─────── you got me down on my knees
it's getting harder to breathe out . . .
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𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 . . .
𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨 has always been
a player at heart, but this finally
changes when he falls for
𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐞...
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🎱. . .CHAPTER 53 ! ----- ( real life . . . messages . . . ) ❛ that's sus dude ❜
ᵣₑₐₗ ₗᵢfₑ !
"HE SAID WHAT?" lucille and maria ask in unison, their eyes widened at the words that just left mikayla's mouth. it's monday into the next week and the girls are sat in the cafeteria, waiting for the rest of their friends.
"he said..." mikayla trails off, not sure that she even believes it herself. "that he'd 'wait for me'. i was wasted so i don't even know if i'm one hundred percent correct but—" she pauses for a couple seconds.
"so you guys shared a bed and he let you wear his clothes?" lucille asks mikayla, followed by her taking a sip of the soda in her hand. she nods her head at lucille's question, "that's sus dude."
mikayla shrugs, she's not totally sure if what she's saying is exactly correct since she was pretty drun, but chris hasn't said anything to her, so a part of mikayla feels like she's just imaging what she just wants to hear.
"extremely sus," maria adds on, pushing her lips into a thin line.
mikayla picks up a fry from her tray, dipping it in ketchup then putting it into her mouth. she aggressively chomps on it, pissed off because of he confused feelings towards chris.
but just as her mood slowly starts to improve, she realizes the triplets, mason, and nate are making a beeline towards where they're currently sitting. the thing is she despises how awkward it seems to be whenever chris and nathan are with each other, hating how she's in the same friend group as her older brother and the boy she was fake dating.
they make their way to the table and mikayla's head drops to avoid looking at chris. another thing she hates is how easily and effortlessly he maintains eye contact with her. she sharply exhales, hearing the footsteps only becoming closer as well as chatter of the other students.
"hey, hey, hey!" mason greets them, taking a seat next to mikayla, followed by him stealing a couple fries like usual. nick sits on the other side of mikayla, nathan sitting next to him while matt and chris sit on the other side of the table.
mikayla feels the familiar feeling settling in her stomach as she slowly looks up at chris and the bored expression plastered across his face as he scrolls on his phone. she really has this problem when it comes to staring at chris when they're not talking and she'll forever hate herself for that. however, her attention on him is short lived once she hears a ping from her phone.
