ੈ✩‧₊˚𝓒HAPTER THREE !
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･  ━ ━ ━ ━ ( irl. . . )
━━━━ ❛ make it up to me ❜

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real life.

AS SOON AS mikayla, bianca and jj reach rebecca's house, they're immediately greeted with teenagers swarming the front yard. beer cans, solo cups and all sorts of trash litter the grass as the trio walk towards the open door, passing by their classmates in varied intoxicated states until they're eventually inside.

the house is alive with pulsating pop music reverberating through the rooms, colorful lights bouncing off the walls as mikayla comes face to face with some people she doesn't recognize from school. some of the teenagers enthusiastically dance in the living room with a few drunk females showing off on the table and mikayla honestly cringes at the sight.

"what in the project x has rebecca got herself into?" jj yells over the music, his voice struggling to overpower the buzzing atmosphere so all mikayla and bianca can do is shrug as a dull response.

the three of them push through the small gaps left between teenagers making out, conversing or just trying to take in the party until they finally make their way into the kitchen.

a smile lit with pure warmth and joy grows on mikayla's face as she notices chris standing behind the kitchen island and participating in a game of beer pong with abel on his team. opposite them is nate and lucille, maria cheering for her friends as she comfortably sits on the kitchen counter, a cup of root beer in her hand.

however, the smile on mikayla's face slowly drops as she recalls what chris previously said to her in the groupchat. she hates how the text hasn't left her head all night because the fact that chris called her jealous is honestly upsetting.

seconds later, a burst of cheers erupt from chris and abel as they managed to get nate and lucille to finish all their beer, sparking high-fives from ongoers. "sucks to lose," chris teases his friends with an expression of false pity on his face.

"miks!" maria suddenly yells, hopping off of the counter top and running towards her friend. lucille does the same, the three girls tightly embracing each other while squeals of excitement leave their lips. maria and lucille pull away as they all smile at each other.

lucille takes a sip from the alcoholic drink in her cup. "have you talked to..." she whispers, nudging her head towards chris—who's still talking to abel while leaning on the marble kitchen island.

mikayla just slowly shakes her head as a response with pursed lips, occasionally glancing over lucille's shoulder and at chris. he genuinely has no reason to be acting like mikayla doesn't exist because he's the reason why she's feeling slightly disheartened. it's almost as if there's been a small shift in his attitude ever since he came back to boston. she just huffs and rolls her eyes.

"well...we're gonna go wasted," bianca speaks up from next to mikayla, her hand wrapped around jj's bicep. "call if you need us," she smiles at the girls as jj salutes; the two of them disappearing through the sea of teenagers.

suddenly chris appears behind lucille, an awkward expression on his face. "hey," he loudly talks over the music and mikayla's attention shifts to him, her lips pushed into a thin line. "can we talk?" he asks his girlfriend but before mikayla even has the opportunity to part her lips to reply, a girl is repeatedly calling chris' name.

mikayla's head snaps to the direction that the voice is coming from and her face crinkles with confusion at who's walking into the kitchen. miks doesn't recognize her in the slightest and she silently wonders who this is as she sashays towards where they're standing.

her brunette curls are extremely long and voluminous as she smiles, eventually finding herself in front of the group. she pushes her hair behind her ear, showcasing her french tips that seem to be freshly done. mikayla's eyes fall to the ground where she's standing, slowly gliding up—the black heels, flared jeans, black lace top, brown fur jacket, gold rings cluttered on her fingers, matching gold hoops and a makeup routine that makes her glow beneath the bright kitchen light.

"chris oh my god!" she excitedly squeals, pushing past mikayla slightly to envelop chris with a gentle embrace. a scent of fresh berries and vanilla invades mikayla's senses as she exchanges awkward glances with lucille and maria. "i missed you and your brothers," she hums, pulling away and completely disregarding mikayla. but miks just remains calm, not showcasing any sort of emotion towards what she's witnessing.

"serena...hey..." chris awkwardly trails off as serena places her hands on her hips. "this is my girlfriend, mikayla," he finally introduces mikayla as he throws his hand over her shoulder.

serena's facial expression falters for a moment but she outstretches her hand to miks for a handshake, mikayla completing the action. "these are my friends lucille and maria," she gestures towards the girls standing on the other side of chris.

"nice to meet you mikayla," a smile grows on serena's glossy lips before her attention shifts to the others. "maria, you're matt's girlfriend, right?" she questions with a tilted head and maria nods as a response.

lucille repeatedly blinks at serena, her lips pressed together as she glares at her, then at miks. it's almost as if the two girls are sending each other telepathic messages about serena. mikayla is the last person to judge a book by its cover, but she just has a bad feeling that is not jealousy.

"finally a party worth coming to," a familiar voice announces from the other entrance to the kitchen and a grin quickly appears on mikayla's face. she whips around, immediately running towards her favorite (and only) ginger friend, mason. lucille and maria also run towards him, the four of them
sharing a warm group hug after not seeing mason since last summer.

matt appears too with nick on his side and maria pulls away from the group hug, instead embracing matt. "i missed you!" she mumbles into his chest as if they weren't together a few hours ago, but the group love how attached she is to her boyfriend.

"i missed you too," matt easily responds, his arms wrapped around maria's waist. it's honestly so cute how in love they look and act, because to the friend group, it seems like matt is the last person to behave this way; they all love it though.

mikayla, lucille and mason finish hugging, miks looking up at him. her hand reaches for his hair and she harshly tugs at it, "ew dude why did you cut your hair?" she frowns, her hand dropping back to her side.

mason rolls her eyes, playfully pushing her away. "oh fuck off," he huffs, before he throws his arms around mikayla and lucille's shoulders. "i need a drink," mason grumbles and mikayla bites back a grin.

MIKAYLA STANDS IN one of the bathrooms in rebecca's large house, applying lip liner and a fresh coat of lipgloss as she leans towards the mirror. she's been at this party for longer than expected and she honestly hasn't been having the amount of fun she thought.

that's genuinely caused by serena and the fact that she's perfect. after miks went with lucille to get mason a drink, she returned back to the kitchen alone and she frowned at the sight of the triplets and nate talking to serena, her words making them erupt into loud laughter. the only laugh miks was focused on was chris', and the fact that nobody else, but her and serena makes chris laugh like that. maybe mikayla's just overthinking or being jealous like chris said, but she has a right to like any normal girlfriend.

miks places her makeup back in her handbag, throwing it over her shoulder and picking up her solo cup as she gives one final look at her reflection. mikayla forces a smile as she pushes the door open, exiting the bathroom. her phone from inside the pocket of her gray sweatpants pings and she reaches for it, completely disregarding her surroundings.

though that's definitely a mistake because mikayla's face bumps into a familiar chest, the drink in her cup flowing over the rim, spilling over herself and the other person. she looks up at him, a frown on her face, "chris," mikayla mutters with her tone laced with annoyance.

"mikayla," he repeats in the same tone, looking down at the liquid staining his white shirt. "somebody wasn't paying attention," chris teases and mikayla rolls her eyes, placing her phone back into her pocket. with her now free hand, she holds onto her boyfriend's wrist, leading him to the bathroom.

mikayla closes the door between them and an uncomfortable silence falls over the couple since they haven't had an actual conversation ever since the group chat. she wants to talk about it, so that's what mikayla's preparing to do.

chris takes a seat on the bathtub as mikayla takes a wash cloth hanging next to the sink, running the material beneath warm water. she feels chris' eyes on her, but she just ignores it. "why'd you call me jealous?" mikayla finally questions after the word has been in her mind all day. she turns around, leaning on the counter while she dabs the towel against the stain as chris thickly swallows.

"i don't know miks," he bluntly replies as mikayla throws the towel at him. chris catches it and he begins to wipe down his shirt, clearing his throat. "i didn't mean it in a bad way, i just think that if i was in your position, i'd be jealous," he pauses to give mikayla the opportunity to respond.

"oh so you were just self projecting?" mikayla blankly dumbs down his response with a tilted head and folded arms, chris quietly chuckling. "you should've just told me that, rather than making me feel like i'm some sort of immature girlfriend," she adds on with a voice quieter than before.

"i know and i'm sorry baby," chris apologizes as he stands up, throwing the towel into the bathtub, stepping directly in front of her. he places his hands on her waist, the touch sending shivers down mikayla's spine as she feels her heartbeat rapidly speed up.

miks wraps her arms around his neck, looking up at chris through her lashes and admiring how good he looks. "just make it up to me," she whispers and the corner of his lips upturn into a grin while his blue eyes sparkle when they connect.

her hands pull the hat off of his head and mikayla throws it onto the floor without caring. she tugs on his brunette waves, knowing that the feeling of her hands in his hair is one of chris' weaknesses, making him groan softly. while one of his hands stay on mikayla's waist, the other moves to the side of her neck, gently pulling her face towards his own. their lips hover against each other's momentarily until chris closes the distance between them.

mikayla tilts her head to deepen the kiss, the sound of their breaths mingling filling the room over the muffled music. chris uses the hand on mikayla's waist to pull her body closer to his own as she twirls his hair around her fingertips. "you're killing me miks," he mutters through the kiss, making mikayla feel weak in the knees.

mikayla smiles into the kiss as chris gently holds onto her hips, pushing her back against the sink. chris then finds his hands on mikayla's thighs, taking it as the chance to lift her onto the counter without breaking the kiss.

but seconds later he pulls away, his hands remaining on her hips. "how much time do we have before they come looking for us?" he asks with mikayla's lip combo around his mouth and on his lips.

mikayla chews on her bottom lip as she moves her legs to give chris space to stand between them. "hmm," she huffs, pretending to think while her hand holds onto his belt, using it to pull him towards her. "not too long," she says against his lips as a grin appears on his face, his response being to place his lips back on hers.

however, as they're sharing this intimate moment, the bathroom door swings open and mikayla quickly retracts away from chris. their heads both turn to face the doorway and mikayla's face crinkles when she acknowledges that its serena of all people.

she doesn't flinch and instead smiles at chris. "sorry to interrupt...matt's looking for you guys. he's ready for us to go," serena insists as she runs her hand through her soft curls.

mikayla's face scrunches up at the use of the word 'us', and a crease appears between her eyebrows. "sorry, what do you mean 'us'?" the words come out a little harsher than she intended.

serena's eyes flicker between chris and mikayla, "he didn't tell you?" she says through a chuckle of disbelief and miks shakes her head. "chris offered me a place at his mom and dad's house," she continues with a grin.

milayla cannot believe her ears as she slowly turns her head to look at chris, his gaze glued to the floor. she rolls her tongue inside of her cheek while slowly shaking her head, because it's one thing for chris to call her jealous, but it's another thing for him to not mention this to her.

now she's just anticipating having another conversation with him.

more drama 💖
no ghost reading allowed. I NEED TO HEAR YOUR SILLY LITTLE THOUGHTS

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