𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑, 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍?
Chris sturniolo fic!!
Real life x high school x social media
Chris sturniolo x fem ocs
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MALIA NEVER planned it to be a 'sharing class skip.' With Matt's brother and his friend. It's wasn't the right brother to skip with, not with Nick, which would be so funny, but with Chris. Which is even worse.
Malia try to avoid him for a while because of the way he treat her, or talk to her, but her geniuses friend let Chris stay exactly how Chris wanted.
Of course Chris will do anything to bully her in every moment he possibly could find In his day.
But the thing was, Chris didn't was bullying her for being stuck around with Matt and Nick, because it's how he was trying to show her love. Chris knew how to show everyone around him how much he love them, but never to this girl.
It's like a peace of him liked her since she got into his house at the first time and part of hated her for not giving him attention. He never knew. He just wants to taste a bit of her heart.
Chris sat on the chair in the table next to Matt, with his hands on the table and with his head inside his phone. Nate was sitting on the table that was two feet away from their table, and malia sat on the chair that was in front of the class and read her book, like a classic skipping.
"I'm so fucking bored." Nate claim as he fixing his hat. "Me too man." Matt replied, playing with some pencil he found. "Should we do something?" Nate asked all of them. Chris looked at malia as malia looked at Chris and at Nate.
"No." Chris and malia said at once. "Well, thanks for the agreement guys. Very useful." Nate clapped his hands and jumped off the table. "Always bro." Chris replied as he getting back to scroll through his phone. "I mean-" malia left her book aside. "I'll love too. But I'm not doing it with him." She pointed at Chris who didn't even paid attention for what she was doing.
"When you mean him, you mean me?" Chris closed his phone and looked at malia. "No. I mean, the president. Of course it's you, dumbass!" She yelled at him. "Well, if there's something I agree with malia about, it is whatever she was yapping about." Chris sighed.
"I knew you can't deal yourself either." Malia shurg her shoulders and let out a little giggle. "You dying to be me, abrams." Chris laughed. "You wish, Christopher." She repeated back.
Matt and Nate looked at each others and try to keep up in the way they talked, it's like shooting guns. Where they shoot at each other words and Matt and Nate try to defend themselves by not doing anything.
"You lying to yourself." Chris was convince that everyone wanted to be him for one day. "Why would I wanna be a fake person with bad intentions for people." Malia smirked at the guy who was so confident about himself.
