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chapter nine.

JEALOUS, A CHRIS STURNIOLO FIC.   

CHAPTER NINE.

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Chris's p.o.v

The day of the beach event is tomorrow ... honestly I'm miserable. We were about to start our car vlog and I can't sleep. I'm still thinking about her. It's been a month since she's ghosted me and I still think about her.

It's useless. I hate her. I have for a long time now.






Three weeks ago.

She sat properly but everything about her was uncomfortable and she still looked beautiful. She was facing away from the party and didn't look anyone in the eye.

Lani.

She was at the same exact party as me, I know she said she was going out but I never imagined it would be the same place as me.

I held onto my cup tightly and drank everything in it. The sprite was flat and disgusting.

She was dressed in a strapless black corset bodysuit with white pants. Her hair was in a huge ponytail, all her curls framing her face.

If anxiety was a person it'd be her right now. I laughed to myself.

As usual Nick and Matt were ignoring me. It's not like I needed them to talk to me. Matt was talking to Nailea and Matt was talking to Thomas while he rolled his eyes.

Matt and Nailea use to date but they decided to take a break and never continued for some reason. I never knew what it was and Matt never told me so I never asked. Whatever it was didn't make our friend group weird so I was fine with whatever happened.

Nailea was naturally gorgeous but I never thought of her that way. Id never thought of any girl that way and after a while I questioned my sexuality until two things. I realized that I needed to connect with a girl and find her attractive. And the second thing was that I'd never seen a girl that looked beautiful inside and out.

Until I spoke with Lani. She was different, a nice little ball of sweet anxious energy. I watched her sip whatever was in her cup before she walked to a dark corner of the party.

It was weird, she didn't know who I was but I knew who she was. I didn't like that. It made me feel as invisible as everyone else made me feel but then she'd speak to me like I was special. She lay her back against the wall and took a deep breath in and out.

"Hey..." I whispered over to her and her eyes shot open. That's when I realized how creepy I probably fucking looked.

"Umm.. hi?" She asked. The party was dark but this corner made everything look fuzzy. I could see her but just barely. I was wearing a fitted baseball cap and a long unbuttoned jacket with a shirt and jeans.

"Don't worry, Katy Perry makes me nervous too." I joked as Last Friday Night played on the parties speaker over us. She laughed, light but out of breath. Nice. It was nice. But it made sense she was nice.

"Really?" She asked as I nodded and she laughed again, "Well I'm glad we have the same fears. It makes me feel better.." she said glancing at her shoes. She was playing with her fingers and she finally took a deep breath.

"I'm glad that makes you feel better." I was closer to her now. Her curls were in her face so I moved them away. She gasped when she realized I was touching her and that I was even close.

I shouldn't be doing this, I shouldn't be.

She looked in my eyes and there was no hint of recognition. How could there be? She'd never seen me before. "You sound..." she said and a thousand thoughts pulsed behind her eyes.

I stopped her from saying I sounded like myself.

That I sounded familiar. I didn't want to. Somehow being unknown to her made things a little better.

I pressed my lips gently against hers and she gasped again. Fuck. I shouldn't do this with her. She's upset and I could be taking advantage of that.

She smells like cinnamon.. and cocoa butter. And her hair.. it smells like strawberries. Shes addicting and I'm an idiot for pretending that she's not. She let out a short breath of air before pressing her lips back onto mine.

My heart was thumping in my chest. It was beating so fast. Her lips tasted like chapstick and kool-aid. The kiss thrummed through my body like a waterfall, flowing perfectly.

It felt amazing.

I stopped, remembering what I was doing.

I should feel bad. She's texting me and kissing a stranger at a party. I never thought I'd feel bad for myself but I guess I do.

"I- I'm sorry." she says under her breath.

"Come the fuck on asshole! Some dude got in a fight with Nailea!" Bea called me over and I rushed away from my connection. My heart faded under the music but I could still feel it.




I groaned out loud and threw my pillow across my bedroom. Fuck. Her.

"Chris you ready for the video?" Matt stood outside my door. I rubbed my hands against my face and nodded. He never told us who he was dating and we were supposed to find out tomorrow.

I didn't know what the big surprise was. I think he was dating Nailea again but why else would it need to be some big surprise who's he's dating?

"Matt can I talk to you?" He looked at me in surprise that I was asking him that. He knew that I was being pathetic all week. He could tell. He just didn't know why.

"Yeah what's up?"

"Are you dating Nailea again?"

His eyebrows rose and then dropped, "why would you think that?"

"Because you're hiding you're fucking girlfriend and you've been hiding her for weeks.. lying to us." Matt looks like I've just pushed him. He looks guilty.

"Look Chris I don't know what's going on with you. I didn't lie to you guys. You'll meet her tomorrow.." he tries to walk away.

"You just lied to me again." I was mad I was fucking pissed and I was taking it out on him. He was the only one around, "you know what I don't care about your secret girlfriend honestly. She's that important that you have to lie to your own family then so be it." I walked away from him and got into the car.

"Apple juice is better than fucking orange juice Chris. And if I hear you say anything else in this video.. SO HELP ME GOD-"

"Yeah okay..." I look out the window as Matt smiles down at his phone.

I'm invisible again.







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[ANNA]

I feel bad for Chris.

Matt a bit of a clout chasing asshole and it'll get worst 😉😉😉
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