🪩 ·˚ ༘ ┊CHAPTER THIRTY !  ˊˎ
can't sleep alone
( real life , social media )

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𖤐 — SOCIAL MEDIA , INSTAGRAM

clovermooree • 3 hours ago

BP - Summer Walker  ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။•၊|၊|၊|• 0:10
tagged — aspengracee , oliviarodrigo , naileadevora

( 🎶 ) 'it's clear to me you think that we are all the same, that id be impressed by your house on the hills and the fame you claim. tellin' me what i can't get outta you.'

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𖤐 — CLOVERS APARTMENT

ASPENS RED HAIR SPATTERED ONTO THE SILK PILLOWCASE AS CLOVER LOOKED OVER AT HER the second her best friend fell asleep the happy look in her eyes disappeared and the numb stare that had grown a home in her eyes came back

the corners of her mouth fell as she looked down at her phone, the pictures she had with chris sturniolo and rowen. the lies she had been told. normal breakups were bad, friend breakups were worse. however, both at the same time? seemed to be astronomical. the weight it held over clover had taken too much of a toll on her mental health

she had abandoned her social medias, and hadn't called her manager back in four days. she knew rowen went on the dropouts podcast, and had accepted her fate. clover and rowen weren't friends, and there was nothing she could do to reverse it but the pain that it brought her was something completely new

aspen hadn't left her side since the day she took her out of the house. whether it was meetings or getting dinner aspen was right by her side. clover wasn't bothered by this fact. she knew aspen had her own reasons to not leave her side, possibly out of fear.

a deep sigh left clovers mouth before she heard a soft knock at her door. fear crept its way into her mouth, and as she crept towards her front door, that was guarded by a chair and the sleeping but vicious neytiri in her living room

the dog peeked her head up, tilting it slightly as she watched her mom grab a knife from the knife holder on the counter. and when another knock came neytiri growled lowly, protecting her as she opened the door. neytiri had the first glance, sitting down once again she saw who was outside the door

chris.

he stared at clover in shock, hurt in his stare as he looked at her with the knife in her hand "you trying to kill me? i just got back in-" "what are you doing here?" she asked him, placing the knife down on her entry mantel "you fucking scared me." she breathed out before he answered

"i missed you" he answered "go call rowen" she scoffed, trying to close the door in his face. but he caught the door, holding it open as he looked at her "come on, clover please you know she didn't mean anything to me" the brunette rolled her eyes "oh yeah, totally" she said sarcastically

"please" he pushed, his voice softer this time. and tears boiled in clovers eyes, the same soft tone he used with her when they kissed or when he paid for her dinner when she had a photo-shoot late one night

she gave out, opening the door and staring down at the ground. clover refused to make eye contact with chris "lucky, please" he begged again "don't make me get on my knees in the hallway" she still didn't budge

chris sighed, looking down at her before he kneeled down, on both knees. and it was when she didn't see his shoes anymore that she finally looked down at him, on his knees. begging for forgiveness "please" he said softly

"get up, you look stupid." she said coldly. "i don't care" he lied "you're mad at me i don't care how stupid i look." "get up" she told him again, and this time he listened. her eyes followed his as he stood back up, dusting off his pants and looking down at her

"hi" he said softly "i've missed you" the tears in her eyes for the most party were gone, now all that remained was the glistening in them "i've missed you too" she nodded her head

her lips collided with his, sparks flying between the two of them as they stood there. a mixture of hurt and shame, and loneliness was shared as she tangled her fingers in his hair

she just wanted to experience him again. she missed him so bad that he mind was playing tricks on her. he tasted like weed, and mint. smelled like the same cologne that had her practically drooling

however she sat up, breathing heavily as she searched around the room for him. as if he would be laying next to her just like old times, his arm draped over her waist carelessly, comfortably as he softly snored into his side of her bed

however she looked over at the empty pillow. not even aspen was there, she had dreamed her as well. clover rubbed her eyes, groaning as she looked up at the ceiling once again before falling backwards into her pillow

"goddamnit, now i'm dreaming of him" she told herself, "he's definitely pulling some witchy shit" neytiri looked up lazily from her bed once again, waiting for clover signal. which she gave, patting her bed softly before the dog stood up, stretching and jumping onto her bed

clover rubbed neytiris back, sighing as the dog filled the space where chris once laid.

she didn't wanna sleep alone anymore

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𝘾𝙀𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙀 ✧ 𝙎𝙋𝙀𝘼𝙆𝙎!
OKAY NOW SUMMER STARTS, orientation is over , clover and chris breakup season still strong!!

this chapter is dedicated to —
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