Unknown // Corbyn Besson

~Chapter Eight~

Corbyn's POV

I woke up the following morning to the sound of snoring. I grabbed the pillow from underneath me letting it cover my ears and let out a groan. I really need to find a way to get a door on my bunk so that it can be sound proof. I don't like listening to Zach snore every night. Thank god that I'm staying in a hotel for the next couple days.

I tried to get back to sleep but it was no use. I'm glad I don't have a show tonight, I have to relax. I decided to text E and see if she's awake.

Corbyn: You awake?

Emma: I am now

Corbyn: Sorry if I woke you

Emma: Nah, it's all good. The busy sounds of New York woke me up about an hour ago

Corbyn: But it's only 7?

Emma: I'm an early riser. I like taking naps throughout the day, so I normally don't sleep long at night

Corbyn: I guess that makes sense

Emma: This might be a bit weird, but how old are you? I really don't want to find out that I'm talking to a 70 year old man

Corbyn: Haha, dw I'm 21

Emma: Ok, that makes me feel a bit better

Corbyn: Wbu? I'm not talking to a 70 year old lady am I?

Emma: Yeah, totally. Sorry to disappoint

Emma: Nah, I'm kidding. I'm 19

Corbyn: That's great :)

Emma: Don't get any ideas

Corbyn: I'm not, dw

Emma: Do you think that you could persuade my friend to not take me to this concert she's going to tomorrow

Corbyn: Concerts are amazing! Why are you turning it down?

Emma: Let's just say that I'm not good in crowds

Corbyn: That makes sense. Who are you seeing?

Emma: That boy band, Why Don't We. I think that's their name

Corbyn: Oh my god, no way

Emma: Are you going too?

Corbyn: Yeah, you could say that

Shit, why did I say that? What if she shows up and sees me on stage and recognises me? Then she'll know that I lied to her. I don't like being called a liar.

Emma: Wow, I didn't think you were that big of a fan. I'm amazed

Emma: I guess you can't really get me out of it. You're going to be there

Corbyn: I mean, I can get you away from her after the show? You won't have to deal with her talking about it afterwards

Oh my god, what did I just ask? Am I trying to make her hate me? Please just say no.

Emma: That actually sounds like a good thing rn

Corbyn: Ok cool

No Corbyn, not cool. This is very, very bad.

Emma: I'll let you know after the concert how bad my friend is, if that's ok?

Corbyn: Sounds like a plan :)

Nooooo. Why can't I just be mean for once? Stop being stupid Corbyn. I don't even know her full name!

Emma: Hey, I gtg I'll talk later yeah?

Corbyn: Talk then E :)

I turned my phone off and let out another groan.

"Shut up Corbyn" Zach mumbled from his bunk.

"Says you mr snorer" I replied.

What did I just get myself into? I'm just going to have to hope that she doesn't want to meet up after the concert. But part of me actually really wants to meet her. What am I going to do?

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