🎱. . .CHAPTER 49 ! -----
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❛ a special girl ❜

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Chris is on the verge of pulling his hair out as he stands in the corner of noah mitchell's living room, a red solo cup of pepsi in his hand. see, the past weeks leading up the halloween party have been immensely terrible for him, made up of a lack of interactions with mikayla.

when she came to his house in her costume and in her returning highlighted hair, he wanted to compliment her so badly. he wanted to tell mikayla how beautiful she looked but he couldn't. he doesn't know what stopped the words from leaving his mouth but he just couldn't.

so now, he's leaning against the wall in his steve harrington costume, watching mikayla converse with noah. he despises how she's looking at him of all people, considering noah's horrible reputation when it comes to treating women with respect. it heavily irks him that he can't just go up there and pull mikayla away.

she's twirling her highlighted hair around her finger, looking like she's having the time of her life. however, chris is convinced that she's just doing it to piss him off for how dirty he's done her in the past. mikayla isn't even a party person, so it's genuinely annoying to him how she's pretending like she's having fun. unless of course, she really is.

he bitterly glares at noah, not focusing on anyone else but him and his smug expression. chris' arms are folded, leaning against the wall but the death stare he's giving is concealed by his black shades to match his costume.

"kid," someone's voice fills his ears over the blaring music and chris immediately realizes that it's matt in his cowboy costume with maria on his side, matching him. matt's wearing a plaid shirt made up of red, black, and white, while maria's wearing a similar one—made up of two different shades of pink and white. "death glares don't actually kill people," he states, placing his hand on chris' shoulder, following by him pushing his lips into a thin line.

chris just scoffs, taking a harsh sip from the soda in his cup, his eyes still glued to them. he pushes his tongue inside of his cheek, followed by a huff. "if they did, that dick would be dead."

maria chuckles slightly, covering her mouth after to hide it. "just go over there and talk to her," she says and matt agreeingly nods his head after throwing his arm over maria's shoulder.

chris shakes his head and he can feel matt's frustration at the situation and how he seems to be doing nothing about it. "look at him, all giggling and shit," he seethes, harshly pulling his shades up so they're resting on his head, pushing his hair back. "she doesn't even fuck with noah," his tone is bitter.

suddenly nick emerges from the crowd of sweaty teens in his referee costume, trying to maneuver without shoving their drunk classmates. "chris!" he yells over the music to his brother, blowing the whistle around his neck to gain everyone's attention.

"i can see you staring at miks from over there," nick's finger points to where lucille and mason are standing, both of them waving. "it's embarrassing to watch, just go talk to her."

lucille's now making her way towards them, leaving mason alone with a girl he mostly likely just met. from where chris is standing, he can tell that he's flirting with her, giving mason a slight nod of approval from where he's standing.

lucille skips towards them like nobody else is in the room around them. she has a drink in one hand while she loudly sings along to the music, solidifying her spot as the most 'embarrassing' friend only when it comes to partying, but that's why they all love her.

"bruh quit staring at mikayla, like—just go up there and talk to her dude," she drunkenly shouts over the music but chris doesn't move from his position. he doesn't know what it's gonna take for him to stop being a pussy, but it's definitely not words of encouragement from his friends,

"nah," chris blankly utters with the lack of words making lucille's face scrunch up. he glances at his brothers, noticing how they both look like they're on the verge of hitting him. "she's flirting with noah, what am i supposed to do," chris frustratedly throws his hands in the air.

lucille quietly scoffs, "deserved.." she quietly mumbles and chris instantly shoots her a scowl. she defensively throws her hands up, realizing that she may need to back herself up here. "i mean—come on now chris. after everything that happened between you guys—you flirting with other girls, it's kinda deserved, you know? that's a dick move chris, even for you with your low ass i.q," the words sound a little harsher than intended in her head.

chris frowns, then nonchalantly shrugs but honestly, he's just pretending like this isn't heavily affecting him. his jaw tightens every time noah inches closer towards mikayla, making him roll his eyes at these events unrolling in front of him. he's watching the way mikayla's pouring herself an alcoholic drink and now, he can't stand to just watch it anymore.

Mikayla's having the time of her life talking to noah, which is unexpected to her. despite the overpowering smell of weed and alcohol radiating off of him, she's still having fun.

"you've never been to one of my parties," he says with a grin, taking a sip from the liquor in his plastic cup. "you having fun?" a smug smirk grows on his face since it seems like he already knows the answer to that question.

"duh!" she slurs, slightly intoxicated after having two shots of vodka. "isn't it normally at an abandoned house? some shit like that," she tilts her head slightly at him, a small smile on her face.

"normally, but i knew a special girl was coming so i had to change it up, you know," noah looks mikayla up and down, his eyes lingering over her blood-stained chest, going unnoticed by mikayla.

she playfully rolls her eyes, aware of the game that he's trying to play. mikayla's trying to continue having fun but she's feeling a specific and familiar set of eyes burning through her back. she has an inkling that she knows who it is, but she doesn't want it to be true. miks one weakness is the way chris stares at her and how easily he maintains eye contact.

"mhm," she hums in amusement, watching as noah's eyes sparkle with some sort of flirtatious spark. on her way to this party she had no idea that she'd be flirting with noah mitchell of all people. noah fucking mitchell. she's heard good and bad things about him, mostly good from the lacrosse team but horrible things from nate and the triplets. but if this is what it takes to cure the pettiness she feels towards chris and how he used to flirt with other girls in front of him, then so be it.

but just as mikayla's lips part to say something, she feels someone standing behind her and her breath hitches. following noah's gaze, she slowly turns around and finds that it's chris.

"is there an issue?" noah questions through a scoff, watching as his jaw hardens.

chris tilts his head, the grip on his red, plastic cup tightening. mikayla doesn't know what's about to happen but she's manifesting that it's not about to ruin everyone's night.

"nathan wants you miks," he states, not even looking down at her. he's only focusing on noah and the way his eyes turn to slits at chris' words. "it's important, he told me to come get you."

a quiet 'oh' only leaves mikayla's lips as her attention falls back to noah and how the once smug expression across his face is now gone. "um, thanks for the drink noah," she beams, giving him a smile.

without warning, chris' hand gently falls to grab her wrist. not in a harsh way, but gentle and soft like his tone of voice whenever he speaks to her. noah's eyes flicker to the act, then back up to the small lopsided grin on chris' face. "yeah well—you have my number now. so i'll text you whenever," he says smugly, glancing down at mikayla and the awkward expression on her face. "enjoy the party miks," noah puts extra emphasis on the nickname before walking backwards and disappearing in the crowd.

"noah mitchell?" chris' judgemental tone of voice only fills her ears and her eyes roll to the back of her head. she can't tell if chris is mad or jealous, both of those not being the best options considering their abnormal relationship status. "noah mitchell," he repeats in the same tone.

mikayla's body is now fully rotated to face him. she tilts her head while a muscle in her jaw twitches. she understands why chris is seemingly irritated about her interaction with him, and she doesn't know whether he's acting like this because she's his best friend's little sister, or because he genuinely cares about her.

"what does nate want?" she asks to distract herself from her burdening thoughts.

chris shrugs, followed by him taking a sip of his soda. "i couldn't tell you to be honest," he replies and mikayla's nose crinkles with confusion until seconds later she realizes that chris was only lying to get noah away. he smugly grins, almost making mikayla...fold? no. she mentally gags at the thought of letting down her act.

"well!" mikayla hums. "i'm gonna go get another drink," she doesn't even finish her sentence before she's walking away and leaving chris in the same area alone. but mikayla knows that she's just wondering if chris is willing to chase her.

Chris is still not having fun at this 'lame excuse of a party' in his own words. he knows how the world is actually fucked because for some reason even matt is having fun and matt genuinely despises parties, at least before he started talking to maria. the only thing chris can hear over the music is the voice of a monstrous beast echoing throughout the whole house, the monstrous beast in this case being noah fucking mitchell.

he hates the fact that he's at a party that noah's hosting because it seems like he has some entitlement that just pisses chris off.

now chris is feeling slightly nauseous with the overpowering smell of bud in the air as well as the blaring music. he simply cannot handle this cramped space made up of his classmates making out and drinking, so instead chris just shoves past them all. he needs fresh air, choosing to depart from the living room.

he squeezes through the extremely tight gaps left between all the party members until he's out on the porch. chris is totally unaware of his surroundings until he realizes a familiar back profile sitting on the steps, her highlighted hair perfectly falling even despite the fall breeze. she's sat next to a random blonde, her comforting hand rubbing mikayla's back.

leaves mixed with shades of orange and brown crunch beneath his feet as he listens to her quietly groan over the slightly fading music. she's definitely drunk with the way her head rests in her hand, concealing her face. "fuck mikayla," he whispers, making his way down the steps and standing right in front of her.

"shit she's so drunk," the random girl mumbles, still rubbing mikayla's exposed skin. "i spotted her a couple minutes ago stumbling around so we just came out here for some fresh air," she offers chris a reassuring smile. "do you know her? is it cool if i dip?"

"yeah she's my f—girlfriend," he blurts out the word for reasons he's not totally sure of, but the random girl just gives him an understanding nod, standing up from her seated position.

once the random blonde is out of his vision, chris not recognizing her from school, mikayla slowly looks up at him, revealing her drunken expression. her lips are chapped and dry while her mascara is smudged around her eyes. "you!" she seethes, her eyes turning to slits at the sight of chris.

he really shouldn't be finding this amusing, but he really is fighting the urge to chuckle at mikayla. "you're fucking drunk," he comments on her state, making mikayla slowly lift her middle finger up to flip him off.

"no you," she retaliates like an immature little kid, folding her arms.

chris' eyes jump all over her face, watching the way mikayla flinches at the fall air hitting her skin. he can't help it with the way his eyes flicker with adoration at the sight of her face, only admiring how effortlessly beautiful she always manages to look.

"you're so staring at me right now," miks comments on what chris is definitely doing through a giggle. miks wipes at the corner of her mouth, trying to remove her ruined lip liner and lip gloss. "chris is staring at me..." she trails off as if he's not right there.

chris drags his hand over his face, letting it rest on his chest for a couple moments. "i need to take you home," he basically orders her with his tone of voice but mikayla immediately and rapidly shakes her head while her eyes clamp shut. "yes mikayla," chris adds extra emphasis on her name.

"nate!" she whisper-yells, followed by a 'yikes!' facial expression. "nate. nate. nate," miks repeats multiple times.

chris huffs, resting his tongue on the inside of his bottom lip. "i'll call an uber, you can come back to ours," he offers and mikayla slowly nods her head, a grin growing in her face. he pulls his phone out from the pocket of his jeans, unlocking it and opening the uber app before sending matt a quick text.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ arianna speaks ¡
chris' pov because why not ❤️❤️
also the angst will be over shortly like i said (not promising that you're not going to hate me later on tho) 💌