do i wanna know? // chris sturniolo

one

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I swear is this twat doesn't leave me alone I might shoot someone.

"Amelia stop."

"You're the one being a dick Christopher."

The boy walks around the corner and stops me dead in my tracks.

"Move your Jolly Green Giant ass out of my way."

"Okay that one actually hurt a little bit," he pouted.

"Womp womp." I roll my eyes and shoved past him to keep going up the stairs, "Stop staring at my ass!"

"It's a nice ass!"

I just ignore him and make my way to Nic's room.

"I fucking hate your brother."

"You say this every time you come over."

"And I mean it every time."

The door swings open, "Did I miss a Mia vs Chris Fight?" Claire asked walking in.

"It wasn't even a fight today. She didn't even throw anything at him."

"Lame," she sighs flopping onto the bed. "So what's the plan for today?"

"Get as far away from Chris as I possibly can," I cover my face with the palms of my hands.

Nic throws a pillow at me.

"What the fuck?!"

"At least it wasn't a lamp," He chuckles.

"But like actually though what are we doing?" Claire starts pacing around the room.

"Mall?" Nic suggests.

"Mall!" Claire and I say in unison. The three of us gather our things and go downstairs where Matt and Chris are seated on the couch.

"Going so soon?" Chris smirks at me.

"I've seen enough of you today."

"Aren't you going to miss me?"

"You wish, Christopher."

"Who told you what I wished for?"

I rolled my eyes at him and continued walking towards the front door.

"Where are you guys going?" Matt finally peaks his head up.

"The mall," Claire blushes. "You can come with us if you want."

"Sure, can Chris come?"

"Absolutely the fuck not." I tell Matt, receiving puppy dog eyes from Chris.

"I'll be good, I promise."

"No."

"Mia let's just bring him with us," Nic suggests.