"y/n! y/n!"
chris chased you down the hall as you tried to get to your next class.
"what!?"
"i wanted to ask you something real quick—"
he grabbed your hand and shoved you into the janitors closet the second the hall was empty.
"in here?" you furrowed your brows in disgust.
"y/n, you're one of my best friends."
"yeah.."
"and as my bestfriend, i need you to do something for me."
"like..?"
"please be my fake girlfriend for a week or two? my ex has been stalking me since the day i told her it wasn't gonna work out. i need her to get off my ass."
you had been best friends with the triplets since middle school, and had been close with chris the longest.
"best friends and fake relationships don't really mix well. so no thanks!" you smiled.
both of you even dated in eighth grade, but ultimately broke it off because you felt weird being together.
chris was sad about it for weeks on end.
"please!?" chris sighed.
"why dont you get one of nick's friends to do it? plus- i don't think it's a good idea to make your ex mad."
"you are one of nick's friends. and i do think it's a good idea."
"i'm saying another one of his friends. and no, chris. it's not a good idea."
chris stayed quiet, and you did the same.
"..you know, if i were to be dating someone new, i'd let people think it's you rather than some other girl at this school."
"and why me?"
"because!"
"because what, chris?!"
"because you ARE the reason me and her broke up!"
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