kats pov —i run upstairs and find an empty room to calm down in
i found a bedroom and i sat on the bd my head spinning
i felt to weird i did not like alcohol i couldnt think like myself
i heard the door open and told them there was someone in here
"its me" i hear a familiar face say
"chris? how did you know i was here" i ask
"i saw you going upstairs after.. um you and that guy... well you know" he says sounding sad
"yeah he kissed me i didnt like, hes. bad kisser" i say trying to be serious but the words were just coming out of my mouth
i havnt lifted my head yet because of the head spinning so i just had my hands on my face
i feel a weight next to me on the bed and go to look at chris
at first i didn't recognise him
"wait who are you?" i ask stupidly
"kats it's chris" he says looking down
"omg what happened"
he doesn't answer
"chris!! what happened to your face" i ask again
his lip was cut and still bleeding a little and his eye was a little bruised and his face was all pink
"tell me i'm imagining this please"
"no, you're not" he says
"i just got into a fight" he says disappointingly
"with who?" i ask
"um, the guy who kissed you" he says nervously
"oh" is all i can manage to say
why would chris wanna fight him?
"why" i ask again
"kat i think that's pretty obvious" he says
"i'm drunk" is all i respond with
"because.... because he kissed you and he can't do that" chris blurts out
"you fought him because of me?" i ask
"yeah, please don't be mad" he says
"chris why would i be mad, that's so nice of you" i reply
"don't worry i won, he looks much worse" he chuckles
i smile at him
"stay here i'll find something to fix you" i sah
he nods and stays sitting on the bed as i go to stand up
but as soon as i did i felt really nauseous and light headed
everything went dark
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i open my eyes to find myself laying on the bed with a concerned chris looking down at me with his hand on my cheek, once he realised i'd woken up he took it off
"no no, keep it there" i say sleepily
and his hand returns to its original place
i go to hug chris but i closed my eyes again so i can't see where my hand is as i reach out for his back but it ends up on his thigh
"kat what are you hands doing?" he says
i open my eyes and realise where my hand was"omg sorry i was trying to reach for your back, please hug me chris" i say
i reached for his waist but he winces
"what?, are you okay?" i ask concerned
"yep all good" he says obviously lying
"chris, lift up your shirt" i say
he lifts it up only an inch or two obviously trying to hide something
so i grab it and pull it up
"chris! why didn't you tell me you got hot here aswell" i say
"i don't know i didn't want you to worry" he says
i touch the bruise on his chest and he smiles
"what are you smiling about" i ask
"nothing" he says still smiling
"hm really?" i respond now a smirk emerging on my face
"it's just your hands... they feel so nice on my chest"
he says looking nervous now"do they now?" i say as i have the biggest grin on my face
he was about to respond until i felt something come up my throat and i ran to the bathroom
ugh, i totally ruined the moment
i opened a door that led to a bathroom a s threw up in the sink chris not fat behind me grabs my hair and holds it up
ugh this is disgusting he thinks i'm so gross
"i'm so sorry" i say after rinsing my mouth under the tap
"this is so gross, you probably think i'm disgusting now" i say what's on my mind
"no i don't, i could never find you disgusting kat" he says reassuringly
"are you sure, because you can just stop liking me now" i say not realising what just came out of my mouth
"umm i mean in like a friend way of course!" i say trying to undo what i just said
"no yeah i knew that" he says looking a little hurt
i see some listerine and use it because i can still taste some vomit in my mouth
he watches me with caring eyes
when i spit out the listerine i turn to face chris as he is already facing me
"you're eyes are so pretty" i blurt out
"sorry that was random i think i'm still a little drunk"
he cocks an eyebrow
"do you think their pretty though?" he asks
"yeah that's why i said it idiot" i say in an obvious tone
"thank you" he says putting his hand on my cheek again
"yours are pretty too" he says
i blush and feel my face get hot
he licks his lips
and i stare at them
"hey chris.." i say
"yeah?" he replies
"do you want uhm... a get better kiss" i ask nervously
"it only works when you kiss the spot that hurts" he says pointing at his lip
i get nervous and look at him giving him a look of consent
he leans in and closes his eyes
i so the same
omg!!! i'm about to kiss chris sturniolo
"OMG i have been looking for you guys!!!" matt yells as he runs into the room
but then notices chris face
"yo chris what happened to your face?"
"i got into a fight" he said
"well no shit, are you okay?" he asked concerned
"i'm fine matt" he says looking at the ground
matt realised how close we were and gasped a little
"oh well uhm, me and nick wanted to go now but if you guys wanna stay that's fine" matt said
"no it's okay we'll come" chris said
and he grabbed my hand as we walked out the door
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sorry i realise how long this chapter is hope u liked it tho
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