-Chapter 8-

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Willow's POV:

Things with Corbyn were going great. He was everything I needed and I never even realised it till this summer. We spent a lot of time together but I loved it. My mom still wasn't sure about us sleeping in the same room yet. I mean, it's my mom, she is very protective. I liked it at times but it meant that I had to lie to her and say that I was in Ash's room. I didn't like lying to her but at the same time Corbyn was a few years older than me so his mom didn't care about it and all I wanted was to be with him. School starts in 4 months which is plenty of time to explore the world with my two favourite people.

Me and Ash had the best girls week ever. We camped in her backyard and talked till the sun came up. We made s'mores that failed most of the time. But regardless of what we were doing, I was just glad it was with my best friend.

Corbyn's POV:

I don't want this summer to end. 4 months doesn't seem like enough and I still haven't told her I'm spending 2 of them on tour. The ideal would be for her to come with me. We could travel all over Europe together and she can watch me perform. But that probably wouldn't happen. She has so much to do before college and I would be so busy on tour I don't even know how much of it I could actually spend with her. 

I'm in bed waiting for her to get out of the shower. She's been spending a lot of time at our house recently while she still tries to cope with her parent's divorce. She puts a smile on her face everyday trying to be brave but I know her. I know she isn't okay and I wish she wouldn't feel like she has to pretend around me. 

"Hey you" her morning voice is croaky. "Will you play me a song?" she jumps back into bed, the towel still wrapped around her body. I chuckle. This had become our morning routine. Waking up together, me laying in bed just waiting to spend more time with her and Will begging me to play her favourite songs on my guitar. She says it calms her which makes me happy.

Willow's POV:

He grabs his guitar from its stand and walks back over to the edge of the bed, sitting by my feet. I sit up waiting for him to play, but he doesn't, he just stares at me.

"I'm so in love with you Willow Rose" he said it so naturally it didn't even hit me what he said for a minute and then I just looked at him. Not with shock but awe. I think we both knew for a while that we were in love but didn't want to rush saying it. But when you know, you know and we knew.

"I'm so in love with you too Corbyn" he planted a small kiss on my nose and I smiled. Possibly the biggest smile I ever have. This is the moment I want to stay in forever. He started strumming my favourite song for him to sing and somehow I smiled even more. As the melody fell from his lips I just watched him. He was so talented and I wonder what I did to deserve him. I don't think anything could ever go wrong between us.

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