Motionless in White Imagines & One Shots (Open)

Fanfiction [part 2]

Dedicated to: Tiffanijolly eternallywarped

You quickly slid the paper back into your pocket, if y/bf found out she'd flip out. "-So anyway after that, He showed me how everything works backstage. And he even showed me his keyboard! Y/n it was so beautiful! He always held my hand too! Holy fuck me man." Y/bf continued, flopping against the back seat of her sister's car. "Nice, I'm happy you had your fanfiction moment." You chuckled, watching her eyes twinkle in excitement. "What happened with you and Chris? Did you have your moment?" I smiled to myself and remembered the paper in my pocket. "Um... well... we just kinda walked towards the bus... and talked..." She leaned forward and placed her face in her hands, "Then how did you end up in his jacket?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows. "Oh my god y/bf/n, it was cold. He was being a gentlemen and lent me his coat." You huffed, hoping she would drop the subject. "You are blushing. Something else happened. TELL ME!" She screeched, grabbing your shoulder and shaking you. "N-nothing else happened." You stammered out, thinking about the cool feeling of his rings on your cheek. Y/bf sat back in her seat and sighed, "Fine. Don't tell me. I'll day dream it."

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Y/bf walked you to your front door, hugging you before walking back to her sisters car. "Text me when you get home!" You called, she gave you a thumbs up as she climbed in. You finally stepped inside, creeping up the stairs silently to avoid your roommate. Once in your room you whipped out your phone and texted Chris.
Y: Hey, it's me, y/n. um... I made it home.
Within a few seconds he responded.
C: Hey beautiful, I'm glad you made it home safe.
Y: Thank you :) for everything... you're very kind...
C: it was no problem, why wouldn't a guy help out a cutie?
Y: You certainly know how to turn a girl into a tomato... :)

You and Chris continued talking throughout the night, about everything and anything. Until finally he had to call it quits, you glanced over at the clock. Three thirty am.

Y: I'm sorry I kept you up this long, but thank you for the conversation
C: Its worry, I'll talk to you tomorrow. Or later today. Goodnight, sweet dreams.
Y: Goodnight Chris, sweet dreams. Rest well.

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It had been 3 days since you got Chris's number... and you two couldn't stop texting... except for when he was performing of course. But today he had a off day. And he had a plan. All he asked was that you be ready by 12 and that you trust him. So here you were, dressed and ready to go... sitting in the front seat of his car while Slipknot blared through the speakers. He held your hand in his, occasionally kissing your knuckles. Until you finally arrived to his plan. A carnival. He grinned at you as he opened the door for you, "Surprise." You giggled, "Its cute." You said as he draped his arm around you and bought the two wrist bands for the night. You two laughed, and went through all the rides, and the 'haunted' house. Took pictures for memories, and enjoyed each others company. The skies turned a deep purple as Chris guided you to the final ride... the ferris wheel. "You're cheezy... but its cute." You laughed, he smiled and draped his jacket around you, noticing the goosebumps. "NEXT!" The operator called, motioning you forward. You slid in, beside Chris, leaning into him as the ride started. You felt him tense up the higher you got, he had a white knuckle grip on the railing by the time your car reached the top. "Chris? You okay?" "Mmm... I don't like heights..." he trailed off, looking down at his boots. You sat up and looked at him, before tapping his shoulder to get his attention. Before you lost your nerve you placed a timid kiss on his lips. Before you could pull away he kissed you deeper. "Ouy! Step off the ride to your right and make out elsewhere!" The operator suddenly shouted, ending your lip lock.