come on, come on, don't leave me like this
i thought i had you figured out
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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 adriana didn't expect to ever cross paths with chris again after he had shattered her heart but unfortunately on her first day of senior year...
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CHAPTER008 - ╰┈➤ ' bittersweet ' ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ 「 real life 」
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─ real life ᥫ᭡
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CHRIS LEANED BACK AGAINST THE HEADBOARD OF HIS BED, a smirk threatening to break free as zayn erupted in laughter. "that was your great idea?" zayn gasped, struggling for air, clearly finding chris's plan absurd.
unamused, chris shot back, "haha, very funny," his voice dripping with sarcasm. "what am i supposed to do? she ignored me a few days ago."
"definitely not by starting a fan account for her," zayn chuckled, shaking his head. "you need a real romantic gesture or something." he ambled around chris's room, examining the familiar surroundings yet again. chris felt a flicker of annoyance, it often seemed like zayn had studied every inch of his space.
"can you stop snooping around my room?" chris snapped, irritation bubbling within him as zayn approached the closet. ignoring the warning, zayn swung open the two doors, causing a large box to tumble down from the top shelf. the moment chris saw it, a wave of dread washed over him. he recognized the box immediately, it was from adriana, left on his doorstep after their painful breakup, and it contained memories of their time together.
