Imagination (Christian Collins fanfiction)

Chapter 7

I woke up at 7 am. Noooo too early. I was the only one awake, great. And now I can't fall back asleep. YAY!

I grabbed my phone and saw that Christian tweeted about an hour ago,

@WeeklyChris: "Conflicted"

Ooookaaayy...

"Nikki?" Christian said in his morning voice. I loved his morning voice, it's hot. Wait what?

"Hmm?" I said quietly and glanced at him. He was alone in the bed and she wasn't in the bathroom.

"Where's Ashton?" We both asked in unison. "I don't know." We said again.

"Stop that." We said AGAIN. Then we both ended up laughing. He stood up and walked over to my bed.

He laid down next to me and we just stared at each other. "You're beautiful, you know that?" He asked and I blushed.

"Nope." I said and covered my face. He wrapped his arms around my torso and pulled me closer. "Well you are."

Is he serious? Like I said, I'm not ugly but I'm not beautiful. I'm kind of pretty I guess but I don't want to sound cocky so I deny it.

The struggle is real.

"First day of tour today." I said and Chris nodded. I need sleep so I don't look like trash for later. I cuddled up against Christian and fell asleep again.
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I woke up again at 10... Close enough. Chris was still next to me and there was still no sign of Ashton. Whatever...

I stood up and walked to the bathroom. Ugh. I took a quick shower and let my hair do whatever it wanted. It's naturally wavy but long, so I just let it be.

I put on some high waisted skinny jeans and one of Christian's "You're making me nervous" hoodies.

I put on mascara cause I didn't want to deal with eyeliner and stuff, and I pulled one side of my hair back and clipped it with a white bow. Christian was still sleeping.

I can fix that. I jumped on the bed and started bouncing like he does to me. "Stoooop." He whined.

"You do that to me almost every morning." I laughed. He sat up real quick and grabbed my waist. He pulled me down next to him.

"Nooo." He said holding me close. Butterflies are back. "Christian we gotta get up. It's 10:30 and the meet and greet starts at 1:00."

He sat up and glared at me, then he smiled. "You look cute today."

HAJJABSLSLKAIHSpjs

Play it cool.

"Thanks!" I said and bounced up off the bed. Christian stood up and grabbed clothes from his suitcase before going in to the bathroom.

Ashton walked in then and I glared at her, "Where have you been? Christian was worried sick!" I lied. He wasn't that worried.

"I was busy..."

"Since like 7 this morning?"

Her eyes widened, "Uh, yeah." She smiled, something's up...

"I swear, if you're doing something behind his back I will slap you so hard right in that pretty little face of yours-" then Chris walked out.

"Yeah that sounds fun! Maybe we can go after the meet and greet?" I said, Ashton caught on and smiled, "Yeah sounds fun!"

Sometimes she's okay...

Christian smiled when he saw her, but that was the most fake smile I have ever seen... Besides when he found out that his mom was having Karisma... That was a pretty fake smile.

They both awkwardly hugged. I know why he was awkward, but why her? My phone buzzed,

Caniff 😋:
Hey, Jeff said get down here by 12
N: okay , be there soon
T: see ya then 😎

He's a dork. I glanced at the clock and it was 11:45.

"Guys, Taylor just texted me that we need to be there now." I said standing up.

I grabbed the room key and shoved my phone in my back pocket. All three of us walked out to the elevator in silence.

Okay I know why Christian and I are being awkward but she's definitely doing something.

We went downstairs and walked to the venue, which wasn't far. We got there and Jeff, the tour manager, ushered us in to some room. He went over what all of us were doing and when, the meet and greet, blah blah blah.

Once that was over I was just sitting on the floor backstage on my phone because that's what I do.

"You know there are chairs, right?" Someone said, I looked up from my phone to see the one and only, Brent Rivera.

"Yeah, but I like the floor better." I laughed. Brent laughed and shrugged before sitting next to me.

His smile was pretty. Very pretty. But I love Chris. He loves me. But he loves Ashton.

This sucks. Chris walked in and smiled. He sat down next to me and laid his head on my shoulder.

He'S sO cUtE!

Ashton walked in the room and sat next to Christian. She pulled his head off of my shoulder and put it on hers.

FYI he's not a freaking toy. He looked at her weird and put his head back on my shoulder.

Weirdo.

She stood up and stood in front if me and stomped on my leg before storming out if the room.

"Are you okay?!" Chris and Brent asked. I nodded but my eyes started watering.

I'm a gymnast! I should be able to handle this! But I SWEAR THAT CHICK HAS SPIKES ON HER SHOES!

I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes shut but that did nothing. I turned to Chris and wrapped my arms around his neck because once again, he's like the only thing that calms me down.

He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. "Let me see, did she bruise you again?" He's mad, dangit.

Yep, bruised again. His face turned red and he clenched his jaw before standing up and walking the same way Ashton did.

*Christian's POV*

I'm done. She keeps hurting my best friend and I'm done with it.

I walked out in to the room Ashton walked to and now I'm DEFIANTLY done.

Ashton and Taylor were making out. "Babe I can explain-"

"Don't start. I'm done with you." And that was all I said before going back to Nikki and holding her.

She says I'm the only thing that calms her down, she doesn't know she does the same for me.