Imagines/oneshots Book 1

143. chris motionless - madness (part 2)

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this is not where i thought this story would go but oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

song: sports by beach bunny

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"y/n wait! you know thats not what i meant!"

chris followed me as i stormed off the bus. everyone else was gone already, getting prepped for the final show. i whipped around and he stopped in his tracks.

"then tell me exactly what you meant."

he froze, opening and closing his mouth a few times.

"yeah, thats what i thought."

i turned back around and kept walking away from him.

"will you just talk to me? please? i dont see why this is such a big deal."

"of course you dont, cause this shit doesnt matter to you!"

he caught up with me and grabbed my arm, turning me to face him.

"yes it matters to me, im sorry for what i said."

"look chris, its whatever, ive been thinking and maybe we shouldnt go on this date anyways. specially if youre just gonna tease me in front of the guys. even if they dont get why."

he held both my arms to keep me in place.

"dont say that, ive been waiting for this date for years."

i shrugged him off of me.

"maybe you should have thought about that before you started being a dick to me."

i turned back around and made my way inside, him following closely behind me as i made my way to their dressing rooms.

"stop following me."

"not until you accept my apology."

"no."

i turned into one of the dressing rooms and vinny was standing there, shirtless, rolling paint onto his arms.

"hi vin."

he looked a little confused at first.

"hi?"

i leaned against the mirror stand next to him and chris walked up to me, he looked a little angrier now.

"i dont see what the big deal is, youve been just as much of a dick to me as ive been to you the past few weeks."

i was a little offended and crossed my arms over my chest. vin just looked at us with wide yes.

"how dare you! i have not!"

he snorted.

"it takes one to know one."

i put my arms down, tight to my sides, and stomped my foot.

"i dont need you or your stupid opinion. and fuck your date."

i pushed past him and walked out the door.

"well i was trying!"

he called after me and i just kept walking, tears starting to fall from my eyes. i wiped my face as i stomped up the bus stairs, going to my bunk and sulking.

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i slept through the whole show. i cant believe i slept through the whole show. even if chris and i weren't getting along ive never missed one of their shows. i sighed to myself and swung my legs over the side of my bunk. everyone was probably asleep by now. i walked slowly to the front of the bus but saw a small light on, it was the tv but it wasnt playing anything, it was just blue. i walked a little further and saw chris laying on his back on the couch and staring up at the ceiling. i stopped in my tracks before opening the fridge. he snapped up immediately.