Zach P.O.V
In the middle of the movie I look down to see Rose asleep on my chest. It's good to have her back, but it sucks to hear what she had to go through. She didn't deserve it. She was always there for us, but when she needed us most, we weren't there for her. I look back down at her, and stroke her long blonde hair out of her face and behind her ear. She looks so peaceful when she sleeps. The way her chest moves up and down when she breathes. Her lips have a slight gap between them. I look over to Corbyn to see if he's awake. I have to talk to him about something, but I can't do it when Rose is laying on me.
After the movie Corbyn takes Rose to his room and puts her in bed. When he comes back downstairs I pat the seat next to me so he'll sit, and we can talk.
"We have to talk about something." I say as he sits down.
"Ok what is it?" he asks, concerned.
"Ok, well two things."
"What?"
"Well Rose's birthday is next week."
"Yeah I know Zach."
"But tour is 2 weeks after that."
Corbyn looks at me and his smile fades. I just remembered that. Tour is 3 weeks away, we can't just leave Rose here. She needs to be safe, and safe is not in a huge house alone.
"Oh crap, what are we going to do? She can't stay here by herself."
"I know, that's why I'm asking. What do we do?"
"We could take her with us."
"Yeah but would David approve?"
"I don't know we'll have to ask."
"If he says yes, that can be Rose's surprise birthday present from all of us."
"I like that idea Zach."
"Me too, I'll talk to the other boys about it tomorrow."
"Ok, Night Zach."
"Night Corbyn." Corbyn gets up and walks upstairs.
I'm jealous that he sleeps in the same bed as her. Wait, I'm jealous? I can't be. Do I have feelings for her? What if I do? Well it wouldn't be so bad. I try to stop thinking about it, I walk upstairs to my room, change into pj's and go to bed. I try not to think about her, but she keeps popping up in my mind. My eyes drift close as an image of Rose sits in my mind.
Corbyn's P.O.V
After I talk to Zach I go upstairs to bed. I look at Rose sleeping like a baby. She looks so peaceful when she sleeps. I change and slip onto the couch in my room. I haven't slept in my bed ever since she's been here. I'm fine with that honestly, if she's happy then so am I. I lay on the couch, and pull the blankets up to my chin. I turn so I'm facing Rose. I notice she's sweating, and her hands are shaking. Her mouth is moving like she's saying something, but I don't hear anything coming out of her mouth. Then she yells, she starts to toss in turn in her bed.
"Get off of me. Please." she whimpers in her sleep. I get off the couch, and walk closer to her. Something else happened when we were gone, there's more to what she told us. She starts to turn more, she kicks the blanket off, tears stream down her face, but she's still asleep.
"Stop, I don't want this. Please don't do this." She cries out. What is she talking about? I go over to the bed and touch her head. She's sweating, and tears are escaping from her closed eyes.
"Hey, Rose, It's ok." I say as I hug her.
She cries more, but she's still asleep. I shake her shoulders gently. Her eyes shoot open, and dart around the room. She then makes eye contact with me, then she looks confused.
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Fanfiction*Corbyn Besson Imagine* Rose is just your average girl. Her best friends moved to La, and she hasn't heard from them since. Her mother passed of cancer, and her father is abusive. When she finally can't take it anymore. She flies out to La to find...