hiiiii people!! i love u. so fucking much. anyway, this is a request from Chrislvrrr
madz, ily.

tw! car accident, arguing, anxiety/panic, a little bit of blood. no death tho! yayyy

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"Matt, Chris! Get down here!" Nick yelled on a random Friday morning. He'd woken up with excitement, a fresh idea in his mind.

Chris rolled out of bed, dragging his blankets down the stairs and into the living room. He was not much of a morning person. He shivered as he entered the living room. "What, Nick?" Chris groaned. His hair was a little grown out, and it curled around his face in a dark fringe.

"I have an idea," Nick said excitedly. "Where's Matt?"

Matt came thundering down the stairs, wearing baggy jeans and a white sweatshirt, his hair wet. "Sorry, Nicky. I was just showering," Matt calls out.

"It's fine, Matt. Now, here's my idea. Instead of an edited car video, why don't we go live on Instagram? Like, at 5:30, we go live, and just talk in the car?" Nick fidgeted as he pitched his idea.

"That's smart," Matt deadpanned. "I'm in."

Chris rubbed his eyes. "Yeah, it can kinda be like a car video and little vlog all in one," Chris snuggled under his blankets. "Wake me up 'n a couple of hours," he slurred, losing his battle against unconsciousness. 

Matt and Nick went up to Nick's room and posted on their Instagram story about the plan. Nick made sure to tell the fans it was his idea, feeling extremely proud of it. The boys went their separate ways, and when 5:30 rolled around, they got in the car and started driving to their usual parking lot. "What the fuck is up YouTu- wait no- Insta?" Chris shouted excitedly. "Today, we're doing something a little different-"

"If you couldn't already tell," Nick cut in. 

"Hi, everyone!" Matt chimed, turning into an intersection. There was a car behind them, swerving a fuckton, break-checking them, and Matt was getting a little anxious. "Fucking word," he whispered, biting his nails. He took a breath and turned onto the next road slowly. 

"Yo, Matt? You okay?" Chris asked, rubbing Matt's shoulder. 

"Yeah, just- there's some crazy fuck behind us," Matt said, looking into his rearview mirror, Chris doing the same. 

Nick was busily chatting it up with the followers on the live, not noticing the tension on the road. "Yeah, I'm still scared of birds," Nick grumbled. 

The vehicle behind the triplet's van was swerving more now, and when Matt stopped at a red light, the car behind them came speeding into the back of the van, sending Nick flying into the front seats, getting his wind knocked out of him and hitting his head on the cup holders. Matt hit his head on the steering wheel and was knocked unconscious.
Chris lurched forward and strained his neck, his seatbelt giving his neck and chest a good scrape.
Keep in mind that the live was still on, so 56.9k people just witnessed the Sturniolos get in a car wreck. "FUCK!" Chris cried out, rubbing his sore neck. "I think I just fucking broke my neck, dude." tears sprang to his eyes. 

"Oh, my-" Nick leaned back to his seat in the back, feeling a bleeding cut on his head lightly with his fingertips. "Guys-" he gasped out. "I'm ending the live-" Nick shut his phone off, and dropped it on the ground, coughing, trying to catch his breath. "Chris, you okay? Is Matt good?" 

"I'm okay, I think. My neck just- it hurts." Chris said, voice breaking. 

"Oh, Chris, don't cry. Just- hold on- why isn't Matt saying anything?" Nick asked nervously. 

Matt was lying on top of the steering wheel, out cold. "Matt? Oh fuck- Nick- Matt! Come on, Matt. Wake up." Chris sobbed. "Matt, come on!" Chris tapped Matt's cheek lightly. 

Matt's eyes fluttered open, and he sat up holding his head in his hands. "What the fuck happened?" he asked groggily. He was in shock, so he was surprisingly calm. 

"We just got hit by a car," Nick said blankly. 

Now that Chris knew Matt was okay, the realization of what had just happened set in. "Oh, God, I- we just- I can't-"  he gasped for air as he sobbed out of pure fear and panic. 

"No," Matt said. 

Nick looked at Matt, who was staring into space. "He's panicking, Matt! Matt? Oh, my-" Nick got out of the car, and opened Chris's door. "Chris, look at me." Chris was now bawling, hands pulling at his hair. "Chris, sweetheart, we're okay, see?" Nick took Chris's hands in his own and squeezed them gently. "You're okay. Breathe, Chrissy, breathe." 

Chris hiccuped. "Is Matt okay? Are you okay?" 

"Yes, Chris. Matt is okay, I'm alright, you're alright." Nick hugged him tightly. "We're good." 

Soon, first responders arrived at the scene. A police officer rapped his knuckles on Matt's window. "Son, you guys good in here?" 

"Uh, yeah, we just got rear-ended," Matt said, stating the obvious. "I think the guy who hit us was under the influence." 

"Yeah, we have him in a cruiser now, we think you might be right." the officer said. "The EMTs are going to check y'all out now." 

The triplets got out of the van, and they were led to 3 separate ambulances, getting checked to make sure they had no severe injuries. "Hi, honey." an EMT with a pink name tag that read, 'Amaya' on it, said to Chris, who was still a little shaky. "You're okay, sweetie." she soothed. She rubbed Chris's back as he took deep breaths. "I'm gonna put some of this cream on your scrapes, okay?" 

Chris nodded. "Okay," he sniffled. 

"There." Amaya's fingers were soft and gentle, and she applied the medicated cream on Chris's neck and shoulder with ease. 

"Thank you, ma'am," Chris murmured. 

"Of course, hun." she smiled. 

Nick got his cut bandaged up, and he was all good. He posted an Insta story just to let the fans know what happened. 

we're all good guys, He wrote. just got rear-ended but all is well!

Classic Nick. 

Matt was okay, the paramedics gave him an ice pack for where he hit his head, and told him to take Advil when needed. The van wasn't affected too much, but the triplets were offered a drive home in a cop car, and their van was taken away to get repaired. 

Matt, Nick, and Chris made it home safely, and a few days later, they found out that the guy who hit them was in fact a drunk driver.

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the end!!!! ilysm!

i hope u guys liked that one, i like it!
1100 something words!! 

1M kisses!

- mia xoxo