Mine ~ Chris Sturniolo

Part 5

Matt ordered some PostMates and we ate in Nick's room, since mine wasn't done yet. I made sure to keep some for Julie though because I know she'll get hungry later. Matt occasionally looked at me and grinned while raising his eyebrows in a flirty gesture towards Chris. "Go fuck yourself." I mouthed at him, earning a giggle and a snort from Matt.

He's an absolute child sometimes. He's teasing me about Chris but wait until I get him alone so we can talk about our friend Ramona. Matt's had a crush on her since 11th grade, but never made a move on her. Dumbass. She likes him back but didn't know how to tell him. I'm sick of their little delulu. I'm gonna make sure they start dating this year.

I got straight back to unpacking after we finished eating. Nick helped me with my clothes this time. Chris and Matt unpacked my makeup and stuff onto my vanity. They know exactly how I laid everything out, since they ere always over at mine, they figured out hot a I like my vanity packed. They argued the whole time about where my jewelry should be and watching them fight like an old couple was so funny. I turned around and laughed at them, Nick doing the same and joining me in the laughing fit I was having.

"Matt is goes here you dingbat!" Chris argued. "No, it goes here, kid!" they scream at each other like old people that cant hear, "This is why you're friendless!" Chris said to Matt, Nick and I were absolutely dead on the floor from laughing. "AHAHAHHAAHHAAHHA" Nicks laugh was loud but mine was even louder. They turned around and looked at us, "wtf are you laughing at?" they asked us, "you dumb bitches" I said between a laugh. We got up off the floor after beating the odds of death and started packing my clothes into the cupboard again.

Matt and Chris finished they're task and layed on my bed, and to be honest it was super comfy. Nick and I finished soon after and I went to pack but stuff out in the bathroom. This room was the only on, besides Mary-Lou's, that had an ensuite. I layed my skin care in front of the mirror and everything else in the cupboard. I came out of the bathroom to the boys talking about something, more like fighting like little children. It was 6pm. It felt crazy to be living in the same house as my best friends and they're mom. The triplets' dad is currently out on a 3 month business trip and he just left week ago. The bed was really big, I'm talking a king size bed, with a TV in front of it. I turned the TV on and added my Netflix on it.

I decided that my mini fridge needed to be restocked. It was currently out of everything since Chris stole my last Pepsi. That little shit. I heard commotion coming from downstairs. "Guys, do you hear that?" I asked, concerned because Mary-Lou is down there. We wanted to know what was happening so we made our way downstairs. "Where are my children?!" Oh no. I know that angry voice. 

A/N: sorry for the short chapter, it's worth it though...