IN WHICH, chris and valentine are neighbours who have
always hated eachother. their main argument was about the
parking spot in front of their houses, and they had a sort of war going on.
but one day valentine needs chris' help and they start to h...
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CHAPTER TWELVE ! 012. ❝will you shut up so i can pose?❞ (real life + instagram)
so thats why there was an open seat.
val's moment with jack and the happy memories of her mom disappeared as bella stepped into the van and pulled the door shut behind her.
had jack invited her? did he want val to move so she could sit in her spot? was she like, his date? and valentine was chris'?
"thank you so much for coming back for me." she sat down in the seat infront of jack, and her subtle perfume wafted back to where val was sitting, an obligatory reminder that she was amazing down to the smallest detail.
she glanced back and said, "oh hey val- i didn't know you were coming. i wouldve assumed you didn't like sports."
val forced a smile, but it didnt feel like her lips were fully extended as she seethed inside. and she was pretty sure it wasnt an accident for bella to point that out infront of jack.
bella faced forward and started to ramble to the guys in the front.
"i had no idea she was coming," chris said, surprising valentine. his mouth was so close to her ear that she literally shivered. "i swear."
whatever chris said about the forever spot, in that moment, val couldn't help but think that he was also helping her out because he was genuinely nice. haley's words echoed in her head, everyone loves chris.
val leaned closer to him, so he could hear her when she murmured, "you were right about the whole thunder-stealing thing though. i am actually invisible now."
he gave her a no youre not look, but she was not convincing herself otherwise. bella was turned around in her seat, giggling with jack, and a lightly sick feeling settled in val's stomach.
valentine sighed and turned on her phone to distract herself. she went on instagram and found that she was logged onto her spam so she pulled up the camera to post something about the awful situation she was in.
"let me get in."
chris had been looking over her shoulder.
"in what?"
"the photo??" duh??"
"im on my spam, you dont want to be on this."
"will you shut up so i can pose?"
val rolled her eyes and clicked the camera icon before posing with chris.
valentinesday
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locked in a car with chris and bella (my worst nightmare🤕🤕🤕🤕💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯❌❌❌❌❌❌❌❌🤢🤢🤢🤢) tagged- ilovedominicfike liked by imnotvinniehacker, numberonedickrider and 10,345 more...
ilovedominicfike LAST TO LEAVE THE CAR CHALLENGE!!!! SUPER FUN😜 SUPER SCARY😬 WILL WE SURVIVE?? ↳valentinesday (plot twist we're already dead🤣🤣) ↳ilovedominicfike Sensing jealous ↳valentinesday sensing begged to be in the pic😬😬
user chris on the spamm ???
numberonedickrider BELLA ???? ↳valentinesday ha ha yeah🤣🤣 (do i clock her) ↳numberonedickrider omg so fun tell her i say hey🥰 (clock her)
haleydunphy okay head on head action😏😏 ↳valentinesday HALEY. ↳ilovedominicfike Head action😏😏 ↳valentinesday CHRIS ??? U R NOT FUNNY ↳ilovedominicfike Guys she smiled as she typed that
imnotvinniehacker Brave! ↳valentinesday one like = one prayer
after being in that car for what seemed like FOREVER, they finally reached the game.
valentine sat inbetween jack and chris, and the others sat in the row infront of them. the pep band was to the left of them, making any sort of conversation impossible.
val looked over at the cheerleaders, watching to see if bella made any mistakes, but ofcourse there were none to be seen.
chris nudged her with his shoulder. "having fun?" he kind of yelled into vals's ear. "at all?"
she laughed in his ear. "the band is on their third performance of the same song, so i feel like its really gearing up to be a special evening."
that made him smile. chris leaned in closer, but his face remained fixed on the basketball court. "alright, anderson- lets make this interesting. if that guy right there," he said pointing to number 49 on our team, "outscores number 23 on the other team you win fifty bucks."
"what? why?"
"no questions. do you want a fifty or not?"
"well duh. but what if he doesnt?"
"then you wash my car."
she pictured his car. "your car seemed pretty clean earlier. whats the catch?"
"no catch." he shrugged his shoulders, crossed his arms and said, "i mean, i may or may not be off roading tomorrow, but i wouldn't call that a catch."
"you're such a cheater." valentine looked at his teasing face. "what's 49's name?"
"franklyn quinn."
she watched number 49 hit a shot from behind the white line, and she turned to smile at chris. but he wasn't watching the court. he was lookung at val- smirking, actually, in a way that made her stomach do a little stutter thing. she blinked, turning back to the court, hoping he didn't notice whatever little blip that was. then the buzzer went off, and thankfully jolted her from whatever that weird place that moment was all about.
