Desire {Christian Delgrosso Fanfiction}

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"What's his problem, again?" Christian's eyes were full of confusion as he turned around to look at me.

"He's scared that you're more important to me than he is." I sighed, repeating my words to Christian who definitely looked shocked according to me.

"What!?" He technically yelled, I was holding back a giggle because I shouldn't be laughing at all now but oh well, that's me. Always laughing at the worst moments!

"Okay, look, this is sort of serious but I really want to ignore it right now." I cleared my throat and said, emphasising the word 'really', my eyes locked on Christian's dark eyes.

"Fine, but you know, it's disturbing that Justin is not cool with us being together." Christian rolled softly his eyes, a kind of sad look on his face.

"But he told me he is..." I shrugged softly, unsure of what else to say.

"Clearly, he is not! Don't you see how he reacts every time?" Christian exhaled, running a hand through his soft, perfect hair. He sat down on my couch and turned his eyes on me again.

I couldn't stop staring at him and for a moment, I totally forgot about what we were talking about, he looked too beautiful to be real. I just wanted to kiss him and hold him for the rest of my days. "Can we...just leave that for now? I was, you know, thinking that we could talk about us instead." I mumbled while walking towards him and sitting down next to him.

"Talk about us? Like, what's our favourite movies and dishes, songs, places? Pets?" Christian's expression eased and he was joking around again which made me giggle softly. I lied down with my back on the couch and my head on his thighs, looking up to him.

"If you wanna talk about that, that's cool too." I grinned softly before winking.

"What was that for?" He chuckled and I laughed again. "Nothing. Just a wink." I giggled a bit as his eyes were looking at me strangely but in a funny way.

"Hm, just a wink, huh?" Christian joked before squeezing my side which literally made me feel so tickled I fell off the couch in seconds. I was so mad at him, but the temporary kind of mad and he was laughing like an idiot. He couldn't even breathe normally out of all this laughter, I was rolling my eyes so hard they'd leave my skull. I pouted at him for being rude and laughing so much, he rushed at me and hugged me once he stopped laughing. "Aw, I'm sorry you poor little baby." He pretended to be sad for me, I was laughing in his chest silently, my whole body was shaking. "Wait, are you crying or something?" He pulled back only to see me laughing so hard my stomach hurt. "Oh come on! You're kidding me." Christian's face looked hypothetically angry at me, all I did was laugh more. His eyes gazed at me like he was about to attack me and I put my hands higher to defend myself. "No! Don't you dare tickle me again!!" I stated in a very serious tone which made Christian look at me in a I-wasn't-going-to-do-anything way but I knew he was only faking it. "Hey, seriously. Sit down and let's talk about random shit like we usually do." I said softly as I let my hands down, trusting him. "Let's order a pizza first." He grinned like Grinch before grabbing the phone to order. I shook my head and rolled my eyes at him. Pizza is officially his drug.

"Funny story, the other day, when I was at college, a random girl approached me and went like 'hey sorry to bother you but, uh, look, I know you're friends with Justin Bieber and I wanted to ask you, if it's not difficult for you, to actually get me to meet him?' I honestly didn't know how to respond to that. Like, sorry but I am not his agent? And what would we earn from that? Jeez, can you believe people nowadays?" I took a deep breath after saying all that to Christian who was impatiently waiting for the delivery guy so much that I highly doubt he even heard my story.

"First things first, she's a fan, don't be rude, bitch." He started off teasing me much in which I responded with the classic eye roll. "Secondly, why did you even tell me this story? It's not funny..." He put his tongue out on me, supposedly making fun of me.

"First things first, if you think that I'm a bitch, I've got some solutions for you. Here they are. A. Stop dating me. B. Fuck pizza instead of me. C. That's all." I acted all serious and as-a-matter-of-factly, fighting to hold my laughter back when I saw his widened eyes and practically shocked facial expression.

I was waiting for a bitchy reply which didn't quite seem to come my way though. Christian was just sitting there and staring seriously at me, I couldn't help but giggle a bit. I turned my head to check the clock since we expected the delivery guy with the beloved pizza and of course, I did not expect what happened next. He literally attacked me from the other side of the room, knocking me down on the couch and filling me with kisses and hugs. I started laughing so hard that I bet my lungs would certainly run out of oxygen any second now. He tickled my sides and stomach, his lips giving me kisses everywhere on my face and neck. I tried to push him off with my legs but it only made everything worse. Thankfully, the pizza guy saved me! (In two different ways actually).

"You're so lucky the pizza is here." Christian said once he brought the pizza in while I was struggling to breathe again.

"Stop tickle-attacking me, okay!?" I exclaimed as I fixed up my self a bit.

"I'm not tickle-attacking you. I'm love-attacking you." Christian smiled all innocently and damn him, I couldn't stay mad at him not even for a whole minute. "I love you." He smiled at me again, all sweetly.

"Gah, I love you too." I mumbled as I watched him shove a slice of pizza in his mouth. "Ah-kno-" He mumbled through his full mouth, instead of 'I know', which surprisingly, I found very cute. God, I need help.

And eventually, we didn't even spend our time chatting much after eating. We ate so much all we wanted to do after, was drink a whole bottle of coke and chill together. We actually did talk about something. About how happy we were that our lives collided.