It was your birthday but all your friends forgot. You were laying in bed waiting for a text, a call, a knock on the door, anything for gods sake. You just wanted to know that no one forgot your birthday. You skipped school and stayed in bed all day, scrolling on Instagram. "Hey sweetie... happy birthday!" Your mom walked in with a tray of your favorite breakfast; blueberry pancakes with a glass of cranberry juice. "Oh my gosh mom! Thanks!!" You were super happy because one, she didn't forget and two, you never got pancakes or cranberry juice because of the high sugar. "You're welcome sweetheart, I love you. Why don't you get out of bed, your friend is outside." She looked at you and winked. "What was she talking about? None of my friends live in the neighborhood.." You thought. You got dressed in a cute outfit and ran downstairs.
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You went outside and bumped into someone's muscular chest. You backed up and squealed. "Hey cutie pie" the muscular guy at your door looked down at you smiling. "Oh my god Chris??? AAAAA" You jumped up and down and tackled him, you both fell into the cushioning, cotton white snow.
"I missed you so much y/n!" Chris hugged you tight and rolled over, he was now on top of you. "gRaH you're too heavy- my- lungs are- evaporating.... Bleh" you acted dramatic and closed your eyes with your tongue hanging out. "Oh shut up you know you love me on top of you" he smirked and giggled while dropping a handful of snow on your face. You quickly jumped up. "IM GONNA KILL YOU!!" You chased him until he stopped and you bumped into him... again. "oof" you said as you bumped into him.
"Whatcha looking at?" You asked curiously. "My parents.. they're fighting again." He looked a bit sad but it was normal for him.
"Oh my goodness wait you moved into the house across the street?!" You jumped up and down while holding onto his arm, you were so excited that your childhood friend finally moved back. You both kept staring through the window across the street, until suddenly Chris turned around and picked you up. "WHAT THE HELL? WHERE ARE WE GOING?"
You screamed while weakly punching his shoulder. "You'll see..." he ran inside and up to your room and threw you on your bed. "HEYYY WHAT?" You yelled as he threw you. "I wanna see your room, gimme a tour" he said while picking up dirty laundry off of the floor and putting it in a hamper for you.
"Noo.. don't clean my mess.." you said while bending down to grab some clothes up. Chris grabs your wrist to stop you and he sees something. "What the hell is this..? Y/n— did you... did you do this?" He looks up at you while on his knees.
(A/n: he's on his knees because he was cleaning)
He has tears in his eyes while he looks up at you with a mix of anger, sadness, worry, and confusion. "I— don't worry about it... I'm okay" you look at him and tear up because it always made you sad to see him sad.
He hugs you tight while his hands shake. "Are you trying to fucking kill yourself?" He started to cry. "Wh- why do you do this to yourself?" He's now crying in your neck and shoulder.
"Chris.." you had tears in your eyes and buried yourself in his chest. "Is it because I moved away?" He couldn't control his tears, as he loved you so so much. "Chris I... that was a long time ago.. it's not anyone's fault." You hugged him tighter and tried to calm him down
"Not anyone's fault my ass! No one just slits their wrists for no reason. You're fucking crazy. Tell me. NOW." He started to yell which made you a bit scared because it's showing his father. "Tell you wha- tell you what?" You ask as your body trembles with sadness and fear. "Tell me why you fucking cut yourself. I care about you y/n, I love you so much. Your family and friends, we all love you so much. Why do you want to die?" He lowered his head looking depressed now.
"I— I don't want to die.." at this moment your intrusive thoughts started to take over as you looked at your best friend sitting in front of you crying.
"Then why would you c—" he was interrupted by you kissing him on his lips. He groaned as you kissed him and he pulled away.
"Stop making excuses." He clearly was trying not to blush but you noticed it. "But you like my excuses.. eh?" You looked at him smiling sadly. "I do.. but I mean..." he pulled you closer and kissed you again.
"Damn. After all these years, you're still a great kisser" he laughed and looked at you while holding your waist with both of his hands. "You mean... when we kissed, when I was 8... I was a good kisser??" Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped, you were surprised. "Best ever."
He pulled you on top of him and took off your clothing.
HEYY! Tysm for reading, tell me if you liked this cause I thought it was super sweet and I felt like Chris and y/n had some tension?? I was thinking about making the whole book just continuing this but I'm not sadlyyy
