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You make it to Image by 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕩𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕝𝕖𝕤

You make it to the school’s football field and see...

Nothing. ‘Maybe he’s late.’ Then you hear a guitar playing underneath the stands and someone singing. You walk over to the stands and see...
“Corbyn?!” You ask/ scream in excitement.
“Y/N! You scared me!” Corbyn says jumping a little bit.
“I didn’t know you sang. That was beautiful.”
“Why thank you.”
“Can I see?” You said pointing to his notes.
“Umm... sure.” He said awkwardly. You went over to the stand he had pulled out and looked at his notes. You began singing the lyrics aloud.
“If all it is is eight letters, why is it so hard to say? If all it is is eight letters, why am I in my own way? Why do I pull you close and then ask you for space? If all it is is eight letters, why is it so hard to say?” You sang and looked at Corbyn who was looking at you in awe. “I’m guessing eight letters is.. ‘I love you’?”
“Um, yeah. It is. And my god you have a beautiful voice.”
“Thank you. Whoever the girl you wrote this for is very lucky to have you in their life.”
~corbyn’s pov~
Holy shit. She has the most beautiful voice I’ve ever heard. But she just doesn’t know that I wrote that song, just for her. She’s been my crush since 6th grade but that’s also when the boys and I started messing with her. They don’t know that I like her and I obviously can’t tell them, so I just let it out through song. She cannot know that I like her. I need to keep my reputation as a bad boy.
~your pov~
“Hello?” You say while waving a hand in front of Corbyn’s face.
“Oh. Sorry, I guess I just zoned out there.”
“It’s ok. Well, what did you want me to come out here for?” You ask and suddenly hear someone else’s voices. You turn around and see Emma, Gabbie, and Kay finally catching up to you.
“There you are! Couldn’t find you anywhere. Wait, what is HE doing here?” Gabbie asks suspiciously.
“He wanted me to come here after lunch.” You tell her.
“Why, is he trying to lure you in and then out of nowhere beat you up?” Kay asks looking at Corbyn the whole time.
“You watch too many movies, Kay.” You say.
“But why did you want Y/N here anyway?” Emma asks.
“Um... never mind. It was nothing.” Corbyn says and you can definitely tell he’s lying.
“It was not nothing. You wouldn’t have asked me to come here if you were just going to practice your song behind the stands.” You explain to him. “Can you give us one minute ladies?”
“Sure.” Gabbie says. Then they all walk away in the direction of the library.
“So... what’s the real reason you wanted me here?” You ask Corbyn.
“What if I said it was the exact reason Kay said?”
“Then I’d run... and not talk to you anymore.”
“What if I said I wanted you here to help me write this song.”
“Then I’d help.”
“Alright. Could you help me out with this song then?”
“Sure. But I’m not the best singer.”
“What are you talking about? You singing the chorus aloud earlier was beautiful.”
“Thanks.” You said scratching the back of your neck and looking away, blushing. No one has ever said you have a beautiful voice before. Well, no one has ever actually heard you sing. “Whatcha need help with anyway. It all looks good, and you sound great.”
“Well, this is actually supposed to be a duet. And you’re the only girl I know who’d come.”
“Really? Or am I the only girl you asked?” You ask him sarcastically. He looks away in shame and you feel a bit guilty. “Only joking.”
“Oh. Well, I was hoping you’d want to join me Friday night at Le Boine Nué to sing this with me.”
“I’d love to Corbyn. On one condition...”

Sorry this is pretty short, I’ve been kinda busy. Hope you enjoy tho.