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"y/n?"
"what do you want chris?"
chris's stayed quiet.
"i.. i wanted to hear your voice again."
"did you call to shout at me again?"
"i didn't mean to y/n. i'm sorry."
"ok."
"i am! i swear i am."
"i have to go."
you hung up the phone, and began to walk to school.
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"and then the teacher told me to stop talking, and—"
"y/n?" chris interrupted your friend.
you looked at your friend, giving her a 'do something' look. she didn't get the memo, though.
"i'll wait for you at our spot, y/n." your friend smiled.
"hey." chris says.
"hey." you say coldly.
"y/n.. don't be like that."
"what do you need?"
"look, i already apologized! do want something else like flowers or something? chocolates? a hug?!" chris sighs.
"nothing."
chris tried to put his arms around you, hugging you like he always did, but you moved out the way.
"get a grip chris! god! i don't want a hug from you!"
"then can we at least talk everything out? like, today?"
"where."
"my house?"
"fine. whatever."
"you know i didn't mean to scream at you the other day—"
you walked away, leaving him standing there.
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the school day passed suprisingly quickly, so you began to walk to chris's house.
you guys usually walked over there together everyday, but without him it felt..
weird.
you knocked on the house's door, waiting for matt or nick to open it.
but chris did instead.
"you actually came?" he said, surprised.
"it's not like i had anything else to do." you shrug.
"come in."
you walk inside, and you guys go to his bedroom.
"if you want you can sit on my bed. or my bean bag chair—"
"okay."
you sat on his bed, and set your backpack on the floor.
"i.. i was stressed the other day.." chris set his palm to his forehead. "i didnt mean to lash out on you y/n."
"yeah, well.." you sigh. "that's like, the third time it's happened this month."
"no it's not." chris says defensively.
"um, yeah. it is."
"you're lying."
"i'm not."
"y/n—"
"what?"
"you act like i'm verbally abusing you or something!"
"excuse me?!"
"oh my god," chris exhales. "look, i'm gonna get a snack. do you want anything?"
"no."
"okay.."
chris leaves to the kitchen, and you immediately feel the lump in your throat start to get bigger.
you couldn't take it anymore. tears well up in your eyes, and they start to drop down your cheeks.
"i brought you something in case.."
chris's voice trailed off as he saw you crying on his bed.
"y/n?" he said softly.
"what?" you said all choked up.
"what's.. wrong?"
"us. our whole relationship feels.. wrong."
"but it's not. i promise it's not."
"i miss having a boyfriend who was my bestfriend! someone who i didn't constantly.. argue with!" you sobbed.
"we'll work things out, i swear. i don't want you to cry over this y/n.. it's not your fault."
"it feels like it is."
"it's mine. and i'm gonna fix everything."
he hugged you tightly, nearly killing you.
"do you want a tissue?" he asks you.
"yeah." you tell him, getting tears all over his shirt.
chris looks at you, and apologizes a million times again.
"i'm sorry i've been a shitty boyfriend."
"it's okay. like you said.. we'll work this out."
he gave you a reassuring kiss, and grabbed you a handful of tissues.
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school sucks literal ass more and more everyday guys what the fuck
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sorry this took so long to write omg 😭 IT WAS SO DIFFICULT JSBSJSJJD
