Imagines/oneshots Book 1

150. Chris motionless - fever dream (part 4)

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Nick kills me

Song: promise me by badflower
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I stomped down off the bus after Chris and saw Ricky leaning against it smoking, just like I had found him this morning.

"So I take it you two are done?"

I looked up at Chris as he snaked his arm around my waist.

"Yep."

"Well I wanted my lighter but that ship has sailed."

I reached to my side and grabbed Chris's hand.

"Sorry Rick, I hope you didn't miss Beartooth."

He looked to the ground.

"Nope, but now I'm gonna miss anberlin."

He dropped his cigarette.

"You could join us for Attila."

He looked at me like he didn't know why I was trying to be nice.

"That's okay y/n, if you two really are done I think I'm just gonna go sit in my bunk for a while till dinner."

He clicked the door handle and stepped in without another word. I looked at Chris.

"Come on, we don't wanna Miss it."

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I sat on the hill with Chris by my side and watched him pick at the grass, dropping a few blades here and there on my leg.

"Do you have to go so soon? I mean you have a pass you could stay for dinner."

He looked up at me and pulled the grass between his fingers.

"I think I should probably get some sleep before I have to get back to highschool you. You have a big art test tomorrow after all."

I nudged him with my elbow and smiled at him.

"Of course I do."

He just kept looking down, playing with the grass.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

He looked at me and offered a small smile.

"Nothing's wrong. I'm just glad I got to see you like this again."

I leaned forward a bit and kissed his forehead.

"I'll miss you like this. At least until I'm old enough to cross this time line for real."

"You mean I won't see you like this again?"

I looked down and started fiddling with the grass he had put on my leg.

"I can't Chris, it was already dangerous coming here to see you like this now. I was just praying I wouldn't be here already with you as an adult."

He dropped the grass and stood up, offering me a hand.

"I'm glad you did though."

I took his hand and he pulled me to my feet, wrapping me in a tight hug and shoving his face into my neck.

"I am too."

When we pulled away he took my hand and led me back down the hill.

"Guess we better get you home then, art test me is probably waiting on you."

I laughed as we walked across the lot to the bus.

"I'm sure he is, ready to give me that A he said he would get for not studying."