Why Don't We Imagines

Corbyn Besson - Start Over Again

Here is another imagine, this time it's about Corbyn and a song I really like. It's Start Over Again by New Hope Club, if you don't know it listen to it while reading (omly of you like) ;).

Grab some tea and enjoy!

Don't you hang up on me
I know you probably think I'm mad, oh no
But I haven't been to sleep

Thinking of ways to get you back, oh no

After washing his short hear and brushing his teeth, Corbyn layed himself down in his bed, Zach and Jonah already asleep. He just came home from an... exciting date with you. It was your first date and he wanted it to be perfect, picking you up in the evening, going out for dinner and going for a walk in the parc after. Everything that possibly could go wrong, went wrong. It was a disaster. You probably thought that he was mad, doing all this stuff to you. Crobyn couldn't sleep, all he wanted was getting you to forgive him.

And I wonder, if I'm in trouble with your older brother

I don't think you even kept my number
If only we could do it all again, oh no

"You better treat my sister right. You hear me? I don't want her crying or anything. You better be a good boy.", your brother said to Corbyn looking him in the eyes. Corbyn swallowed, a little scared because he was a year older and much taller than him. He also was totally skinny, while your brother was full muscles. Corbyn came an hour late for your date. It wasn't his fault though, it was the traffic and you understood and wasn't  really mad at him. You came downstairs into the livingroom where he and your brother was waiting. You wanted to look pretty for your first date, but not like you tried to hard. You only had a little make up on and a beautiful blue dress that goes to your knees paired with white converse. Corbyn thought you looked beautiful, gorgeous but he didn't know if your brother would like him being... so flirty. So he gave him a short look than came over to you to greet you with a hug. "Hey.", you said excited, smiling at him. "You look nice.", he said smiling back.

I bet you told your friends

It was the worst night of your life, oh yeah

And I wish I could pretend
But we both know you're probably right, oh yeah

When you got back home you weren't crying. Your brother asked you how it was and you answered with a simple "Good.", not wanting him to get mad at Corbyn. Still you changed your clothes and called your friend to tell her what happened. When you two left the house he lead you to his car, holding you the door open just like a gentleman.  You smiled taking a seat while he walked around the car to take place at the driving seat. He started the car and you two started talking, nothing special, nothing important. You two got along well, if you didn't you wouldn't have went on a date. He joked around and you found yourself laughing, not really remembering that he was late. You arrived at the restaurant, not a fancy one though, but at least not MC Donalds. You two went inside, taking a seat. You decided to get fries and a salad with water, while Corbyn was getting some fancy burger and also some water. When the waiter came to bring you the food, everything was alright. Corbyn looked at your fries and you chuckled asking him if wanted some. Of course he said yes, also offering you some of his food. But you didn't want some. He tried to reach for the fries though, accidentally sending your water off the table on your dress. He told you a thousand times how sorry he was but your dress was still wet. After cleaning you off a bit in the bathroom you looked at yourself in the mirror. Your make up was okay, you were okay. You always liked clumsy guys, so this wasn't too bad. You two continued eating and when you were finished an the waiter came again he asked if we wanted to splitting the bill. You looked at Corbyn to see if he would pay for you. Not that you especially wanted him to, but isn't that a sign that it was a real date and not just going out with a friend? He decided to split it though, regretting the second he said it out loud. "Then we went for a walk, he gave me his jacket because my dress was still wet and short after it was dirty too because i tripped in the parc." "That sounds like the worst date ever." your best friend said but thinking back you didn't think it was that bad. He was very clumsy but still you had a lot of fun. "No. Actually it was quite funny."

And if I'm honest, a second date with you is all I wanted

I just hope I haven't gone and blown it
If only we could do this all again, oh yeah

Corbyn couldn't help but hate himself for the awful date. It didn't have to be perfect but why did it had to be that bad? It wasn't even a fancy date, something special like he had planned for your second date. But after what happened that night he didn't think you would say yes. He didn't have the courage to ask you before saying goodbye because he was afraid you'd say no. Corbyn could totally understand though. But all he was hoping was that you would say yes so he could do it better than he had done this date night. He just wanted to press the restart button and do it again.

I wouldn't spill that drink on your dress, wouldn't be so late
I would've paid the bill instead of splitting it two ways
Would've told you "you look beautiful" instead of "you look nice"
Girl, I couldn't be more stupid even if I tried
Oh, I wish we could start over again