Corbyn, how much was my dinner?" I ask, taking my wallet out of my pocket.
"Zero dollars and zero cents." he said.
"No it wasn't..." I said.
"You. Aren't. Paying." he demanded.
I shrug.
"Wanna go to a carnival?" Corbyn asked. Alright so I do collabs with @BobEttaJoe and we go to carnivals in almost all of them, so shout out to her!
"Sure!" I said.
