The next day I woke up with my head on Jake's chest. I slowly lifted my eyelids and sat up. I looked down at Jake still sleeping. He looked peaceful for once. I let out all my breathe and stood up. He rolled over on his stomach while I walked over to my desk and sat down. I looked down at rose gold phone on the charger. I flipped over the phone and checked the time. 10:00 am. I also check my notifications. "corbynbesson liked your post." I double tapped the screen and it brought me to the picture he liked. I felt my heart sink. The picture showed me and Jake sitting on my bed. I took that picture last night because Jake wanted to show people what a 'cute couple' we are. My phone pinged has I got a text from Corbyn.
"CorbynBesson": Good morning Stupid. Hey you never called me back last night.
Mrs. Limelight: Oh right sorry, Stupid.
I was about to tell Corbyn everything and about how I didn't want to be killed but I was stopped by the sound of Jake getting off the bed. I admittedly turned off my phone and sat it face down. I spun around in the chair and faced him. He pulled me out of the chair and wrapped his arms around me. I felt like saying "Excuse me who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend" because he never acts this nice but I didn't. Maybe he just realized what a complete jerk he was and is trying to make up for it. But that's very doubtful.
"Hey I got to get going I have something to do today," He said slipping a shirt on. I nodded. I find it kinda funny that he can leave when ever he wants but he just barges in on me all the time. I didn't care that he was leaving cause when he's gone it gives me a chance to talk to Corbyn for more then two seconds. And Corbyn is the most important person to me right now. He walkd out of my room and shut the door. I waited a few seconds before running over to my desk and grabbing my phone. I called Corbyn with no warning. The phone only rung once before he picked up. I propped my phone up on the side of my laptop on my desk. I then ran over to my bed and jumped onto it.
"Oh my god your stupid," I heard him say while I grabbed my TV remote and started to scroll Netflix.
"You are to," I yelled back. I heard him giggle. I was about to put a movie on when I saw myself in the mirror in the corner of my eye. Then I realized it. I was only wearing gray sweatpants and a black Nike sports Bra. I rolled onto the floor trying hard not to laugh.
"What are you doing?" Corbyn asked.
"Nothing!" I yelled has I slipped my shirt on. I stood up and pulled my chair so it was in front of the camera. He saw that I put a shirt on and laughed has I sat down.
"Who was that?" He asked after a long silence.
"That's Jake."
"Jake from statefarm?" He asked. I giggled.
"No Jake from stupid boyfriendville," I answered. I looked at him through the camera.
"If he's stupid then why are you with him," He asked.
"I don't even know at this point."
"If you don't mind me asking, why is he stupid?"
"Because he's a Jerk and I'm pretty sure he's cheating on me with five different girls," I answered.
"Wow Ok."
"Yep," I said popping the 'p' sound.
This is a short chapter sorry but I'm hungry.
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