𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗲'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃 (a/n: i know right, shocking)

i wake up the next morning from the sun shining in my eyes

i look to my left, where jonah was last night, but he's not there so i slowly sit up from my bed

where could he be?

"jonah!" i call out

no response

he probably has his headphones in

i go into the living room to see christina sitting on the couch with her laptop and eben and in the kitchen trying to cook.

"tate, you're finally awake!" chris gets up and walks over to me

"yeah," i say, rubbing my eyes, "what's the time?"

"12:34." christina answers, checking her phone

my mouth forms an "o" shape

"jonah's been waiting for you to get up," she says

"why didn't he just wake me up?" i question

"i don't know, ask him," christina points to the backyard, where jonah is sitting out reading a book

i walk out there and approach my boyfriend

"hey," i take a seat next to him

"what's up?" he replies, looking up from his harry potter book

"the sky," i laugh and look up, "well, i guess the roof because there's a roof on this patio,"

"smartass," he laughs and wraps his arms around me, "my smartass,"

"love you," i smile and mess his hair up

"love you too," he fixes his hair and smiles back at me

"so how's it going with the band and everything?" i ask

"incredible," he smiles, "we've gotten so many fans, and the shows are just insane. i can't believe how far we've come,"

"i'm so proud of you guys," i smile

"remember trust fund baby?" he grins

"how could i forget, jo," i remember filming the music video

"that was one and a half years ago," he says

"that long ago?" i ask

"yeah," he touches his hair and leans back, "that long ago,"

"this year and the year before have been so crazy so far, i'm excited for what's next," he tells me

"so am i," i lean on him, "so am i,"

our fingers interlock as we stare out into the beautiful view of la

𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐲𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

"what's for breakfast?" i ask as i walk out of my room

"you mean lunch?" i hear christina's voice and see her sitting on the couch

"did i really sleep that much?" i question

"yeah," she laughs

i sit next to her on the couch and place my arm around her

"whatcha doin'?" i look onto her computer screen

"editing," she says as she leans her head onto my shoulder

i see jonah and tate walk inside from the backyard and sit on the couch

"when can we film another video together? i remember how fun it was a while back," i ask

"i don't know, but trust me, it'll be soon," she closes her laptop and cuddles into me

i hear tate quietly snicker

"what do you mean by that?" i ask, obviously confused on what's going on

"wait and see, bub," she kisses my cheek

okay?

"you're cute," i smile at her

"so are you," she smiles back and i kiss her nose

she then puts her arms around me and kisses my lips

"sorry to break you two up, but christina and i gotta get ready for the mall," tate's voice interrupts our moment

"it's alright," christina says, leaving my arms and getting up

"bye," i say to my girlfriend

"see you," she says back and walks with tate into jonah's room

𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊'𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟

"see you," i tell corbyn as tate and i go to jonah's room

once we get in the room, tate closes the door

"how's it going?" she asks

"how's what?" i say, confused, but realize what she's talking about, "oh,"

she sits on the bed and pats a spot next to her, so i sit too

"it's okay, i guess," i say, "occasional throwing up, and terrible cramps, but i've gotten used to it,"

tate squeezes my hand

"chris," she looks into my eyes, "if you need help with anything- i mean anything, then please ask me to help you. this is really tough on you, and i don't want it to be any harder than it already is for you,"

"of course, tate," i engulf my best friend in a hug, "i know i can count on you,"

"aww," tate gives a warm smile as we pull away

"okay, let's actually get ready now," i laugh

"yeah," she laughs too

"can we choose my outfit first? i have this great outfit i was thinking about," i ask

"sure," she says as we get off the bed and walk out the door

"did y'all really get ready?" i eben asks from the kitchen, "'cause from what i can see, you look the same,"

tate just laughs as we go into corbyns room for me to change

i look through my suitcase and pull out 3 tops

a black tube top, red tube top, and a plain white shirt

tate points at one, "i like the red top, super badass,"

"yeah," i examine the shirt

"you're the most badass bitch i know," tate says

i smile at her as i grab the tube top

"you could pair that with your black ripped jeans," tate suggests

"wait, how did you know i packed those?" i laugh

"you told me several times that they're one of your favorite jeans," tate recalls

"ohh," i say, "that makes sense,"

"yeah," she laughs and gets up

"alright," she explains, "i'll do my morning routine while you change,"

"'kay," i nod my head and start changing

5 minutes later

i finish changing and stare at myself in the mirror

tate was right, this outfit is pretty badass

i walk out of the room and i see corbyn on the couch

as soon as we make eye contact, his facial expression turns into an :O

"that's my girl," he says with an adorable smile and i blush

"i wuv you," i pucker my lips out

"i wuv you too," he puts his arm out for me to sit with him, so i take a seat next to him

corbyn kisses my forehead and i cuddle with him

only to be interrupted by tate's voice

"christina?" she looks around

"over here," i get off the couch and walk over to her

"alright, what should i wear?" she asks as we walk into the room

"what are the options?" i respond with another question

tate pulls a pair of jean shorts and a crop top

"option one," she says

she pulls out some overalls and a striped green shirt to go under

"option two"

as she's about to pull out some more clothes, i stop her, "i think option one is cute,"

"okay," she says, "option one it is,"

i sit on the bed as tate goes into the closet to change

i lie back and the first thing coming to my mind is corbyn

i feel terrible

i want to tell him

but i can't

not until tour is over

3 months

3 fucking months

i feel a tear trickle down my cheek as i sit up

goddamnit

why me?

"chris, you okay?" tate walks out of the closet

"i'm fine," i wipe my tears

why am i crying so much?

"we can talk on the way there," tate takes her hand out, "i'm all ears,"

"alright," i take her hand

"let's go,"

𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐲𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

the girls walk out of jonah's room and i notice something off with christina

it looks like she was...

crying?

"christina, are you okay?" i ask

"i'm fine, corbs," she looks away, hiding her face

i know christina well, and she definitely was crying

why is she always hiding things from me?

tate mouths she's okay, don't worry too much

i nod my head and lean back on the couch

goddamnit

why me?

time skip to when the girls get back from shopping  (a/n: sorry for the long time skip)

𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊'𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟

tate and i walk into the house and i notice corbyn sitting there with his eyes red and a tear on his cheek

𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐲𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

i hear keys jingle as our front door slowly opens, revealing christina and tate with shopping bags in their hands

as soon as she notices me on the couch, she drops her bags, runs over to me and wraps her arms around me

"hey gorgeous," i smile at her

"i love you so much baby, oh my god," she squeezes me tighter, "i'm so sorry,"

"i love you too,"

"corbs, i promise you," she lets go of me for a couple of seconds, "it'll all make sense soon. i wish i could tell you, but i can't just yet. please don't worry about me, and please please please don't cry over me,"

she wipes my tears away and presses her warm lips on mine and may i just say

i've never felt anything this amazing before

"christina marie harris, i am so in love with you," i smile at my beautiful girlfriend

"corbyn matthew besson, i'm so in love with you too," she leans in for another amazing kiss as i hold her waist tight

i love this girl so damn much

i wish i could marry her right this second

but i guess i have to wait a little longer

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a/n: ik that this chapter was hella short, but don't worry- the next chapter is crazy and really long. we're trying our best to add more scenes in about rhett (the elevator guy) and keira (the other young mom she met up with). also, 110 reads? thank you sm

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