─────── 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 54 ! ----- ( real life . . . messages . . . ) ❛ i just want you now ❜
ᵣₑₐₗ ₗᵢfₑ !
For chris, the weeks have been passing by slowly and it's now the evening of the winter formal. having to hear about mikayla and noah only becoming closer also isn't helping him as well as the fact that he can't go through a whole day without her brushing his mind—chris' mood just deflates each second.
he silently sighs, concealing his body underneath his blanket and he has no intention of leaving this bed, even with the suit calling his name from inside of his closet.
chris hears his door creak open, but he just ignores it and hopes that whoever it is will get the hint and go away. however, the sound of approaching footsteps against his floorboards starts to irritate him since he just wants be alone right now. he huffs and the bed dips with someone's added weight.
"chris," matt's soft voice fills his ears and it's clear his brother knows that he's in no mood to exit his bedroom tonight. chris feels matt's hand on his concealed shoulder, shaking it slightly. "kid we're about to go, can you get up and talk to me."
chris doesn't want to ignore his brother, he doesn't want to let his bitter attitude be the cause of being a dick towards his brother, so he slowly pulls the blanket off of his head, peeking out from it. he looks at matt in his black suit, probably matching maria, with a pink polo shirt.
"i'm not leaving my room today," chris mumbles, pulling the blanket back over his head. he just wanted to show that he isn't trying to ignore his brother.
he listens to matt sigh and stand up, choosing to remain under his blanket. the sound of retreating footsteps makes his heart sink slightly, but he just isn't motivated to do anything right now, only imagining how happy mikayla must be right now.
Mikayla frowns as she sits at the vanity in lucille's room while applying lip liner. she's happy to be going to the dance with her friends as well as a date, but she just wishes that it was with someone else. music blares through lucille's bedroom and mikayla places the lip liner lid back on her desk, staring at her reflection.
she tunes out the music as well as maria and lucille's conversation, brushing her brunette hair behind her ear. after the amount of preparation she did to enjoy this dance, she just wishes that she's looking forward to it. see, noah didn't even offer her a ride, in fact, he hasn't even texted her saying anything and she hopes that he's not trying to stand her up.
