Imagination (Christian Collins fanfiction)

Chapter 30

I woke up still tired and cold, where's Chris? I slowly sat up and looked around, Chris was sitting in a chair with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands.

Wha.. Oh....

My eyes started watering and I stood up and walked to the bathroom.

OHMYGOD I LOOK SO BAD! I laughed at myself and jumped in the shower.

I got out and wrapped a towel around myself and did my makeup because, let's face it, I need more than mascara today.

I walked out of the bathroom with the towel still around me and grabbed some clothes from my suitcase. I looked up at Chris and he looked up from his phone and raised an eyebrow and smirked at me. I rolled my eyes and walked back in the bathroom to change.

Once I was dressed I walked out of the bathroom aGaiN and Chris had his ear buds in. I don't want to talk to him today... But I do want to talk to him...

No.

He hurt me, I'm not hurting him back...

I grabbed my phone and a room key and opened the door to leave.

"Where are you going?"

I ignored him and walked out of the room. I started walking down the hallway and someone ran up behind me and wrapped their arms under mine and around my waist.

I stopped and glanced down, "Who is this?"

They laughed and I knew who it was, "Crawford what are you doing?"

"Huuuging you."

I laughed and stood there while he hugged me. I needed this.

"How are you?" He said pulling away and turning me around so I was facing him.

Oh gosh...

I just hugged him around the neck and squeezed my eyes shut because I did t want to ruin my makeup... I know, but I look bad enough.

He just held me while I tried not to cry, "You'll be okay, it'll be okay." He said swaying us side-to-side, he's a little shorter than me but I don't mind.

I sighed and Crawford held me tighter, he's always been like a brother to me.

"You didn't deserve this, Nikki." I started crying, who cares? I'll fix my makeup, the show isn't until tonight.

"I can't believe he would do that to me..."

"I can't either, he never shuts up about you and how much he loves you, I don't get it."

We pulled away and Crawford rubbed my arms, "I gotta go, but you'll be alright, love you." He said before walking away down the hallway.

"Love you too, boo."

"Don't call me that!"

I smiled for a second but couldn't do it anymore. Is it bad that I'm so heartbroken I can't even smile for a few seconds?

My phone buzzed and I slid it out of my pocket,

From: Christian 🙈💘
Where did you go?

I didn't answer, I clicked it off and slid down against the wall. I don't know what to do right now.

My phone buzzed again and I unlocked it,

From: Christian 🙈💘
Seriously Nicole, where are you? I'm getting worried

Well if you would just open the door and looked down the hallway...

Then our door opened... He walked out and his eyes were all puffy and red still, I probably didn't look any better.

"I messed up."

"Mhm..."

He just grabbed two fistfuls of his hair and looked down, "I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking and she was upset and I didn't know what to do!" He started crying which made me cry because, like I said, I can't stand seeing him that way.

"You mean the world to me and if my stupid mistake takes you from me I would never forgive myself."

"Christian..." I looked away from him and towards the ground because I'm not sure if what I'm about to say will hurt him or not...

"What?"

"I wanna go home." He dropped his hands from his head and looked at me, "What?"

"I want to leave! I want to go home!" He walked over closer to me and sat in front of me.

"Nikki please don't. Please don't leave me."

I cried harder because I do want to stay but I don't. I don't want to leave him, but he's the reason I want to leave.

"I couldn't do the rest of the tour if you weren't here..."

I covered my face and Chris pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around me, I wrapped my arms around him and cried on his shoulder.

"I love you Nikki, please don't leave me."

I pulled back and grabbed his face and kissed him. Why does he make it so hard to be mad at him? He kissed back and held me tighter.

I pulled away, "I love you so freaking much Christian, but this doesn't mean I'm not still hurt."

He nodded and pulled me in for a hug again.

"I want Ashton gone." He mumbled. I looked up at him and he shook his head, "I meant like off the tour, it's not like she does anything but cause trouble. I'm talking to someone today."

I nodded and rested the side of my head on his chest, "Should we get something to eat?"

I shook my head no, I don't want to eat.

"Well I'm getting food, do you want to come?"

I nodded and we stood up and he intertwined our hands. I love this feeling.