blissful | jatum

11.

[tate]
"i'm home"
i didn't hear a reply.
"gabbie?"
no answer.
"jack?"
still no answer.
"corbyn?"
why did i say corbyn.
i pulled off my backpack and went up the stairs. no one was home. i just figured they'd both had left. instead of worrying i quickly changed into my work clothes and called corbyn. i don't even know why i thought he'd be here.
"hi tate" he answered in a sleepy tone.
"corbyn we have a shift come pick me up"
i heard a groan.
"i'm tired" he whined.
i filled up my water bottle as i took a sip.
"corbyn we need money"
"do we though?"
"yes!"
i heard him get up and open his door.
"5 minutes ok?"
i sat down and grabbed a donut.
"okie" i muffled through bits.
he hung up as i sat in silence. i heard a knock at my door.
"corbyn how the fuck did you drive so fa-"
i looked up to see jack at the door.
"hi?" i said looking behind him for gabbie.
"where's she?" i asked
he didn't say anything. instead he leaned in to hug me.
"jack?"
he didn't say anything for a minute.
"i'm sorry" he whispered.
"for what?"
he pulled away gently.
"i felt like an ass"
"when?" i said folding my arms.
"in the car yesterday"
i sighed clutching my bag.
"it's ok jack you didn't mean it"
he looked down to the floor.
"i just wanted to come by and say i'm sorry"
"...thank you"
before he said anything else i pulled him in a tight hug.
"where gabs?"
"at my house"
i nodded.
"are you going to work?"
"yeah" i said as corbyn pulled up.
"be careful ok?" he said worriedly.
"i will promise"

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"did you tell him?"
i glanced up to corbyn as i put my cap on.
"no" i mumbled.
he groaned as he slapped the menu on his forehead 4 or 5 times.
"corbyn what?"
"nothing my head hurts"
i grabbed the menu from him setting it aside.
"so tell me about christina" i giggled.
he smiled as he leaned back on the counter.
"i'm taking her out tonight" he blushed.
i pushed his shoulder and hugged him.
"i'm happy for you" i said.
he hugged me back as someone walked in.
"hi i'm corbyn what can i get you?" he questioned.
my phone buzzed as i looked at the text.

today 4:35 pm
jonah: are you coming to zach's party?
me: i don't really know him
jonah: really tatum?
me: sorry but no
jonah: do you want to come with me?
me: why would you want to go with me?
jonah: because we're friends?
me: i don't know i have a shift
jonah: when does it end?
me: 7
jonah: i'll pick you up at 7:30 ok?
me: jonah you don't even know where i live
jonah: you live with jack avery's girlfriend right?

how did he know jack?

me: yeah?
jonah: great see you ;)

i closed my phone tossing it back in my bag.
"tate?"
i looked back to see corbyn scooping popcorn.
"yeah?"
"i've been calling you for the past 2 hours"
"corbyn"
"ok 2 minutes" he rolled his eyes.
"sorry" i said starting up the icee machines.
"you ok?"
i filled up a blue icee and grabbed a straw.
"jonah just invited me to a party tonight" i sighed smacking the drink on the counter.
"ooo" he smiled.
"knock it off"
he grabbed my phone from my bag.
"corbyn!"
he ignored me as he opened it.
"he even used a winky face" he snickered.
"so?"
"that's a sign to fu-"
i punched his shoulder grabbing my phone.
"tate!"
"keep it low!" i shushed him.
he laughed grabbing a candy bar and taking somebody's card.
"whatever" he replied.
i pulled at my side bangs.
"hi i'm tate what can i get you?"