Chandler Riggs Imagines | √

Tumblr.

I jump over the bed stomach first and scroll down Tumblr. 7k followers? I sigh and a big smile draws on my face. I've been 'famous' for what? For posting depressing shit. Yes, I'm not depressed but people like it, and yes, I have my 'times' but, mah.

I take a picture of me, hold out a piece sign and take it. I post it and put on the caption:

"Thanks you guys so much for 7K followers! I couldn't be more grateful. I don't deserve you guys! I love you so much"

I post and my notifications start blowing up. I smile. I go to the DMS, people always write me stuff, I love it. But, there's one that catches my eye. rust-ing. I know who that one is! Chandler motherfucking Riggs! I open it.

To: depressing.quotes.
From: rust-ing.

Hey Y/N. Omg I love your blog so, so, so much. Wish I could have one like this. Congrats on 7k! *heart emoji*

I smile and open the keyboard immediately.

To: rust-ing
From: depressing.quotes.

Oh my, you're so sweet! Glad you like it! Yours is the bomb as well! *heart emoji*

I tap his profile and just scroll down. Depressing stuff. Why? I giggle and a notification pops up. His message. I open immediately.

To: depressing.quotes
From: rust-ing

Well, most of it is yours! Omg, I'm fangirling so much! You don't even know how much! Ajskaoakajajkaoaiaa love you!

To: rust-ing
From: depressing.quotes.

Oh! I love you too! What's your name?

Me? Why do I ask for his name if I already know that? Well, let me guess... What if he tells me a name that isn't that one... Smart one, Y/N.

To: depressing.quotes.
From: rust-ing.

Ah! I cannot believe your asking me this! *hearts attack* well, I'm Chandler. You don't have to say yours, I already know it!

Nice one. So, he doesn't want me to know he's famous. Okey, I'll respect it. He wants privacy, I understand.

To: rust-ing
From: depressing.quotes.

Chandler! I love that "candle maker". *laughing emoji* look, I probably shouldn't be doing this, but: here's my number. 12-19192-28. Please, please. Don't give it out. I don't feel like changing it.

I probably shouldn't have done this but, it's already done. Fuck... I probably shouldn't worry, he knows how the desire of privacy works.

From: rust-ing
To: depressing.quotes.

*dies* omg! Thanks so much! I promise I won't. I'll text you and... Yeah! Just hold on.

I lock my phone and walk to the bathroom. It's happening... I sigh looking myself in the mirror. My makeup is running down, gross. I take a makeup remover and smear it across my face. I put my hair in a loose ponytail and get back to my phone.

Unknown number: hey! It's me!
Unknown number: where did you go? :(
Unknown number: have you already regretted giving me your number? *cries*

I unlock it and save the number as: Chandler.

I tap back:

Y/N princess:

I'm not going anywhere!!

Chandler:

Omg! I'm sorry I'm so annoying.

Y/N princess.

Don't worry, haha. Ssoooo, what's your plan for tomorrow?

Chandler:

Sleep, eat... You? Hahaha, my life is so boring. I have literally no friends *crying emoji*

Y/N princess:

Haha, same! Omg! Yeah well, you have one now!!

Chandler:

Wow! Are we seriously friends??

Y/N princess:

Yeeessss!! Asjskakoaja awesome isn't it??

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Aweee, this is an 'adaptation' not a copy of a fanfic of Chandler Riggs. All creds go to you! Second part??? ❤