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97. my name is blurryface

LMAO GUESS WHO????? SARAH

BIG BIG BIG BIG THANK YOU TOO fairylighthoran FOR THE COVER

A/N: :( sorry I took a while to update. school sucks

I'm supposed to be studying for my biology final but all good :))))) I'd rather update anyways lmao

Why is message man by twenty-one pilots literally Niall from this story

I have these two hot ass new teachers in my school and I swear I'm gonna suck one of their dicks. I'm not even playing. I'm gonna do it. Nobody can stop me lmao

One of them is a retired body builder/model like yummy

And the other one is a football coach and he's super hot and his voice is deep and I'm ready to have all his children

Sorry for typos don't judge me I'm a loser

97 - my name is blurryface

Obviously I ended up on Christopher's doorstep.

I don't know what attracts me to Christopher so much but there's just something about him made me always want to go to him when I have issues or needed to cry or just wanted a new opinion other then the small circle of friends I have.

I just trust him. And the fact he always accepted me with open arms even after everything Niall has put him through is ridiculous. But he shows how much he truly cared about my well being.

I ring the doorbell before off the step, biting my lip in anticipation before regret started to bubble up inside of me.

Would he be mad? Will he try to fuck me? Is he even home--?

The door swings completely open and I take a step back in shock, before realizing its Chris.

"Hey," I murmur, biting my nails.

"Hey," He says mellow-like, like he isn't even the tiniest bit surprised I showed up.

"Hey." I repeat awkwardly, not really knowing what to say.

"Do you want to come inside?"

"Um...yeah." I reply and he steps aside, letting me in.

"Is this where you're going to rant about all of your problems or is this where your going to use me as a rebound for Niall?"

I let out the smallest laugh, "I honestly don't know."

"I'm just teasing you, go to my room." Chris laughs, nudging my shoulder.

I do as I'm told and walk upstairs before sitting on his bed, silently wondering to myself where would I be if I didn't have Chris around. He's always been there for me, even when Niall wasn't. I love Zayn but I want a fresh opinion. I want somebody who's outside our little circle's viewpoint.

(And Zayn will either tell me to have sex or fight somebody. Punching somebody in the face and sucking dick aren't always the answer).

"Here's a few cookies, it was all I had for comfort food." Chris chuckles as hands me the snack before he places it on a countertop and slumps himself beside me.