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I TRY to squeeze my way through the crowd of dancing sweaty bodies, hoping to spot that boy with brown, long, wavy hair. After what seems like a decade of searching for Chris, I found him outside of the club. It was drizzling outside and he didn't have his hat to protect his hair this time. He leans his body up against the brick wall, staring directly at the damp sidewalk.

I suddenly begin to shiver as the rain drops slide down my exposed skin. "C-chris.. what are you doing out here?" I ask with such innocence in my voice. I startled him as he he quickly pops his head up to look at me. He now turns his whole body towards me.

"Don't fucking talk to me right now y/n." He screamed. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Are you serious, Chris? You are yelling at me right now?" I questioned. He begins to walk even closer towards me, making me walk backwards towards the wall. He seemed like he was about to go off on me, say the words he truly wanted to say. However, he let out a sigh and looked down.

"I'm sorry.. you're right. I-i'm not mad at you. I'm mad at Matt, okay?" He exclaims, "He knows how i feel about you and he still did what he did." Pause. What did this man just say to my drunk ass? As I am in my thoughts, not responding, he looks up at me with his eyes wide.

"FUCK. FUCK. Did i just say that out loud?!" He says with such worry in his voice.

"How do you feel about me Chris..?" I pondered. His facial features begin to relax.

As the conversation goes on, the drizzling transitioned into heavy rain. Chris comes even closer to me, if that was even possible. My body still leaning against the cold brick, he puts his hand on the wall aside from my head.

"How i feel about you?" He responded. He had a slight tone of cockiness shining through his voice. I can smell the alcohol from his mouth as the words escape his lips. However, the smell of cologne which i adored so much overpowered the alcohol smell.

"Well, i can't stop thinking about you y/n. Every time I see you, i suddenly think about how i want you all to myself." He admits. He looked like he had more to say but tried to not spill all his secrets.

"And.. Matt. Fucking Matt knew i felt this way about you yet still went ahead and made a move on you!" He screams. I couldn't help but admire how his hair looked being soaked from the rain.

"He even knew tha-" I cut him off, "Just shut up and kiss me already." I whispered. I grabbed him by his black t-shirt and pressed our lips together. As the kiss became more intense, Chris slowly backs away.

"You don't get how long i wanted to do this for y/n." He whispers in my ear.

What was i doing?! I kissed two brothers in one night. I knew i was going to regret this when i wake up.

"Shit." Chris says, interrupting my thoughts. I look to see what he was talking about. There Matt was staring at us right outside the club. I know i fucked up big time.

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