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Josie's POV
I picked up my phone after seeing that I was getting a call from my best friend and crush, Corbyn.
"Hey Corbs," I welcomed.
"Josieeeee," he slurred. I could tell he's drunk. I laughed but then heard a different voice.
"Hey, I'm Corbyn's friend, Jonah. I heard you're Corbyn's friend. He's at a party totally drunk and I can't drive him home because I had a few drinks myself. Would you be able to come pick him up?" The voice asked.
"Yeah of course! Send me the location and I'll be there soon," I said happily.
"Ok, thanks."
Jonah hung up the phone and soon after I got a text with the location.
I quickly got into the car and started driving to the party.
When I got to the party I instantly saw someone, who I assumed was Jonah, helping Corbyn stand.
I pulled up next to them and Jonah helped Corbyn into the passenger seat.
"Do you need a ride?" I asked Jonah.
"Oh no. This is my house," he said with a small laugh.
"Oh ok, thanks for calling me, I'm glad that he'll get home safe," I said with a smile.
"No problem, see you later," Jonah said then closed the door. I pulled away from the house and started driving to my apartment, I was letting Corbyn stay with me for the night so I can take care of him.
"Josieee," he slurred.
"Yes Corbyn?" I asked with a small giggle.
"I love you," he said happily.
"I love you too bean."
"No, I wanna be your boyfrienddd. I'd take you on dates and buy you nice things," he mumbled. I sat there in shock, he actually likes me back. Maybe it's just the alcohol talking but I don't know.
"That sounds nice Corbs, but let's just get you to bed ok?" I asked as I pulled into my apartment complex. He nodded lazily.
I helped him out of the car and up to my apartment.
I brought him into my bedroom and started taking off his shirt to change it.
I put a hoodie on him that he keeps here then changed his jeans out for jogging pants.
He laid down and I helped him get under the covers.
"Josie, my tummy hurts," Corbyn pouted.
"Let's get you to the bathroom bean," I said then helped him up. He wobbled over to the bathroom then immediately threw up into the toilet. I rubbed his back with a sigh.
When he finished throwing up I helped him wipe his mouth then brought him back to bed. I got into bed with him and cuddled into him with a smile.
"Goodnight bean," I mumbled.
"Night night Josiee," he slurred tiredly. I smiled then slowly fell asleep.
*the next morning*
I woke up in Corbyn's arms, and he was just staring at the ceiling.
"Morning Corbs," I said as I stretched my body.
"Morning," he groaned as he rubbed his head.
"How drunk was I?" He asked.
"Not too bad, slurred words, throwing up, could barely walk, the usual," I teased. He threw a pillow at me but I caught it with ease.
"Shut up, I'm not drunk very often," he said. I laughed then threw a bottle of Advil at him. It hit his shoulder and he jumped slightly before taking two pills.
"I'm going to make breakfast, come to the kitchen when you're ready," I explained then walked out of the bathroom.
I mixed together pancake batter then started making the pancakes.
*10 minutes later*
I flipped the last pancake and waited for it to cook. I felt arms wrap around my waist.
"Hi Corbyn," I welcomed with a soft smile.
"Hi Josie," he said then let go of me. "I have a question for you."
"Ok?"
I faced him with a smile.
"Would you uh, would you like to go on a date with me sometime?" Corbyn asked nervously while scratching he back of his neck.
"Shit, you remember that conversation?" I asked.
"Well, when I said I'd like to be your boyfriend, you said that sounded nice," Corbyn explained. "So, what do you say?"
"Of course bean," I said then hugged him. I smiled into his shoulder.
I can't wait for my life with this boy.
A/N sorry for not posting in forever, life's been crazy
