Jarbyn AU (Betrothed)

Chapter 11

Jack's POV:-
It's been six days since I broke up with Emily and I still hadn't found any solution as to how I was going to convince Corbyn of my love for him? I had made faint attempts to let him know. I had left chocolates, left letters and other stuff but all of them were completely ignored by Corbyn, Although he had eaten the whole box of chocolates I had gotten him. I sighed. I actually was going to cry. It was only twenty four hours until mine and Corbyn's relationship would come to an end. I needed to find a better solution.

I was finally deciding to give up but as I thought of Corbyn I knew I had to try one last time. So I racked my brains and finally came up with a somewhat good idea.

Tonight both of our families were going out to dinner but Corbyn and I were staying home. So I decided that I would make him a fancy and romantic dinner. I was going to set up some candles as well and make it all romantic. I just hoped it was all going to work out because otherwise I was going to be screwed for life.

I switched off my side lamp and snuggled into bed falling asleep.

Next morning I woke up and got ready for school. I was a little bit happier than I felt in the past few days.

As usual I drove with Corbyn and as soon as we arrived I got out and headed to the locker. I didn't want to attract anymore awkwardness between us. It was already really awkward as it is.

Once school ended we both drove back home and I went upto my room and did my daily routine of taking a shower, doing my homework and then going down to eat lunch.

At 5pm, both of our families said their goodbyes and went out of the house. Corbyn and I were both sitting in the living room, me watching a movie while he was on his phone but as soon as our families left, he got up and went upstairs to our room. Probably to do his homework.

I glanced at the clock. Six and a half hours before everything ended. I got up and made my way to the kitchen. I had found out Corbyn's favorite food which was his Mom's homemade pasta. I had taken the recipe from her recipe book and got all the ingredients.

So I set to work, cutting carrots, bell peppers and other vegetables to put in the pasta. I got out the pasta noodles and put them in the boiling water to let them boil for a few minutes. Once all the stuff for the pasta was ready. I started working on the dessert. I knew Corbyn's favorite dessert was a chocolate molten lava cake so I baked that and got the pasta ready.

Bye the time I was done it was half past eight. Corbyn would be coming down any minute to have his dinner, so I set up the table and lit up the candles then rushed to the bathroom to wash my face and look presentable. Then I made my way back to the dinner table just as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

Corbyn came in a few seconds later looking gorgeous as usual. He looked around with wide eyes before sitting down in the chair in front of me.

"Wow. This looks amazing", he said smiling at me.

I smiled back. Finally. He was talking to me. I just hoped this was all enough to make him realize I actually loved him.

"But like I said", he continued."You didn't have to do this for me".

My smile immediately vanished. But I covered it up and dug into my pasta. The rest of the dinner was eaten silently and after that we went to the living room to wait for our families to come back. The papers had arrived this morning and we were both going to sign them right after midnight.

I sighed sadly. Guess my efforts to save this relationship didn't actually work out. But I deserved it. I was the one who didn't want this relationship in the first place so I should be the one who should be suffering.

A few hours later, all of us were sitting in the living room with the papers in my grandfather's hands. He passed them to Corbyn and he signed on them then passed them to me. I took the pen with a shaking hand, tears brimming up in my eyes so I couldn't see the paper clearly. I sighed. There was no turning back now. I signed it hesitantly then held it tightly.

I couldn't take it anymore. I dropped the pen and paper and ran up to my room collapsing on the bed and sobbing uncontrollably. Everything was gone. My life had been ruined. And it was all my fault.

A/N:- Hi guys. Another part. I hope you like it. There are only two chapters left to this story and then it will officially be finished. Any predictions about the next chapter? Now that Corbyn and Jack have signed the papers and their relationship has come to an end. What do you think will happen next? Did Corbyn's plan work out or did it fail miserably? Leave your predictions in the comments. And Thanks for reading. Have a good day or night and Stat Blessed. 😃💚. Love you guys:).

PS:- Don't forget to share if you like it and vote. It actually helps. Thank you 😃.