Chris sturniolo one shots!!💝

111

Authors note: I can't include the actual lyrics from "111" because it's copyrighted but enjoy!!! 💌 also I recommend listening to the song while reading.

Chris slammed the car door harder than he meant to. The cold night air hit his face as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. Everything about tonight annoyed him, especially the fact that y/n was ignoring his texts again.

He checked his phone one more time.

Delivered.

No response.

"Bro, you've checked your phone like twenty times," Nick said from the back seat.

Chris rolled his eyes. "I'm not checking it."

Matt laughed from the drivers seat. "You literally just did."

Chris stayed quiet after that. He hated when they were right.

The whole drive home, his mind stayed stuck on y/n. Earlier at the party, she barely looked at him. She talked to everyone else, laughed at everyone else's jokes, but every time Chris tried talking to her, she acted distant. Like something changed.

And that hurt more than he wanted to admit.

When they got home, Chris went straight to his room and dropped onto his bed. The LED lights glowed red across the walls while music played quietly from his speaker. He stared at the ceiling, replaying every moment with her in his head.

The late night calls.

The flirty jokes.

The way she'd smile at him like he was the only person in the room.

Now everything felt confusing.

Chris grabbed his phone again and finally texted her.

*Did I do something wrong?*

He regretted sending it immediately.

A few minutes later, his phone buzzed.

*No why?*

Chris sighed. That answer somehow made things worse.

Because if he didn't do anything wrong, then why did it feel like she was slipping away from him?

He typed for a second before deleting the message. He didn't want to sound dramatic, even though his chest felt heavy. Instead, he threw his phone beside him and covered his face with his hands.

For the first time in a while, Chris felt stupid for caring this much about someone.

But no matter how hard he tried acting unbothered, y/n always stayed on his mind.

And honestly?

That scared him.