labyrinth - c. sturniolo ✓

035 - ❝ mr. fuzzball ❞

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
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❝ MR. FUZZBALL❞

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chris and aria shared a look before turning back to nick and matt running through the rain. before aria could turn her head back to chris, he had taken his hoodie off and underneath was a plain white t-shirt.

aria looked him up and down, squinting. "it should be long enough to cover until your knees." he said, handing her his hoodie.

"what?" she said because there was no way he was going to run around like a hooligan in a t-shirt and shorts.

"put it on under your jacket." he said, shoving the hoodie in her arms. not really having a choice, she grabbed it from him. she did exactly what he said and put it on under her jacket. she put up both of the hoods and stared at chris as he stood there basically naked.

the hoodie was just up to her knees and looked like a dress on her. "you ready?" chris asked, looking at nick and matt waving at them and yelling for them to hurry up.

"yeah," aria said quietly, bracing herself. chris started walking forward before aria stopped him with her words. "wait!" she paused so chris could fully turn around to look at her. "are you sure you don't want my jacket or something?" she said, genuinely concerned for him.

"nah, i'm good." he said, walking a little closer. "i doubt your jacket will fit me either way." he added before backing up again. aria nods and walks a little closer to him. they're both still under the canopy but small drops of water hit their feet.

"HURRY THE FUCK UP!!!" nick yells from the car, clueless about what just happened. chris sighs before looking back at aria, signaling for them to start running.

just as he does that, they both start sprinting to the car. they're both laughing and yelling at how ridiculous this was until they get to the car. nick stole the front seat so chris and aria were forced to sit together in the back. their soaking wet bodies make into in the car in one piece, still quietly giggling.