𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 || 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐲𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧

39

Chapter: 39
'Fasten your seatbelts, we are going to land,' I heard the pilot say.

Within 20 minutes, the plane stood on the ground again.

I felt wrecked.

We all got out of the plane and I felt the cold air hitting my body.

I took a deep breath and smelled the fresh air, cleaned by the rain.

We were now in Amsterdam and we got a couple of days off here to visit my family and Corbyn's too.

As we made our way to the luggage claim, Corbyn grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers.

I couldn't help but smile at his action.

Me and the guys got our luggage and while we were walking through the big doors of the hall, I heard someone screaming my name.

Surprisingly, they weren't fans. Zach did a great job this time, not leaking our location.

{A/n: The next part of the chapter contains some Dutch interactions. I translated it so you can still follow the conversations!!}
(t=translation)

'Jamieeee, ik ben het, mam!!' I heard my mom scream as she run towards me.

(t; Jamieeee, it's me, mom!!)

'Omg, mam ik wilde jou gaan verrassen!! Hoe wist je dat ik hier zou zijn?' I asked kinda confused as I gave her a tight hug.

(t; Omg, mom I wanted to surprise you! How did you know I would be here?)

'Corbyn had contact met mij opgenomen en zei dat je zou komen en je ons erg had gemist,' She answered.

(t; Corbyn had contacted me and said that you'd be here and that you had missed us a lot)

I couldn't help but smile.

I wondered how Corbyn got my mom's number, because my mom knew that Corbyn and me were together, but they had never met each other before.

Corbyn looked at me and my mom because he heard his name, but he didn't bother to ask me what we said about him. He just gave me a big smile.

'Pap!' I screamed loudly and ran towards him 'cause he was standing a bit further away.

(t; Dad!)

'Ik heb je zo erg gemist,' he said while I ran into his arms.

(t; I missed you so much)

'Ik heb jou ook zo erg gemist!' I said as we disconnected.

(t; I missed you too!)

After I hugged my mom and dad, I greeted all my friends and the rest of my family who came out to the airport. All the boys did the same. I saw that my dad said something to Corbyn. Probably something like; 'Be good to my daughter.'

After that Corbyn and I walked together with my family and friends to the exit of the airport.

'Dus dit is dat knappe vriendje van jouw?' My mom stated while looking at Corbyn.

(t; So this is that handsome boyfriend of yours?)

I giggled at her comment and wrapped my arms around Corbyn his waist.

'Jaa, dat is hij zeker,' I said as I looked at Corbyn.

(t; yeah, he surely is)

Corbyn looked a little confused at me because he really couldn't understand what we were talking about.

His mom is Dutch, but moved to the USA, where Corbyn was born. Corbyn never bothered to learn Dutch so he doesn't speak it, unfortunately.

Corbyn and I were now walking with the two of us to the van that would bring us to a hotel.

'What were you talking about?' He asked, looking down at me and planted a kiss on my temple.

'My mom just asked if you were my handsome boyfriend, and I said yes,' I responded while blushing a little.

He gave me a cute smile and kissed my temple again.

***
Me and the boys first went to our hotel to drop off our luggage.

Corbyn and I slept together in a room of course.

It was around dinner time so Corbyn invited my family to get dinner in some fancy restaurant in Amsterdam.

The boys also came with us. I consider them as my family now.

***
As we arrived at the restaurant, my family was already there. As we walked over to our table, a girl came up to us.

'Omg! Why Don't We I love you so much!' she screamed and it looked like she was about to cry.

'Omg Jamie! Je bent echt geweldig! Je hebt zo veel geluk dat je Corbyn mag daten.'

(t; Omg Jamie! You are amazing! You are so lucky that you get to date Corbyn)

'Dankje! Ja, ik ben ook erg blij met Corbyn,' I answered not really knowing what to say.

(t; Thank you! Yes, I am indeed really happy with Corbyn)

I'm not as good as the boys are with handling fans.

They all took a picture with her and so did I.

It felt kinda weird to be honest. I was famous now?

After that we all sat down at the table.

Everyone at the table was looking at me. It was probably really weird for them that there were suddenly 5 famous American guys joining us.

'Dus, Jamie, vertel eens wat je allemaal hebt meegemaakt,' my grandma asked me.

(t; So, Jamie, tell us everything that you have experienced)

'Nou,..' I said as I wanted to start my story.

(t; Well,..)

I stopped as I saw the boys looking confused. I forgot that they didn't understand a single word.

'Vinden jullie het erg om engels te praten? Anders verstaan zij er niks van,' I asked everyone, pointing at the boys.

(t; Do you mind talking english? Otherwise they don't understand a single thing)

Everyone agreed and I was really happy about that. Luckily, almost my whole family could speak english pretty good.

So we all talked with each other and it was so nice to see my family connect with the boys so well.

'How did you guys meet?' My grandpa asked, as he looked at me and Corbyn.

'Well, that's kind of an interesting story...' Corbyn answered.