Cimorelli One-Shots :)

Part 6 (Listina)

Dedicated to aDASHofacapella...hope I did it justice :)

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Christina POV-

I stared at Lisa through the glass, admiring her perfect braids. She sang her part again, and I focused my attention on the computer. The editor, Matt, said,

"Hey, Chris, do you want her to run that again?"

I replied,

"No. That was...that was perfect."

Lisa smiled at me through the glass, displaying her perfect rows of white teeth. She stepped out of the recording booth and said,

"Okay, so I was the last one so I guess we're done for today. Bye Matt!"

I waved bye to Matt, and followed Lisa out the door. We were the only ones who had recorded today. Lisa got into the drivers seat, and she pulled out of the parking lot. I said,

"Oh, Lise, I almost forgot. Can you drop me off at Nick's apartment? I wanna suprise him, we haven't really talked lately. Is that okay? And can you pick me up?"

Lisa nodded and said,

"Sure. I was gonna go shopping anyway. I heard that Forever 21 has new leopard print shoes."

I grinned as the car stopped right outside the apartment. I got out of the car. Right before I closed the door, I yelled,

"LEOPARD PRINT ISN'T A COLOR!"

I laughed as Lisa began to scream at me. I slammed the door and climbed the steps up to Nick's apartment. I fished through my semi-neat purse, looking for my key to his apartment. I found it, and unlocked the door.

I strolled through the apartment, confused when I didn't find Nick on his couch. After all, it was a football day. I heard a noise from his room, and I smiled. I couldn't wait to see him,  have his strong arms wrap around me. I opened the door, and I felt my heart crumble to the floor.

My breath stopped, and my vision began to slip away. Nick was kissing a girl. Not just any kissing. He was KISSING her, and it obviously wasn't just a one night stand. There was an emotional connection. I stayed uprooted in my spot, wanting to look away. But I couldn't.

I hadn't noticed the tears until Nick and the girl broke off. There was guilt on his face. He began,

"Chrissy! Wait, babe, it's not what it looks like, I promise. Wait, don't go. Let me talk."

He walked towards me, extending his arms for a hug. I stepped back and said in a cold, hard, unfamiliar voice,

"Don't touch me. Don't look at me."

He put up his hands in surrender, and watched dumbfoundly as I walked away, my vision blurry from the fat droplets. I walked outside the building, and sat on the bench. I somehow managed to call Lisa. She picked up in her cheery voice and said,

"Hey Chris, you done already? Wow, that was a quick makeout session with your boyfriend."

I tried to control my shaky breath when I said,

"Lise. Can you come pick me up. As fast as you can?"

Lisa's tone instantly became soft. Sensing that I didn't wanna talk, she hung up. I stared into the clouds, thinking about Nick. Why wouldn't he cheat? It's not like you have anything special. You're too bossy and controlling. You're ugly. You're the worst singer in the band. People find 16 year old DANI more attractive than you. And shes just getting prettier.

My thoughts were interupted as Lisa pulled up, her face studying mine. I got into the car, and immediately burst into tears. Lisa kept one hand on the wheel, and one hand rubbing my neck.

We got to the house, which was thankfully empty. I cried every last drop out of me, until only my cracked sobs remained. Lisa finally asked,

"Uhh...Chrissy? What happened?"

I took a deep breath, and said,

"We-well, I walked into Ni-Nick's room and he was kis-kissing another gi-girl. He tr-tried to defend hi-himself. But a ch-cheater should never be fo-forgiven."

Lisa's eyes turned dark, her anger towards Nick taking over her. She yelled,

"THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE. WHAT. IS. WRONG. WITH. HIM. HE JUST GAVE UP THE MOST TALENTED, BEAUTIFUL, AND NICEST PERSON EVER AS HIS GIRLFRIEND. ALL BECAUSE HE COULDN'T KEEP HIS HORMONES IN LINE?! WAIT TILL I GET MY HANDS ON THAT DIRTY FACE OF HIS. I'LL GIVE PEOPLE A REAL EXCUSE TO LOOK AWAY FROM HIS FACE, MINUS HIS CRAPPY PERSONALITY."

I feebly smiled as Lisa expressed her rage. I said,

"Lisa, no beating up anyone."

Lisa fake pouted, and walked into the kitchen. I went to my room, and changed into the fluffiest pajamas I owned. I lied down on the bed, trying not to let tears slip. Think about anything but Nick.

I let the black mast cover me, and I put my thoughts to a halt as I fell asleep.

Two hours later

I groaned as I felt a crick in my neck, probably from sleeping in the wrong position. I winced as the sun blared through my window, interrupting my nap. I lethargically got out of bed, and turned on my phone. I clicked on my messages:one from Lauren saying that she was going to kill Nick, and one from Lisa.

I clicked on Lisa's message, sure that it would be a tumblr post that she thought was funny. My heart jumped out of my chest when I saw the message. Lisa had sent me a selfie. And not just any selfie. She was smiling from ear to ear. In the background of her selfie was a picture of Nick on the floor, his face brusied, his lip bleeding, and his face contorted in pain. I read the message.

"No one messes with my big sis. Let's just say Nick is gonna need some Advil."