Imagination (Christian Collins fanfiction)

Chapter 4

I smiled trying to act excited for my best friend. "When did this happen?" I asked. Chris sat back down next to me and Ashton sat next to him on the other side.

"Last week." He never told me?

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked smiling. I wasn't breathing right but tried to ignore it. "I wanted to surprise you." He smiled.

How is this a surprise for me? My best friend, my crush, someone I can't live without, has a girlfriend and didn't tell me.

"Is she coming on tour with us?" I asked nervously. He nodded and I smiled. "Um, I'm gonna go to the bathroom." I said but my voice cracked at the last part.

I got up as fast as I could and ran to the bathroom. "Nikki!" They both yelled but I just ran.

I hate myself right now. I slid down against the wall and cried. I just made myself look like an idiot. What if Chris thinks I'm a freak now?

What if he stops hanging out with me because of her? He will won't he? How am I gonna survive that? I can't be without him. I need him.

Crap I'm panicking again. I don't have Chris. What am I gonna do? Someone walked in to the bathroom but I had my eyes shut. "Oh my gosh are you okay?" She asked.

I don't know who it is, but I shook my my head no. "Is there someone here with you?" They asked calmly so I wouldn't panic more. I nodded.

"Who?"

"Christian." I choked out. The girl had shoulder length black hair with colorful tips. She nodded and walked out of the bathroom.

A while later she came in and Chris peeked his head through the door. "Nikki!" He said and grabbed my hand.

I stood up and walked out of the bathroom. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried. He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Shhh it's okay, you're okay don't worry. I got you." He told me and I started to calm down,

Then Ashton walked up behind him. I freaked out again and my grip tightened around his neck as my legs gave out and I couldn't stand.

"Nikki are you okay?!" Ashton asked in a panicked voice. I rapidly shook my head no. I'm definitely not okay.

Chris picked me up bridal style. Ashton looked worried, but also jealous. Chris walked back over to where we were sitting before and set me back down on a chair.

He kneeled in front of me and put his hands on my thighs. I got chills and wiped the falling tears from my face.

"It's going to be okay. I promise." He reassured. He stood up and sat next to me. He rubbed my back so I would calm down.

I finally stopped crying and they finally called our flight. I ran to the gate and handed the lady my ticket. "Are you okay?" She asked sympathetically, "Yes I'm okay now, thank you." I said and gave a weak smile.

I walked on the plane and found my seat. I sat down and Chris and Ashton caught up.

Chris looked at me worriedly but questioningly and I just slowly shook my head no.

He kissed the side of my head and I smiled. He knows how to make me feel better. I glanced at Ashton and she looked MAD. All he did was kiss the side of my head? He does that occasionally when stuff like this happens.

I laid my head on Christian's shoulder and was in that weird state where you're asleep but can hear and you're aware?

"Is she sleeping?" Ashton asked. I felt Chris nod.

"Can you quit being so touchy feely with her?"

"What do you mean?" Chris asked.

"Like the kissing and the hugging and letting her sleep on your shoulder." Oh hell no.

"She's my best friend. She needs me and I can't just stop being there for her." He said defensively.

"She's all over you though." She whined.

"I've known her since we were, like, three!"

"Please babe?" She begged. Chris sighed and turned his head towards me.

"I can't. I'm sorry." He said.

"If you can't stop being there for her at least be less touchy." She begged.

"Fine." He gave in.

Was I really losing my best friend to her? I wanted to cry but if I did they would know I heard it all.

"I'll always love her though, more than anything." He mumbled, I could barley hear him, but he definitely said it.

"What?" Ashton asked.

"Nothing." Was all he said before resting his head over mine and falling asleep.

"That slut won't take my boyfriend." She mumbled under her breath. Me?

Well, that slut won't take my best friend.