prompt: missing someone and feeling lonely while they're away
Chris' POV four. fucking. hours. it's been four hours since y/n has answered my texts. and i've spammed her. i ran downstairs once i heard a door open and saw Matt making himself toast. "no, she hasn't texted either of us," Matt said before i could even ask. i slumped down in a kitchen chair. i missed her so much. "stop obsessing over her please it's making me sad," Nick said. "plus you get to see her only three days," "but what if she's mad at me or something," i frowned. that would make me even more upset because i didn't know what i did. and sometimes i can't admit when i'm sorry. ping! i jumped up and checked my phone.
y/n ❤️: hey! so sorry was getting a fitting done. <3 everything's okay
"okay, she's fine." i exhaled, hanging my head. why the fuck am i freaking out like this? "we said that," Nick said in a sing-song voice. "she also just posted on insta," she showed his computer. i scooted closer to see the post better.
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y/n was in Paris with her mom looking at venues for her wedding. she had to be talking about me and my brothers in that post because she'd sent it to me. my thumbs hovered over my keyboard as i tried to think of of a witty remark or a nice compliment about her back. no Chris that's fucking weird. so instead i commented: counting the days 🙌 it was strange, especially recently, i've been overthinking everything i do and say around y/n. we've been best friends for a long time but i've found my breath hitching in my throat whenever she touched me, and my gaze lingering on her when she was talking to my brothers. i could never like my best friend that would just be fucking weird. my ringtone snapped me out of my thoughts, and it was y/n. i answered obviously and brought my phone to my ear. "hey, what's up?" i asked, wondering why i was anxious to hear her voice. "bonjour," a voice replied. my brows furrowed. "y/n?" "mon amie voudrait que je te dise qu'elle est complètement amoureuse de toi," i blinked rapidly. what in the fucking gibberish? "aileen!" y/n's voice shrieked. "chris i am so sorry-" "no no it's fine, i haven't a clue what the fuck that girl just said," i laughed out, fidgeting with the drawstring to my sweatshirt. she chuckled to herself. "yeah sorry baby," and suddenly i was on my couch, last Friday. we're watching a scary movie, much to my dismay. and y/n knew that but i think she enjoys when i cling to her arm like a kid. i know i do. i jumped when the tv flashed, one of the main characters dying. i clenched onto her hoodie, anxiety festering in my chest. "it's alright baby," a soft and delicate voice sang into my ear. i swear i got the chills. then anything i felt died when i remembered she'd rejected me in October. i subtly sat up, just saying i was tired. i we wide awake. we can't keep going on like this. "we can't keep going on like this," i blurted, surprised at myself. but i continued. "don't call me baby again, i know you don't mean it in a romantic ways but it's hard for me to move on when we're so close physically and mentally." silence was on the other side. i felt myself panic. what if i just fucked everything up? what if she would never talk to me again. she replied in a whisper, "être si seul."
a/n SURPRISE UPDATE sorry if it's shit i lowk lost interest in this one + to be so lonely doesn't exactly translate in french so 😍 i'm alr doing cherry part 2 so get hype that'll be out by this weekend. but i'm also trying to figure out all my niall presale codes (iykyk) so i'm a lil busy. ALSO READ MY NEW BOOK!!! it's about Chris you simps (it's okay i am too..) LOVE U LOTS! -vic
