★ . ꜝꜞ ᳝ ࣪ CHAPTER 006! ☁️ׂ ɞ˚₊
❝ stay away from destiny ❞
( real life + social media )

✶ IRL!

when chris wakes up still on the couch, he's a little confused at first. he peels his eyes open slowly and then blinks a couple times, adjusting to the light from the tv as it's currently on an 'are you still watching?' hulu screen.

he's confused as to what woke him up when he realizes the soft thing his head is rested against is a shoulder—a moving shoulder.

he raises his head from destinys shoulder as he registers the sight of her beginning to get up. she looks back at him once she's stood, her eyes widening slightly as she realizes she woke him up. he just furrows his eyebrows. "what are you doing?"

"oh uh.." she trails off for a moment, still registering the fact that he's awoken. "i'm going to nicks room."

"oh shit." he begins to sit up. "what time is it?"

"like four something," she answers with a yawn.

"damn." he rubs at his eyes for a second before beginning to stand up, moving the blanket off of him that he's not quite sure how got there in the first place. because of his tired state, he's not really thinking properly so he doesn't realize how close getting up causes him and destiny to stand from each other. her eyes widen slightly and she takes a step back, chris rubbing at the back of his neck. "if you uh.. want... you can just come back to mine," he offers, referring to his room.

"oh." she blinks in surprise, just staring at him for a moment before she begins fidgeting with her fingers. chris' eyes snap down to the action, noticing it instantly even if she doesn't realize he does. the corner of his lips quirk upwards as he slowly looks back to her eyes. is he making her nervous? he likes making her nervous.

"i should probably just head to nicks since he's waiting for me, but thanks." the tired half-smirk forming on chris' face is quickly wiped off once she finishes her words.

"oh." he pulls his lip together. "okay." he turns back around for a short moment to grab his phone he realized was still on the couch. once he turns back around, he gives her a small smile. "night, des."

"night, chris." she returns the small smile and turns on her heels, beginning to head for nicks room. chris' eyes stay on her back, watching her as she leaves until she's fully out of his vision.

he then sighs to himself and turns around, going to head to his room. he walks along the hallway until he reaches the door and once he opens it, he sighs of relief at it being empty. he doesn't know where everyone crashed for the night but he's glad he's got his room to himself.

he closes the door behind him and instantly walks over to plop onto his bed. he lays on his back with his legs off the bed and his feet on the door. he brings his phone to his face and uses face id to unlock it.

he sees a notification from layla, the girl he's talking to right now, and swipes past it to get to his home screen. he pauses, staring at his phone wallpaper for a moment as his mind wanders.

after a few prolonged seconds of completely nothing, chris let's out a huff of air and sits up. he opens the instagram app and pauses for a moment to comprehend that he's actually going to the length of doing this. he rolls his eyes at his own self before clicking on the search icon and typing in jordanavery.

✶ IG!

jordanav3ry

liked by destinydoe, user, and 18,701 others

jordanav3ry NY this summer 🤙

tagged - irrelevantrandomperson

112 comments

user i need him figuratively mentally and physically

user i just need one chance

user why did nate's sister like this guys pic
↳ user maybe bc he's sculpted by the gods above

schoolperson 🙌🙌

user catch me booking a flight to NY then

matthew.sturniolo 🙏

✶ IRL!

chris' eyes narrow at the sight of matt in the comments. traitor. traitor for what? chris isn't sure yet. he's a traitor though.

he notices destiny in the likes and resists the urge to roll his eyes. she simply just does not need to be here. he actually thinks she would be better off far, far away from this guy.

not because jordan is a bad guy or anything, because chris had a math class with him last year and he's not, but destiny just doesn't need him. if she's fine without him now, she shouldn't have to be with him at all. it's just logical thinking, chris thinks.

he swipes off the post and looks to his account, smirking at the sight of the 'follow back' button. he hits the blue button and then immediately clicks the 'message' button that appears afterwards.

✶ IG!

hey man
we had math together last year right

oh yeah wsp

lemme see ur schedule bro

alr hold on
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we've got english tg this year
no math tho
u actually have math w destiny
if you know her

nate's sister?

yeah

oh yeah i know her

really

yeah i've been snapping her a lot this summer
not sure when u saw her last but she had a huge glow up bro

oh i know
i saw her 10 minutes ago

oh

yeah.

so why'd u text again

just to see if we had classes

ah alr

oh and
stay away from destiny

what

???
stay away from destiny

why didn't u just say u were into her

i'm not

bruh

just stay away

nah man i'm gonna b honest
i actually am into her
not sure what's going on w u but at least i'll admit to it 🤣

😂.

see you in eng man 👋

blocked

bro???
not sent

✶ IRL!

a groan leaves his lips as chris turns off his phone and places it next to his side. he lays back on his bed, getting comfy against the pillows and letting out a sigh. fucking jordan avery. what kind of basic ass name is jordan anyways?

he tries to get his mind off of who he now views as his biggest opp and reaches for the tv remote. he quickly turns it on and as soon as he opens netflix, his phone begins to ring.

he picks up the device and reads laylas name, trying his hardest not to sigh as he clicks the green button. immediately, her high-pitched voice meets his ears. "hi, chris."

"hi, baby," he responds, glancing at his tv screen for a moment before looking back to his phone and swiping out of the phone call. he opens snapchat and begins to look through stories as he asks, "what are you doing?"

"well, i started watching too hot to handle," she says, chris ignoring the way that makes him think of destiny. it's the type of show she'd somehow watch with literally no shame. "but i'm bored."

"oh," chris replies blankly. he pauses as he comes onto ruben's private story, seeing a picture of destiny cozy in nicks bed with her hands together like she's a villain in a movie. the caption is 'she's plotting' and it was posted five minutes ago. he squints his eyes slightly and exits out of snapchat.

layla sighs on the other end, as if she expected him to continue talking. "sooo," she drags out as chris opens imessage and clicks destinys contact. "do you think we'll have classes?"

chris' face scrunches up at her words. he wasn't really planning on their.. whatever... making it to the start of school. he shakes his head to himself and fakes a confident, "yeah, for sure," as he begins typing to destiny.

chris 🤥
u still up?

he then sets his phone down, reaching for the tv remote as layla goes on to talk. "we've never really talked in school before, so i feel like it'll be really fun."

"definitely."

a beat of silence passes as chris scrolls through netflix and she speaks up yet again, "what are you doing?"

"looking through netflix," he responds shortly.

"oh my god," she instantly perks up and chris practically already wants to die at whatever she's getting excited about. "we should watch a movie together!" she exclaims cheerily.

chris plays shameless. "totally," he responds, pulling out his phone for the third time.

"let's watch the notebook," she suggests, her smile practically heard from her voice. they always want to watch romance movies, chris thinks.

"okay," he says dryly, unlocking his phone and frowning slightly at his unanswered text. he decides to go back to snapchat to scroll through stories again since he hasn't got much else to do.

his frown deepens though, when he sees destiny posted on her private story one minute ago.

so what? chris just gets no response? he huffs out a puff of air, slouching further into his pillows. with his frown now turned to a scowl, he clicks on her story to see whatever must be distracting her from him.

✶ SC!

munchers only
| ꗃ 7m by des 🪷

🌞🌞🌞
| ꗃ 5m by des 🪷

munchers only
| ꗃ 1m by des 🪷

✶ IRL!

chris' eyes narrow the longer he stares at the last thing she posted, his hands subconsciously gripping tighter onto his phone. "actually," he speaks into his phone microphone, his voice low. "i'm gonna go to bed."

"oh! w-" her voice gets cut off by him hanging up the phone. he taps back to the snapchat destiny posted on her main story. the snapchat she posted for jordan.

his eyes scan over every inch of the picture, his mind desperately trying to come up with when she went from nate's sister to destiny. to des. it's like he's had the horrible misfortune of being blind to her beauty until she was away for this summer. seeing her again has had him acting different, and of course, destiny seems to be acting different as well.

like matters can't get any worse, now jordan is in the picture. where did this guy even come from? destinys never talked about him before until now.

actually, when he thinks about it, destinys never really talked to him about any guys before...

that's what he just doesn't get. why does she suddenly have the attention of all these guys right when chris' eyes finally open? there was never any guys before and there just shouldn't be any now. chris hates change. he prefers when destiny kept to herself—or actually, by his side.

whatever's happening, it's a huge problem. chris' problem.

💌

chris' perspective woohoo

jordan actually isn't an L btw guys... the user comments are all from me

<3
jaden