One of a Kind// chris collins

Chapter Eighteen

T o n i - Chapter eighteen

The apartment was quiet as Chris was sleeping and the rest of them left to go out for lunch. I hear Christians moaning since he is sick and wanting me to lay with him. But I refuse to get sick. I pour the chicken soup into a bowl and bring it to Chris as he looks at me with a soft smile.

"Baby, are you feeling better?" He shakes his head and sits up in bed, rubbing his forehead and taking the bowl from my hands as I hand him a spoon. He blows onto the soup before shoving the spoon into his mouth. I chuckle as he puffs out his cheeks. I kiss him cheek and go back out to the living room.

We're staying in the apartment in Las Angeles for a week before going back to Canada before school starts. I didn't want to go to school since I didn't know anyone besides Crawford and Christian. Kirsten doesn't go to school and Karisma is younger than us.

I would be alone somewhat even though Chris says there will be a lot of girls that would want to be friends with me. I highly doubt it. I lay on the couch and turn on the television as I see a clip of the boys on TV. I smile and look on my phone to see girls hating me.

I haven't really gotten used to it with them calling me a whore and tweeting pictures of us kissing saying I'm just using him for fame. Trust me I'm not. And I never would. I favorite some of the nice ones and throw my phone on the couch. Teenage girls are mean.

"Toni!" I groan and stand up to see Chris holding out his bowl of soup that is now empty. I smile and take it from him, turning around and putting it in the sink while walking back to the room and laying beside him. Screw not getting sick. I just want some cuddles.

"I love you Chris." I whisper in his ear as he smiles at me. I blush and cover my face as he chuckles and pulls my hands away. He looks into my eyes and smirks.

"What did I say about hiding that beautiful face of yours?" I giggle and kiss his nose not answering his question and letting him wrap his arms around me. He starts snoring softly while I lay there looking at my phone.

'Die already'

'Whore'

'Bitch'

'Shes just using him'

'Shes a piece of shit using my man'

'I wish she would kill herself'

'I hope he dumps her and starts dating me'

I sigh and let a tear slip as I wipe it away and close my eyes not letting myself cry in front of Chris. He doesn't need to know about all this hate going on. He doesn't need to worry about me. I snuggle closer to his chest and find myself falling asleep.

SORRY FOR SLOW UPDATES! I just have so many things to do lately. Highschool sucks so much! I love you guys cx