🪩 ·˚ ༘ ┊CHAPTER SIXTEEN !  ˊˎ
just another girl
( real life )

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𖤐 — STURNIOLO HOUSE

"CARE TO EXPLAIN WHY CLOVER HAS REFUSED TO COME TO THE HOUSE, CHRIS?" nick asked as he looked at his brother suspiciously

one week. one week and it had already gone downhill for chris. clover had gotten scared and officially cut off chris.

chris stared at his brothers phone, on it messages from clover

clo ⭐️
what if y'all come here
i'll go get u and matt
chris won't wanna come right?

she was so adamant of keeping him away from her. chris sighed and looked up at nick, running his hands through his hair "i don't know" he lied

"youre a terrible liar. what happened when yall smoked? you guys came back smiles on your faces and without my—" nick paused, and shook his head "did you hook up with her?!" he yelled

"no!" chris argued back "then what happened!" nick demanded an answer, matt walked out of his room looking at the two brothers arguing in the living room "why are you two yelling?"

"chris and clover hooked up!" "what!" matt yelled, equally as shocked as nick "oh my fuck, nick shut up we didn't hook up! we just made out...casually... mid argument.. high as fuck.."

"mid argument is insane" matt laughed dryly,sitting down next to chris and propping his feet up on the center coffee table

"and have you guys talked since? does cali know? i have so many questions and now my head is haunted with the image of you shoving your tongue down clovers throat" nick physically shivered at the image in his head

"it wasn't like that shitface. but, no we haven't talked. she hasn't texted and i'm not gonna make the first move" chris shrugged and looked back down at his phone, searching his messages or snap.. or dms for even a sign that clover had reached out to him

"so you fumbled, again" matt laughed out loud "i didn't fumble shit! i don't even care like that, she's just another girl"

chris knew he was lying to himself. he was a liar, so it wasn't the lying that bothered him. it was the fact that a part of him wanted to see clovers name on his phone

he wanted her to actually continue their conversation when they were sober, parts of him would've blocked every girl in his phone for her if she asked

"you know that's not true, chris" the brunette girl chimed in as she walked out from nicks room "cali.. why has she said anything?" his curiosity always got him caught. calista laughed, leaning her head back as she opened the fridge "possibly"

"your so evil cal" nick smiled at his best friend "but what i know doesn't matter, does it chris. she's already been going out with pierce again" calista shrugged

chris stared daggers into her. she was like sugar and rainbows to everyone but him. he swore she had it out for him every second of the day "fuck that guy" chris shrugged "oh yeah, but you don't care, right?"

chris rolled his eyes and stood up "im going out later im gonna get dressed" matt's eyebrows furrowed as his brother walked up the stairs "and whose taking your ass out? you can't drive"

"mandas picking me up" chris looked down at his phone "embarrassing" matt laughed "dude. shut up"

calista giggled as chris walked back up to his room, a troubled expression on his face.

although that quickly changed when her name finally came on his phone

playboi clover
the kiss was an accident. i don't fw players
i js wanted to tell u we can be cool and shit
but i probably won't come around anymore
just to spare u. just like any of girl

his expression dropped once again. "the fuck?" he asked himself. his head turned towards the door, his own household was snitching on him to her

he was pissed. he wasn't going to be ghosted by her. chris was crazy, and if she believed that she could run back to her ex after she genuinely ruined him then she had another thing coming

he didn't waste any time. chris's thumb pressed the call button underneath clovers contact. fixing his hair as it rang, and he froze in place when she answered

"christopher, what do you want?" clover asked, she sounded genuinely pissed. "quit calling me christopher, lucky"

"quit your fucking yapping and tell me what you want" she demanded "you said we would talk when we are sober, so let's talk." he explained "you clearly have already talked so much"

"clover, i swear oh my- i haven't talked at all. in fact, i wasn't even the one who brought it up with them." chris remarked "don't try and pin this shit on me" she snapped

"i'm just saying that-" "don't try and fucking manipulate me right now chris, it's a bad look for you. people might start to believe you care and shit"

"i don't care" he tried to lie, as he laughed nervously

"right, and that's why you called me? to tell me you didn't care but we should talk about how we made out? grow up and reflect on your own feelings dipshit." clover explained as she let out a frustrated sigh

"there is no feelings to reflect on." he wasn't joking. "oh yeah? fine then. fuck you, chris"

"clover come o—" the phone line cut off and the three beeps of the hung up phone rang in his ear.

one. why was he arguing with a girl who wasn't his girlfriend?

two. why did he care that she was pissed?

and three. why did he want to cancel his night with amanda and show up to clovers house instead?

option three sounded like a pretty good choice, he just needed a ride.

suddenly, chris wished he knew how to drive.

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𝘾𝙀𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙀 ✧ 𝙎𝙋𝙀𝘼𝙆𝙎!
fucking christopher

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