prompt: having overpowering feelings for someone that you know you shouldn't
Chris POV
i sighed. before we were leaving to go to LA Matt had insisted we get breakfast. and because he was a fucking weirdo, he wanted to eat in a restaurant. where my friend worked.
"will you chill the fuck out?" Nick squinted his eyes at me as we sat down.
"seriously dude, we just wanna have a good time before the long ass plan ride," Matt opened his menu.
i simply huffed. i hated that i was gazing around for the chance that she was working. so i kept my eyes glued on the table. last time i was here it didn't go well. it killed me because we'd run out of things we could say.
"hey you guys!" a familiar voice smiled from next to me. oh fuck.
"y/n!" Nick sprung up and hugged her, Matt smiling and waving. "holy shit it's been forever, i completely forgot you worked here." he said matter-of-factly.
y/n laughed, it sounding velvety almost. i could feel eyes on me, probably because i hadn't said anything yet.
"small world," i grinned stupidly. but she grinned stupidly back. we were grinning stupidly together.
"right? are you all ready to order?" she asked, taking out a pen and paper.
"yes, please. i'll get a coffee to start with cream and sugar." Nick said and looked up from his menu at me. he knew what he was doing. i'm well aware i talk too much about her but he claims i don't have the balls to fix this.
"i'll have that too," Matt piped up. this cafe was known for its coffee. and it was good.
"i'll just have a water please." i fiddled with my menu, only glancing up.
"perfect. i'll be right back with that," she slipped the pad of paper into her aprons pocket and walked to the kitchen.
i could feel Nick's eyes burning into my skull until she was out of sight and he dramatically turned to me.
"please get back together, i miss her so much," Nick whispered then sighed.
Matt nodded slowly, playing with a sugar packet as he seemed to be in his own world.
"i-i can't," i sighed. "i didn't tell you guys but i came down here before we left to go back to LA last time," i admitted.
Nick's eyes grew into saucers.
"you what??" he put his hands over his ears, in shock. "during christmas? wait that's so romantic," he added after i'd nodded.
"i mean, not really. i'd told her i missed her. a lot. but i don't think she wants me around," i admitted. the way she'd acted; so closed off and almost rushing? it felt like she didn't want me there.
"everyone thinks you're so cool," Matt said suddenly.
"woah, ouch," i widened my eyes, seeing he was hinting at me not being cool.
"Matt's arrived," Nick kiddingly quoted and we all burst into fits of giggles. "But seriously, why'd you go for his un-cool throat?"
i rolled my eyes. i so was cool.
"well what i mean is that no one knows how much you over-analyze things. besides me and Nick of course," Matt explained, gesturing his hand.
i blinked, extremely confused.
"what did you just say to us? you don't think she wants you around?" Matt asked.
"yes, but i have my reasons. last time i was here she was so stand-off ish. and she kept rushing away from my table when i really wanted to talk," i squinted my eyes slightly at the memory.
"but what if you read the situation wrong? it could've been almost her break or end of her shift," Matt pointed his finger. "and what if she did want you around but didn't know how you felt?"
"but what if she's someone i just want around," i put my face in my hands, pushing my hair back.
"uhh," Nick said, looking at something beside me.
"what?" i brought my head up. fuck. me. y/n was standing there. of fucking course.
"oh- i- we-," i scrambled for words and looked at my brothers. they both nodded. i exhaled through my nose. cmon Chris, don't be a wuss. "can we talk, like outside?"
y/n placed our drinks down and nodded, understanding. she walked to the door.
"wish me luck," i stood and walked to follow her. when we got outside the air was nice and crisp, it almost reminded me of fall weather. fall was y/n's favorite season.
"were you...talking about me?" y/n's voice brought me out of my useless train of thoughts.
"i..." cmon Chris. be truthful, you both deserve it. "yes, i was. but i don't want to sound like a fucking creep. i just really miss you. we all do," i rambled.
y/n looked down at her work shoes. i noticed they were dirtier than last time. i don't really understand why work shoes would be white to work in a coffee shop.
"i really miss you guys too." she said finally. "it's amazing what you guys are doing with your social media stuff. i mean a whole ass tour? that's insane." she smiled.
there was my girl.
"oh, thank you," i chuckled. "yeah we really love it, and our fans of course. they'd love you." i love you.
holy shit calm down.
"you think?" y/n asked with a shy smile.
"yeah, but no as much as we love you," i said just to test the waters.
"we?" she questioned. fuck it.
"me. i'm...i'm falling again y/n." i finally admitted.i just wrote this all in like an hour so. I LOVE THEM. slow burn queens 😍
-vic
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