Moonlight (c.m.)

ch. 2

You wake up to the sound of someone in the shower, as it is the closest to your bunk. You yawn and crawl out of it, standing up to stretch. Chris had the biggest bunk, which was across from yours. Curiosity struck you as you glance down at his bunk for a moment, and then turn to go into the common room. Noticing you're the first one awake, you start some coffee and grab a banana off the counter. While you wait for the coffee, you lean against the counter while eating your banana and scroll through twitter, seeing multiple fans tag you in posts from last night. It baffles you how quickly the fans catch on, considering this is only the second time you've come on tour with the guys. Your thoughts are interrupted when a tall, slim figure appears beside you. You look up and see a sleepy, makeup-less Chris. You've seen him without makeup before, but it always catches you off guard how handsome he actually is.

"Guess you're not fully awake, huh (y/n)?" He smirks, noticing you staring at him. You blush immediately and turn back to the coffee pot, unsure what to say. Fuck, why does he get you so flustered? You think, opening the cabinet for a coffee cup. You roll your eyes as you see they're all on the top shelf, just barely out of your reach. You see Chris's tattooed arm reach over your head to grab two cups, handing you one. He was so close to you, you could feel the heat radiating off his body. You hope he couldn't hear your heart pounding in your chest.

"Thanks." You murmur, smiling slightly at him. You pour yourself a cup, and make it the way you like it. You move past the tall man and sit down on the couch, curling your legs underneath you. You have a boyfriend, why were you acting weird?

"Did you sleep well?" He asks, sitting across from you, breaking the silence between the two of you. You nod and pull your phone out again.

"Yeah, for the most part. Other than Andy blowing up my phone at 3 am." You chuckle, seeing you haven't received a good morning text, as you usually do. You sigh and decide to leave it. He's probably irritated that you didn't want to talk to him last night.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" His voice is soft as he looks at you, taking a sip from his own cup. This catches you off guard.

"Oh, uh, yeah sure, what's up?" You reply, suddenly growing more nervous. Was he going to interrogate you on why you were staring at him earlier? Was he gonna ask about the messages you received last night? About the details of your relationship?

"How did you and Andy meet? Was he nice when you met him?" He asks cautiously, knowing how picky of a subject this is for you, considering how you reacted yesterday. He wanted to know what you saw in him, and if he's as good to you as you say he is. He isn't sure why this is any of his business, but he wants to know.

Oh.

"Oh, well, we met at Warped Tour last year, and he seemed pretty nice when I met him. He seemed really interested in me, and told me I was beautiful. We started talking, and he asked for my number. The rest is history I guess." You answer after a period of silence. Why was he so interested in your relationship? Was he going to tell you how awful he thinks Andy is just like your brother does? You hope not. You didn't want to hear it.

Chris takes a few moments to process what you said, and on what to say next. He doesn't want to offend you, but he wants to look out for you. He knows how shitty Andy can be, and he doesn't want him to take advantage of you. From what Ghost says, you're sensitive and naive. "Oh, that's cool. I was just wondering, because I've heard some... rumors about him." He hesitates, glancing away for a moment, then back at you to see your reaction.

You sigh and roll your eyes. Of course. "Those rumors aren't true, Chris. He isn't a bad guy, I don't know what Devin told you, but I think he's great. I don't see why you guys have a problem with him." You snap, crossing your arms over your chest and looking away. You hated how much shit they were giving you about Andy. You get that they're protective of you but damn, it's not like he's the antichrist.