sturniolo/nate imagines

who's-chris

I know this would never ever happen, and there is no chance it could. But this is just for entertainment. It's not real.

Y/N POV

Matt is my boyfriend. But it's not as great as you'd think. It's constant mind games. There's no trust. He's not someone I go to with my problems. He's the cause of my problems. But I don't know how to get out of it.
We've broken up a couple of times, but he always convinces me to come back.
The one person who really understands is Chris. He sees all of it. He really gets me. Sometimes, I feel like I chose the wrong brother.
Matt and I are in the middle of a fight again. I'm so over this. I just want out.
I was sitting in his bed after he stormed out, and Chris walked in.
"Sup," I said.
"Hey," he said, seeming kind of nervous.
"What's up?" I asked. He took a deep breath.
" Okay, I know you're dating Matt. But I just wanna say. I think I'm in love with you. And I don't mean to ruin your relationship, but I can't keep it in any more." He rambled.
I was speechless.
He walked over to me and pushed his lips on mine.
I was going to push him away, but it was strangely nice. After some hesitation, I kissed him back. He pushed me back on the bed and hovered over me, then moved his mouth down my neck. I gripped his hair, his hand slowly slid into my pants, and then he rubbed me over my underwear.
"Chris," I gasped.
"We shouldn't," I sighed.
"Please," he begged.
"Just once, one time, let me feel you, please. Matt doesn't have to know." He pleaded. I slowly nodded. He reattached our lips, pulling off my pants and grinding  into me. I panted as he pulled off his shirt.
This is so wrong, but it feels so right.
He slowly removed all of our clothes, making me feel special and loved.
He pulled out his cock, he's big, bigger then Matt.
He took off my panties, rubbed up and down my folds, and then slowly pushed inside on me.
I gasped, holding onto his shoulders. He thrusted roughly into me, finding a quick pace.
"Fuck," I moaned.
"Mmm, god, you feel amazing." He groaned, staring on my eyes.
I could feel my orgasm coming, I haven't done anything in a month.
He's so much better than Matt.
"Chris, I'm gonna cum." I moaned.
"Cum for me." He groaned, going faster. I came hard, and he followed closely after.
"Fuck," He sighed, laying next to me.
"We shouldn't have done that." I said, realizing what I just did.
"Please don't regret it." He said, turning to me.
"I can't live with myself if you regret it." He said, sounding heartbroken. I thought about it.
"I don't regret it." I said, caressing his face. He sighed out of relief, then stared into my eyes before leaning in, giving me a passionate kiss.
Matt never makes me feel like this.

(A week later)

As Matt left the room, Chris turned my face to him, kissing me sweetly. I pulled away.
"You can't do that. He's gonna see us." I said, looking to make sure he didn't see.
"So let him. I want you to be mine." He said, gripping my hip.
"Ya, I just don't wanna hurt him." I said, he scoffed.
"After all the times he's hurt you. He always makes you feel shit. I say do it straight. Don't procrastinate. Just do it, break his heart." He said.
"That's your brother." I raised my eyebrows at him.
"Ya, but no one should make you feel like that." He said, kissing me again.
I heard steps coming and quickly pulled away, acting normal.

Later that night, I decided to do it.
"Matt," he looked annoyed.
"We're breaking up." I said firmly.
"Ya ok." He said dismissively.
"I'm serious. This is not like the other times. We're over." I said, he rolled his eyes.
"I get it." I took a deep breath.
"I met someone else." I said, he looked at me angerly.
"What?" He said, standing up.
"Who?" He asked, I froze. I can't do this. It will ruin them. I ran out without answering. I went to Chris's room, shutting the door.
"I broke up with him." I said, he looked surprised and happy.
"Really? That's amazing. We can be together." He said, I shook my head. He looked confused.
"I can't. I can't do this." I said, running out of the house.
As I got home, there were missed calls and texts from Matt and Chris. I blocked them both.

(2 months later)

I knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Matt opened the door.
"Hi," I said nervously.
"What? You want me back?" He smirked. I shook my head.
"I really need to talk to you." I said, he looked confused, but let me in. Chris was sitting on the couch. He had an unreadable expression when he saw me.
"What?" Matt asked, breaking my stare from Chris.
"I-I-I'm uh." I stuttered.
"Spit it out." Matt said impatiently.
"I'm pregnant." I said quickly. Their eyes widened.
"Fuck." Matt said sitting on the couch.
"Wait. Do you think it's mine? You said you met someone else." Matt said as Chris stared at me.
"I mean -"
"Is it mine?" Chris asked, cutting me off
"What? Why would?" Matt asked, slowly realizing. His face fell before he looked mad.
"Chris! Chris was the someone else!" He yelled, standing in my face. Chris stood and tried to pull him back, but he started yelling at him instead.
"You really got with my girlfriend! How fucking could you! You're supposed to be my brother!" He said, shoving him. Chris shoved him back.
"How could I? How could you! You treat her like shit! You were constantly yelling and fighting and breaking up! I actually love her!" He yelled back. Tears welled in my eyes.
"Guys, please." I tried.
"I love her! I always told you how I wanted to stop messing it up! I told you I wanted to marry her! You went behind my back anyway! Who does that to their brother!" They continued yelling as I ran out.

(2 weeks later)

There was a knock on my door. I opened it and saw Chris standing there.
"Can we please talk?" He asked, looking desperate. I slowly nodded. He came in, and we stood in the living room.
"Ok, I know I fucked up yelling at Matt like that. But I need you to know I really, really love you." He said, grabbing my hands.
"And I want to be with you. This last month without you was torture. I need you in my life. And even," He sighed.
"even if the baby is Matt's, I want to raise it with you." He said, seeming hopeful.
"What does Matt think about this?" I asked, he sighed.
"Well, I don't know. We're not really talking right now." He admitted.
"Chris -"
"I know, I know. But please, please. He's not good for you. You know what he put you through. You don't want that for your baby. I'm good. I'm good for you. You can be with me and live a happy life." He begged.
"I would love that." I nodded, he smiled.
"But Matt." Chris sighed.
"No. Don't think about him. Just think about us. Think about the life we could have. What we could build together." He smiled. I thought about it. He is all I want. We could figure it out with Matt.
"Ok." I nodded.
"Really?" He said, tears welling in his eyes.
"Really. Let's be together." He imedietly pulled me into a kiss, holding me tightly.