"You can't be serious," I said with an eye roll.
"Come on Emma, it'll be fun" she said, nudging my side.
"You know that I'm not a huge fan of their music. They're probably pretty young guys who are full of themselves because teenage girls are obsessed with them"
"I beg to differ"
"Of course you do" I muttered. "You're the one obsessed with them"
"Just look at them Emma" she said, putting her phone in front of my face. "Don't they just look like really nice guys? Don't you just want to be friends with them?"
"I don't really want to be friends with anyone to be honest. I'm only friends with you because I've known you for so long" I admitted.
"I mean, you're not wrong there. I know you love me though" she smiled.
I rolled my eyes and gave her a smile. She then put a different photo in front of me and handed me her phone.
"Now, tell me your opinions on them by looks. I want to know which one you like the best" she smiled.
"I don't even know the guys, how can I have a favourite?" I asked.
"Easy, by looks. Who's the best looking one?"
"I don't know," I shrugged.
"Come on Emmaaaa" she said, dragging out the A. "Please just pick one for me"
I sighed and examined the photo closely. "Well 2 of them are fake blondes, one needs to figure out what hairstyle he likes because his hair looks like it's been through a lot. This one has a lot of hair. It looks like a mushroom, and this guy looks like he hasn't touched it in a while. He just got out of bed and was happy with his hair"
"I mean, you're not wrong" she admitted. "But which one is the best looking?"
"Come on Amelia, this is stupid" I mumbled, going to hand her phone back.
She pushed it back to me. "I need to know which one you like, so it's not the same as me"
"Then tell me who's your favourite and I'll pick one that's not him"
"No, I want to know who you really think is the best looking. Please Emma, it's not that hard. It's not like you're going to meet them and actually marry him" she rolled her eyes.
I sighed and looked at the photo again. "Do you have one where they're standing up?"
"You like height?" she asked, scrolling through their instagram feed for a photo.
"I would just like to see what their whole body looks like, I gotta take in the whole image and not just their faces"
"Ok here" she said, handing back her phone to me.
"Ok" I sighed. "These three are really tall, and those two are incredibly short. Look at the size difference" I laughed.
"Oi! Don't be rude"
"You asked for my opinion" I shrugged.
"I just want to know who you think is the best looking, it shouldn't be this hard" she groaned.
"Fine. This one, he looks quite cute" I said, pointing to one of the fake blondes.
"AHHHHH THAT'S CORBYN!" Amelia yelled.
"Geez, you don't need to scream"
"I'm sorry, but you guys would actually be really cute together. You would kind of get each other" she smiled.
"Wait, his name is Corbyn?" I asked.
"Yeah. I thought that you were texting the Corbyn from the band but turns out it's not. That would've been really cool"
"Kind of creepy now that I think about it"
"How cool would that be if he was actually the Corbyn. Like you guys could date and everything" she squealed.
"He's just an average boy who has the same name as him, that's all" I said, trying to get the idea out of her head.
"I still think it's him" she shrugged. "But believe whatever you want. Just expect a 'told you so' when it turns out to be him"
"Well that won't be happening, because it's not him. He doesn't seem like the type of person who would lie" I said.
"You barely know him Emma, don't get your hopes up about that"
"Well don't get your hopes up about it actually being that Corbyn"
"Touche" she laughed.
We spent the rest of the afternoon watching movies at my place and listening to Amelia being excited about the concert tomorrow. I'm dreading tomorrow. I just want to get this day over and done with so that I can come back to my apartment and stay away from people.
I'm not worried about the concert, I'm just afraid that I'll somehow find the wrong people and end up in a bad situation.
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Unknown // Corbyn Besson
RomanceEmma Kelly has had a troubled past and doesn't trust anyone in the outside world. What will happen when she meets someone through an unknown number? Will this person be truthful and honest?Or be secretive and untruthful?