Waste The Night

Drive

*Corbyn POV*

I walk out of Y/n's room to be standing directly in front of Jonah and her father. Her father doesn't look impressed

"Why were you in there?" He asks, crossing his arms

"Sorry sir, she needed help hanging a picture frame" I throw my hands in my pockets, hoping it'll cover the nervousness, hoping he'll never know I just slept with his daughter.

"Okay, she is short, isn't she?" He chuckles and I nod my head in agreement

"Show Marais your room, as you will be sharing. Show him around the house, let him know where everything is" I nod my head and Brian walks off into Y/n's room.

"Alright, let's go"

I show Jonah around the house, telling him what each room is and where all the cameras are secretly hidden. This way he'll know if he ever needs to sneak around for something.

Last room I show him is ours, it's got two single beds and my stuff is already around one, so it's an easy choice on which one he gets.

"So you already slept with her, huh?" Jonah chuckles as he sits down in his bed.

"What? What are you talking about?" I run a hand through my hair

"Your shirt" I look down, checking out my shirt, realizing I did it up wrong, I missed a button.

"Shit" I whisper under my breath, undoing the buttons to redo them.

"Was it worth it?" Jonah chuckles

"Honestly, yeah, it was. I asked her out on a date"

"Was it worth getting fired for?" Jonah rolls his eyes

"She's not planning on telling her father, so I'm fine unless you tell him and I know you wouldn't risk the plan for that"

I stand up, fixing my suit jacket when there's a knock on the door. Y/n pushes open the door, leaning on the door frame

"Nice to meet you Marais, welcome to the shit hole. Let's go" She winks before walking away.

I follow her out with Jonah close behind me. She grabs the keys to her yellow Mercedes Benz and throws me the keys.

She struts down the long driveway, her hips putting on a show. She stops, standing at the passenger side door, I shake my head.

"Marais gets the front, mi amor" I whisper in her ear, sending chills down her spine

"I seriously have to sit in the back, of my own car?" Y/n rolls her eyes. "I'll buy you a nice ass car and make your dumbasses sit in the back and you see how it feels" She mumbles, getting in the back seat

I chuckle at her rambling and I go around getting in the drivers seat. Jonah gets in the passenger seat, shaking his head.

I roll my eyes, pulling out of her driveway, headed out of her gated community.

"Where am I headed?" I ask, looking in the rear view mirror to see Y/n looking at me with a smirk

"I don't know" She shrugs her shoulders

"What do you mean, you don't know?" I chuckle, seeing her begin to lay down in the back

"I just wanted to go for a drive"

We drive in a somewhat comforting silence, just taking in the views of the sunset in Los Angeles.

"So... Marais" Y/n sits up, leaning in between the two front seats. "It's Jonah, right? I can call you that?" Y/n teases. Jonah looks over to me, I know he's glaring, I can't help but laugh

"So Jonah, I'm assuming you're a little older than Corbyn here, 23?" She asks, Jonah sighs

"He's almost 23"

"Dude, seriously? What didn't you tell her? Did you give her my social security number too?" Jonah smacks my arm

"Oh, and he talks" Y/n smiles in satisfaction. "And technically, I already have your social security number, gotta pay you somehow"

"Why did you tell her about me? What else does she know?" Jonah rolls his eyes, slouching back into his seat

"I could so get you two fired" Y/n smirks.

I slam on the car breaks, not caring we're in the middle of a busy street. Jonah and I both look back at her. Y/n crosses her arms smiling.

"You're not getting us fired, that won't work, mi amor" I smirk

"I wasn't actually planning on it, but why not?" Y/n asks intrigued.

Cars start honking, but I don't move, I don't break eye contact with Y/n

"By the way you were moaning, saying my name earlier, you don't want to get rid of me anytime soon"

"Dude-"

I turn back around, leaving Y/n speechless. I drive away from the spot we were currently sat in, feeling satisfied that she never denied it.

"I'll bring you back your gift tomorrow, wear it for our date"