ONLY YOU ~ Chris Sturniolo

page 4.

Savannah's POV:

i texted my mom when we got back to the triplets house to see if it was okay to stay the night there.

mum:

vannah: hey mom is it okay if i stay the night at the sturniolos house?

mum: Sure honey. Please be safe 😘

vannah: oh my god mom. 🤦‍♀️

"chris look" i say showing my phone to chris. he looks over at me with a smirk, and chuckles a little. i do the same, but just to not make a fool of myself. i was actually shocked at his reaction.

"oh i guess i forgot to eat the clementine i pulled out of the fridge" chris says referring to the clementine sitting on the boys desk. i walk over and grab it and sit next to chris, who is now lying on his bed. "wanna go swimming?" i ask putting the fruit on his nightstand. he looks over and smiles at me. "cmon" i say grabbing his hand and pulling him up off the bed. we run down the stairs and out the back door.

i take off my shirt and shorts, still having a bathing suit underneath, and he takes off his shirt. i jump in the deep end and chris does too. we both swim to a shallower part of the pool so we can actually stand and not tread water. we sit in silence for a minute, gazing at each other, enjoying eachothers company. 

"sanna" chris says. "chrissy" i say back. 

Chris's POV:

'i love you' i imagined saying to her. there's no possible way she could love me back, i thought to myself. i don't deserve her. she's perfect and i'm... me.

i was so busy in my thoughts that i didn't realize a tear slipped down my cheek.

"chris?" savannah asks softly, "what's wrong?" "hm? nothing." i say as another tear drips down my face. "it doesn't look like nothing chris" she says. i look away from her, hiding the next tear that falls. she puts her arms on my shoulders, closing them around my neck as i burry my face in her shoulder. she hugs me softly but tightly.

"i love you chris, i will always, always be here for you." she says softly into my ear as my arms wrap around her waist. "yeah.. love you too sanna." i said to her closing my eyes and feeling more and more tears drip down my cheek. 

in that moment i kept think about how she would never feel the same about me as i do for her. i think... all this time she has just been being a good friend.

Savannah's POV:

i love chris as a friend of course, he's been there my whole life. with anything i need to talk about, or cry about, he was there for me when my dad left, and when my parents got divorced. when i was getting bullied in school, when my sister left for college. 

but i love chris as more than a friend too. i love the way he strokes my hair to help me fall asleep, the way he makes me laugh so hard... i love the way his eyes glow even without sunlight. i love the way he cares for me, and hugs me even when i don't need one. 

it hurts me so deeply to see him cry... he deserves the world. everything about him i'm in love with. 

i pull away from the long lasting hug, giving him a kiss on the cheek on the way. he blushes a little bit, but it's not very noticable. "do you wanna talk about it?" i ask softly but he shakes his head. i give him a warm smile, letting him know it's completely fine. my smile turns into a mischievous one quickly. i splash him and swim away as fast as i can, laughing hard.

"you little bitch!" chris yelled jokingly, also laughing while swimming after me. "catch me if you can!" i yell to him.

"oh fuck" i say as he gets closer and closer. i try making a run for it but i feel hands glide up my body before gripping tightly on my hips. "you're gonna pay for that" he says to me smiling as i laugh. "what's my punishment?" i ask smirking. he grabs my wrist and lightly pulls me up the staircase, as my eyes widen.

he picks me up, and carries me bridal style, running over to the edge of the deep end and throws me in, me screaming as i dunk underwater. i hear a splash underwater and when i come up i see chris is in the pool with me again.

"CHRIS!" i yell laughing my ass off, trying to swim to somewhere i can reach the bottom so i can actually breathe. we are both laughing for a while, until it goes silent. i look into his eyes as he looks back to mine. all i can hear is our breathing. his smile fades into a soft expression, "savannah i-" chris gets cut off by another voice "CANNONBALL!" matt screams while jumping into the pool sending a huge splash over both me and chris. 

"MATT WHAT THE FUCK?" i yell jokingly "you just scared the actual fuck out of me!" me, chris and matt are all laughing so hard.

about an hour or so later we went inside, chris and i went straight to his room and didn't bother to take our bathing suits off. (it's now about 10:00pm) 

"wanna watch something?" chris asks me. "yeah" i say, "but chris... earlier, you said my full name instead of 'sanna', you never do that unless it's serious. what were you gonna tell me?" "oh... uhm... i forgot" chris responded, but i knew he wasn't telling the truth. i didn't mind, i mean if chris doesn't tell me something, he doesn't tell me for a reason you know? i don't want to harass him about something. i ran my fingers through his damp hair, fluffing it up a bit. "what do you wanna watch?" i ask, his head now laid on my chest with my arm around him. "i dunno, what about euphoria" he suggests. "i'm good with that" i say running my fingers through his hair again.

"hold on bubs imma go get changed real quick" i say getting up and grabbing a bag with my clothes in it. bubs? i've never said that word in my life and i just called chris bubs.

"bubs?" chris says behind me confused. "sorry that was weird and i kind of did it subconsciously" is say a little embarrassed. "it's fine sanna" chris said smiling "it's nice to hear something other than 'chrissy'" i smile and walked out of the room with my bag, legit giving myself a slap to the forehead.

i get into the bathroom and change into my comfy sports bra, and leggings. i threw on a baggy tee shirt too. normally i don't wear bras to bed, but it makes me feel better, knowing im getting into bed with a guy.

when i got back in the room, chris had changed already and pulled up euphoria on his TV. he was laying on his bed, doing something on his phone. i walk up to the bed and climb over chris to get to the other side of the bed. we laid in the same position as earlier- his head on my chest, my arm around him as we watched the show. 

"wanna play truth or dare?" i ask him.

(Author here:)

(cliffhanger- *kinda* i'm getting kinda lazy... sorry. but at least this part was longer than the rest! the next part will be out sooner than later! thx for reading this far and i hope you like it!)