Fantastic Foursome Imagines

Fearless : Gia + Chris

Gia

“Tracy! Tracy wait!” I pushed through the crowds of hormonal preteens and tried not to fall on my face as my older, and a lot less awkward, sister did the same, though with more success, seeing that she was several feet in front of me.

“Trace!” I grunted as a twelve year old bashed into my shoulder. Can’t she just be calm for a quick second? Please?

“C’mon slow poke!” She stopped for a second so I could catch up and then grabbed my wrist to tug me along.

As she looked back at me I noticed how worried she really was, but what for, I couldn’t guess. Her light brown hair, which matched mine except for the fact that the ends of mine were dip-dyed red, were perfectly curled and bounced as she started pulling me through the crowd herself, my speed was apparently not good enough for her.

“Where are we even going?!” We were supposed to have fun, and RELAX, not go through a wild-goose chase looking for something that I don’t even know we’re looking for!

“I’m trying to find Chris before a bunch of skanks flank him!”

Oh…

Chris was Tracy’s boyfriend and also a VIP of VidCon, which is where we were currently at. Seems that a bunch of teenagers of the female gender enjoy Chris’ company, some of which happen to be scantily clad in the August heat.

“Do you really not trust him?” I called, my voice barely able to cross the short distance between us in the loud area. I mean… Chris, he isn’t exactly a rebel, or a cheater, or whatever.

“It’s not him I don’t trust, it’s everyone else!” I rolled my eyes at her answer but let her tug me along, using the rest of my mind and attention on trying to keep on my feet. After a few minutes of going through the crowd we ended up near the booths where people were lining up to meet the VIP’s who were attending.

“Tracey…” My shoulder was sore after my arm nearly being tugged out of its socket, “Can we stop running now?”

“I don’t see him.” Her face twisted in disgust as she looked around at each booth. My eyes landed on a booth next to danisnotonfire, it was empty, but from the looks of the Enrique posters on it, it was probably Chris’. Enrique was one of Chris’ characters, and my favorite personally.

“I think it’s that one.” I pointed towards it and an inhuman sounding growl left her throat as she scowled. “It’s probably not what you think—”

“Just wait at his booth. If he comes back, tell him that I want to see him.” She stomped off, probably looking for him herself.

“Oh-kay.” I mumbled, standing at the corner of the booth as she instructed. A few girls came up to me, obviously wanting to know where Chris was, but I could only shrug, my throat not allowing any sound. This is why I’m glad I’m not really dating anyone notable. Tracy gets approached all the time because of Chris, but I don’t think I could handle that.

Yeah. I’m fine with just Brad. Though lately he hasn’t really been… the same. He’s irritable all the time and snaps at me a lot. But I guess that’s just because of problems with his mom, I guess. She just reconnected with him after more than ten years of living away in England, but their relationship is still rocky, unconventional, and… hard.

Speaking of which, where is he…? I looked around the room, sorry for having just left him, well, to be honest, though, I was pulled away by Tracy, but still, I felt bad. I caught sight of his short dark hair as it bobbed amongst the crowd, but then I shrank back as I saw the scowl on his face. I’ll just let him cool off, I guess… I wonder what’s wrong with him. Well, nowadays what isn’t wrong with him? I just hope he can work through his problems, soon. I can’t deal with it that much longer. I felt a stab of guilt at that thought—it’s not like he wants to be this way. But whatever’s causing it must be pretty serious, he won’t even tell me. Which I guess is the root of the problem. If he could just be straight with me about what’s happening, then we can move past it.