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Corbyn is kinda seeing someone and I’m having an excruciatingly hard time dealing with it.
Before you jump down my throat and judge me, please hear me out? I have feelings for the guy okay. Deep, genuine, make-you feel-weak-in-the-knees and gooey-inside mushy kind of feelings. And Blue Rivers does not do those kind of emotions. They are foreign to me. Kinda like uncharted territory-Star Trek kinda stuff. You get the point now, don’t you? I think I painted a pretty good picture there.
I’ve never felt this way for any gut in my whole teenage life. I don’t know what to do with them, I really don’t. I had nothing to offer him except to curb whatever girlish fantasies I was entertaining. I needed to somehow keep them in check and I would. Or so I thought...
Current settings, we in Ben’s garage having our final rehearsal. Tomorrow night is the show. But that is the least of my concerns right now, because my dear, sweet innocent decided to bring his little thing along tonight.
She’s really nice by the way and I find myself wishing she wasn’t. Why? Then it would be easier to hate her and bad mouth her to Corbyn and whoever wanted to listen. Even my fellow band members, Lucas, Elijah, and Benjamin were totally smitten with her. they didn’t even try to hide it for nothing.
They’re not official yet-he hasn’t even kissed her yet-but he’s planning on asking her to be exclusive after the spring dance. With the way she gives him dreamy eyes complete with the hearts in her irises, she is totally into him. In the words of Kanye: Woe is me. Baby this is tragic... My heart won’t be able to take it. Maybe it’s time to move to another school better yet another state-or continent maybe? Why does everything have to be so complicated?? I hate my life sometimes...
Before you get your panties in a twist, I’m not planning to sabotage it or anything. Believe me, I’ve thought about it-countless times- but he deserves to be happy. If you love someone set them free and all that crap right?
“Good session guys!” Lucas applauded. “Hope tomorrow night we do even better.”
“As usual Blue’s vocals were outstanding,” Corbyn smiled at me from across the room and my heart fluttered.
I couldn’t help myself when I blew him a flirty kiss. “Thank you my sweet innocent but you guys bring out the best in me.”
Corbyn looked extra yummy today, with his jeans hung low on his hips and a black t-shirt that accentuated his taut body. My eyes were drawn to his firm behind as he bent over and unplugged his phone from the charger. His hair hung over his forehead and he flicked it back as he stood upright. He was the stuff dreams were made of and totally off-limits, I reminded myself harshly. But then you know what they say about forbidden fruit. The more forbidden, the more tempting it is... and from where I was looking I was very tempted to-
“Knock-knock Laura-Jane? Are you there?” Corbyn grinned as he tilted his head slightly.
I jumped at his low, even voice, heart racing. Get a grip Blue.
“Sorry, you were saying something?” Focus Blue. You got this.
“I was saying Zara and I are heading out, do you need a lift?” he repeated.
Quite frankly I’d rather dig a tunnel home-with a teaspoon- than sit in the back and watch them be all lovey-dovey. But I wasn’t going to tell him that. “No, you guys go ahead. Chase is coming to pick me up,” I lied, knowing it would rile him up.
“When are you getting your car back?” he inquired as a shadow fell across his gorgeous features.
“Great, then I’ll pick you up same time?” Why was he being so sweet? What am I even saying this is who he is. He’s freaking sweet, like most of the time. He oozes sweetness...and sexiness...
Bad Blue. Very bad Blue...
“Yeah, as long as you bring breakfast,” I pasted a smile on my lips.
“The usual?” he prompted.
“Surprise me this time.” My smile fell away as Zara came up from him, looping her arm with his as we made our way to the parking lot.
“You guys were really awesome. Can’t wait to see you in action tomorrow,” she said, beaming at Corbyn but talking to me.
“You’ll be coming through?” My heart fell. Fine, I have no right but so what? The heart wants what it wants.
“Yeah, I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to see this hottie on stage.” She gave him a doe-eyed look, then hastily returned her attention to me.
“Great. That’s really great...” My cheeks were hurting through all the fake smiles I was dishing out tonight.
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” he asked again.
“Yeah of cos. Stop worrying and get out of here okay?” I pushed him on the shoulder and laughed.
“Chat later?” Corbyn stopped in front of his car as he bent down and kissed me on the temple.
“Yeah...” I craved for more...The feel of his soft lips on mine still haunted me in and out of my sleep.
Zara stepped forward and hugged me. “Goodnight Blue, see you tomorrow.”
I waved them off as they drove away. “Goodnight guys. Drive safe.”
I was about to go back inside when Deacon’s car pulled up in front of me. Chase wasn’t with him.
“Hey...” I said as he slid the window open and a whiff of weed hit me like a wave.
“Hey sexy...I’m your ride tonight," he winked "Chase sent me to pick you up.”