𝔑𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔩//Corbyn Besson//✔︎

Chapter 7

"And I can cook. Yeah, you won't even have to do a thing. Tell me what you wanna drink, and I'll bring a couple things along. " ~Corbyn Besson, Friends

I wake up to a grey room.

Where am I?

Break up... Bean the dog... Corbyn...

Oh, right!

I climb out of the bed, going to the large bathroom.

~

I decide to wear jean shorts and a white-grey tie dye cropped hoodie.

I leave my dark brown hair down.

I go to the living room, trying to find little Bean.

"Bean?" I call.

I hear a bark, looking at a spot beside the couch.

I bend down. "Hi."

He gives me his doggy grin.

I pat his head, and he leans into it.

I smile. "How are you? I'm sorry I woke you..."

I look around.

Everyone's left.

But then I hear a thump.

And then Zach comes stumbling into view.

I stand up. "Hi Zach."

He looks up. "Hello."

"What are you doing here?"

"I sleep here sometimes," he replies. "Daniel and Max are here too. The others went home. They're sorry they couldn't say goodbye."

I nod, going back toward the rooms to look for Corbyn.

I knock on his door. "Corbyn?"

He opens it, shirtless.

Um...

Speechless.

"What's up?" he asks, smirking.

Somehow, he can see the effect he has on me.

"I... um," God, just speak! "Where's Max? I just... I just want to check on her."

He smiles. "Yeah. She and Daniel are in the room that says... well, DANIEL."

I laugh. "Do you have rooms for every band member?"

He nods. "They stay here sometimes. And I had too many unused rooms."

"Can we go see them?" I ask him.

He nods, about to step out.

I shove him back. "But put a shirt on first."

He laughs.

I walk away, trying to find the room that says DANIEL.

The door is open a crack, and I look in.

Max is sleeping on the floor, blanket covering her.

Daniel's sitting on the bed, watching her.

Not creepy at all.

"Daniel?" I whisper.

He looks up, then smiles. "Hey. She's sleeping."

"I can see that," I say.

Daniel looks back down at her.

"Is everything okay?" Corbyn asks behind me.

"Yup," I reply.

Corbyn looks over my shoulder. "Hey Daniel."

Daniel looks up again. "Hey."

He quickly looks back down at Max.

"We'll go," I say, closing the door.

I turn around, walking to the living room.

I look back as I realize Corbyn isn't following me.

I march back, grab his arm and pull him away.

I stop at the kitchen. "Do you have eggs? Bacon? Bread?"

Corbyn nods. "Yes, yes, and yes."

"Go make toast for everyone," I instruct.

"Don't forget me!" Zach yells from the living room.

"How could I?" I yell back.

Corbyn laughs.

Daniel walks in, tired looking.

"Hey, you good?" Corbyn asks.

"I slept on the floor," he replies.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because Max decided she'd rather sleep on the floor than the bed," he shrugs.

"And you slept beside her? On the floor?" Zach says, coming into the kitchen.

Daniel nods, looking down. "Yeah."

I hear Max's footsteps coming toward us.

And then she comes into the kitchen, wearing a dark grey hoodie.

"Is that... Daniel's?" Zach asks.

She blushes. "Yes," she whispers. "I'm going home though, so."

"So?" I ask, giving her a teasing smile.

"So nothing. I gotta go. See ya!"

She runs out the apartment, disappearing.

"She took her sweater right?" Daniel asks.

"I think so...?" I reply, not entirely certain.

Bzzz.

I pull out my phone, seeing a text from Max.

Max: hey can u giv m cv's #?

A smirk starts to grow on my face.

Izzy: y? Is evrythng ok?

Max: ya just need it.

I look up, starting the stove. "Daniel? What's your number?"

I slid my phone back in my pocket, my hand hovering over the pan to see if it's hot. "It's for Max."

"Oh?" Corbs says.

Daniel looks down and smiles. "### ### ####."

I quickly send Max a message.

Izzy: ### ### ####

I put my phone back and crack an egg over the pan.

"She might text you soon," I tell Daniel.

"It might just be a confession of love," Zach adds.