~chris sturniolo imagines~

surprise.💌

I was sitting at my desk, in my bedroom, at me and the Sturniolo Triplets' shared house. I had been working on future merch ideas. For the past two weeks, Chris had been in LA, busy with his own stuff. I had no idea when we was gonna get back and there was no point in messaging him because he won't reply. It's not that he's cheating, he's just busy. He wouldn't cheat, he's not that type of guy. 

As I sketched out more designs, I turned on my computer to see if I had got any emails. As I did, someone had entered the room. I didn't bother turning around to see who it was. They took my claw clip out of my hair, but I didn't bother doing anything. They then poked my head, and I still ignored them. They started snooping through my room, I could hear rustling from behind.

"Nick, go away." I say, assuming it was Nick. They then got out of my drawers and came and shook my hair about. 
"Oh my days Nick, go do some editing." They left the room for a bit, and then came back. 

"What are you here for now?" I say, scrolling through my emails, fed up. They stayed standing at my door for a bit and then they came and put their arms around me from the back. 

"Chris-?" I whisper, standing up and seeing him there, grinning at me. I collapse into him, and he wraps his arms around me, kissing my forehead. 

"How are you?" He asks me as he lets go. 

"Better now that you're here." I say and we both laugh. He softly kisses me on the lips and then we hear Matt from downstairs.

"We're going to Mcdonald's in 5 minutes, hurry the fuck up you lot!" 

I turn off my computer and pack away my stuff, and then head downstairs, Chris holding my hand.

I have the best boyfriend ever.