y/n and Chris had been friends since they were 14 years of age. Chris had moved away to make his dream of being an actor come true. y/n didnt take it too well. !read the story to figure out what happens!
-some strong language-
When getting into work your coworkers greet you and you put your apron on. throughout the work day you do all your work. one customer came in and was very rude. they kept talking bad about you as you made their drink. per usual you ignored them, you get at least 1 or 2 rude customers a day but you dont let it bother you. they said something extremely rude and it made you tear up a bit. you wiped your eye and gave their drink to them, smiled and walked back to the break room. you text Chris,
y/n - 'jeez i really hate my job sometimes' with a crying emoji
c - 'aww, why..?'
y/n - 'always get rude ass customers, smh' y/n- 'im ok tho, no worries'
c - 'as long as ur ok, cutie' with a winking emoji
y/n - 'heaha' followed by a winking emoji.
you left the break room and continued your job at the Cafe. around 6pm you had clocked out, took off ur apron, and headed home. when you got home, chris greeted you with a forehead kiss and a hug. you headed to the shower to relieve the stress from today. as you were showering, chris knocked on the door, before you could answer he was already in the bathroom.
"had to pee" chris said as you stuttered.
"okey, whatever" you said laughing
"jus like old times. right?" chris exclaimed as you heard his jeans zip.
it had been a long time since you and chris had been so comfortable with each other, so it was alarming.
"yep, been a long time" you said as he opened the bathroom door. "wait can you sit in here and talk with me" you asked quickly, peaking your head out the curtain.
chris had a blank expression on his face. "uh, yea. anything on ur mind" he asked, closing the door.
you and chris talked while you finished your shower. when leaving the tub, chris had already left the bathroom. you got dressed in some black 'stop looking at my d*' sweats and a grey clavin klein sports bra. (pictures below)
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you stepped out of the bathroom and threw your clothes in the hamper next to the bathroom.
when you came out, chris had been sitting on the sofa looking at your phone.
you had been dm-ing a guy who texted you first but you didnt think anything of it, you werent interested in the guy at all, but you were carrying it on so he didnt feel bad.
you walked over and sat down next to chris snuggling into his arm. he nudged you away, tossed ur phone on the coffee table and walked into his room. you picked up ur phone and noticed he was looking at the dm's. you shoved ur phone in ur pocket and headed for chris' room. you ran in quickly. chris was sitting on his bed with his back facing the door, you walked over and sat on ur knees in front of him (not like that o-o) he had his face in his hands, you tried pulling his hands away but he was much stronger than you. you looked at chris,
"chris, its nothing serious. i didnt plan on doing anything anyways, promise!" you said firmly holding his wrist.
chris didnt say anything, he just sat there.
"chris..i promise.." you said tearing up. "on dads grave"
chris looked up quickly, "if its on dads grave why wouldnt you tell me!" chris yelled while standing up walking around the room.
you stood up looking at him "because it wasnt serious, i was NOT going to carry it on!" you yelled back.
~kind of time skip~
you and chris had been arguingback and fourth for about 10 mins. when it was over you had been in ur room and chris was in the living room. you were looking through social media and chris was watching tv. you had to get a drink and maybe something small to eat, so you got up, put ur phone in ur pocket and headed out of ur room to get some food. you made eye contact with chris as you opened the fridge. you decided to heat up some leftover pizza from a night before. when putting the pizza in the microwave, chris came up behind you and grabbed your waist.
"are we better now.." he said tightening his grip.
"of course" you said putting ur hands on his.
he turned you around quickly and..........
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a/n - cliffhanger! can u guess what happens next?
a/n - also i dont write smuts o-O sorry if thats what ur looking for, but the story does get heated o-o
a/n - im writing 1 more before i go on a 5 chapter spree. Hope you liked (: feel free to comment (:
