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okay, so um, houston we have a problem, this book I also copied and pasted from, my corbyn besson sickfic books. I swear everytime I write corbyn besson sickfics for that book, they turn out mf gr8. I get 20× more reads in this book than corbyn besson sickfics ones, and I wanted yall too see this one too😂

I won't ever do it again I promise. next sickfic coming up...

Jonah~ mono.

You aren't even ready for what's about to come

bet👊

Jonahs POV

4:23am

I woke up at freaking 4:23 in the fucking morning, wtf is wrong with me. I said talking to myself.

But then I heard a strange noise and it kinda startled me, so I got up with a spoon, yes a spoon, got out of my bunk, and made my way to the back of the bus, fast but slowly.

I opened the slide door very quietly so I wouldn't wake anyone up, because we have a big show tommorow, well today.

I opened it to find out, it was corbyn just sitting on the couch on his phone, looking pretty pale, I dropped my spoon and walked over to corbyn and sat by him

I swear the kid didn't even notice me sitting next to him, which kinda scared me a little bit

Corbyn ? Buddy, you okay ? As I expected I got no response so I put my hand on his shoulder and he flinched

"j-j-jonah what are you doing? He asked me nervously.

I could ask you the same, especially when it's 4 in the morning. "I couldn't sleep so I got some water and sat on the couch for a while"

oh, okay, then go back to bed bud, we have a big day ahead of us today, you need rest.

"okay" He kinda studerred which kinda worried me a little bit, but if something was wrong he would tell me, so everythings fine

Corbyns POV

I kicked, I turned but I couldn't fall asleep

For the past couple nights I haven't been able to sleep, and it's making me really angry. I don't know what's up. But I got up eventually walked over to jonahs bunk to see him still sleeping so I decided to go to the back of the bus, and get water and just play on my phone, then jonah came in, and told me he needed me to get to bad, that we have a long day tommorow

I also noticed he dropped a spoon ? I don't know why he had it, but then I walked back to my bunk and crawled in, I did the same thing

I tossed

I turned

I played some music, to see if I could fall asleep

Nothing worked

Nothing. I'm secretly suffering but know one knows, I don't want anyone to have pitty for me, and I feel like it's kinda my fault I can't sleep.

●10:00am

I didn't sleep at all, I finally was about to drift off when I heard jack yell

"Guys get up, we have an interview today!"

I mentally groaned, I didn't get any sleep last night, nor have a gotten any sleep in the last 4 days, which is bad especially for a singer that's on tour.

I slightly slipped outta my bunk, and walked towards the bathroom.

When I made it to the bathroom I locked the door, and looked at myself in the mirror, I had bags under my eye which wasn't shocking to me at all.