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the dance drags on, honestly everyone just waiting until late enough they can go home and change before the party.

the group leaves maddy and hayden to go to her house to change, and the boys come to their own.

"i'm gonna change, jack you can borrow something," matt nods, tapping jack on the chest with the back of his hand.

chris watches the two walk upstairs to their bedrooms, holding his breathe until their out of view

"something's wrong." chris blurts, turning to nick, "i don't fucking know what it is."

"what do you mean?" nick sighs, letting himself fall down on the couch

"everytime zola comes around, my stomach gets all fucking weird. like it feels like it's doing backflips."

nick shakes his head, "i mean- you ever think about the fact that maybe you actually like her?"

"like her? yeah right i can barely hold back my puke from just looking at her." he rolls his eyes, pacing, "i mean yeah i don't really care about elena anymore, and i guess she is like pretty. but she's too loud and obnoxious and the thing she does with her hands when she's nervous is dumb." he rambles

nick watches as chris turns pale, his face going blank, "holy shit. i think like hayden."

"finally!" nick cheers, standing up and slapping his brother on the back, "your the last one to find out bud. i've been thinking this all along."

now it's chris's turn to sit down, his head spinning with thoughts of his newly recognized crush, "what do you mean you've been thinking this?"

"taylor swift literally wrote mastermind for me specifically."

his head snaps up, his voice lowering, "you cant fucking tell matt, okay? or anyone for that matter."

"relax chris," nick stands up, heading towards his own room, "but seriously dude- your whipped. you might want to tell him about it soon."

he stands up to walk away, leaving chris alone with his realization.

of course, of fucking course, that's when maddy and hayden walk in, giggling at some joke.

she gives a chris a weird look when she sees him, "what?"

"what?!" he answers a little too quickly and a little too defensively

maddy snorts, "you look like you just saw a ghost."

he crosses his arms, but honestly he's unable to keep his eyes off zola, "no i don't."

"okay weirdo," she rolls her eyes, pushing him slightly, "go change so we can leave already."











"are you ok?" hayden elbows chris as they climb out of the car

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