venus blaney!
CORBS💜: who's marcus?
VENUS💫: my coworker and friend.
why?
CORBS💜: no reason, just curious
VENUS💫: are you jealous?
CORBS💜: no. why would i be jealous.
VENUS💫: do you even like me?
CORBS💜: what?
VENUS💫: answer the question. do you like me?
CORBS💜: what's up with you venus? what's that mean?
VENUS💫: nevermind you just gave me an answer.
i put my phone down on the table. guess he really doesn't like me. marcus looks at me, a look of confusion on his face. "you okay venus?"
"hm? I'm fine marcus. don't worry." he leaves it as that and changes the topic. "so venus do you uh have a boyfriend?"
"nope. why?"
"just wondering." i knew why he was asking, he's liked me for a while. he's not secretive about it. "anyways my shift is over. i just gotta get these papers to Thomas. later marcus!" i leave the room, walking straight to Thomas's office to hand him the papers.
i drop off the papers and leave the studio, getting into my car and making my way towards the house. i walk inside and see the boys except corbyn sitting in the living room. "hey venus! we're just watching tv. corbyns upset about something so he's up in his room."
"oh. I'm just going to change." i head upstairs but instead of going to my room i go to corbyns.
"hey. the boys told me you were upset." he motions for me to sit on a chair he has in his room. "what happened earlier? when i texted you?" i let out a deep sigh, he doesn't get it does he? "god corbyn! how you keep a girlfriend for as long as you did is really surprising." i stand up quickly, "you don't like me corbyn. you just don't. and that's okay because you're not the only boy in the world and I'm not going to get hurt by you."
I begin to leave the room, he's not even trying to stop me. "venus!" a small smile appears on my face as he stands up and walks over to me, he's going to prove me wrong. "you're right. i don't like you." and that's when my heart broke right in half. i leave the room and walk into my room. i change out of my work clothes and into comfortable clothes. i walk downstairs with a smile on my face, I'm not going to cry over corbyn again. he's just a boy.
authors note!
yikes.
less then two weeks until school and i am pumped
