In case it wasn't clear in the first chapter she is callux's sister not freezy's i changed it a bit idk why but i did so she's callux's younger sister age twenty :)
I get my stuff tommorow so I decided to go furniture shopping today. "Hey Cal?" I called out tying my hair up in a bun.
"Yeah?" He answered.
"I'm going furniture shopping, wanna come?" I walked into the kitchen and started making myself a cup of tea.
"I can't Cal, Harry and I are going out." I groaned at his response.
"Fine." I turned and walked away.
"Why don't you take Chip?" I had a stutter in my step but kept walking.
When I got into my room I decided to change my clothes. I picked out light blue distressed jeans and and All Time Low crop top finished with a pair of low black Vans with mint lining.
When I was satisfied with my outfit I slid on my Vans Warped Tour bracelet that I got while visiting America a while ago.
"Where are you going?" Cal asked as I grabbed my purse.
"I'm going down to Chip's flat so we can go furniture shopping." With that I left the flat and headed down to Chip's.
When I knocked on the door a totally different person answered. "Hi, I...i'm here for Chip." I broke out.
"Oh okay." He let me into the flat and I stood awkwardly by the door while he got Chip.
"Hi Chloe." He called out as he entered the room.
"Hi...I uh...my brother." I swallowed my nerves and allowed myself to finish my sentence. "I'm going furniture shopping and my brother is busy so I was wondering if you wanted to come?" I mentally applauded myself for completing the sentence and waited for a reply.
"Of course." He said kindly. "Joel, we're going furniture shopping." He called out to his roomate that I now know as Joel.
"How are we getting there?" He asked.
I spun my keys around on my finger. "My car." I replied.
I brought him down to my car which was a white Jetta Volkswagen. I turned on the radio not ready to show him my glorious music library yet.
Car rides are always horrible. Not horrible in the bad way, just not it the good way. Do you know what I mean? No. Okay I mean how it's usually quiet but you feel like you have to talk. I think its just the complete aura of being alone in this place where you're mentally and physically trapped. A place where your mind just pulls words out of every crevice and nook.
"I like your hair." I said to him. See this is what I mean, hair really?
"Thanks, I dyed it on a bet." He explained. I felt so awkward. Literally. And if I do say so myself, how good he looks does not help the situation.
"I honestly don't think i'd ever to bring myself to do that." I laughed.
"What dye your hair?" Chip questioned.
"Not unless I liked that person a whole lot or they did very well convincing." I hoped I wasn't giving him too many ideas.
"Well maybe one day I can convince you enought." He spoke.
"And like I said, it would take loads of convincing." I stated again.
"Like what?" He asked.
"I don't know." I shrugged. I parked the car into the lot and turned it off. "Let's just do this shopping." I instructed.
"What do you need?" He asked as we entered to warehouse.
"Livingroom furniture, small kitchen appliances, rugs god I need rugs." I groaned.
"You have a thing for rugs I assume." I playfully hit his arm. "God! No! It's domestic violence!" He cried.
"Yes, rugs." I finally answered.
"Let's look at couches first." He suggested. I followed his lead as we walked to the couches.
"They're all so nice." I said looking at all the couches. To be honest I was a huge interior design nerd I mean every last detail was my kind of thing. "How do you wanna pick?" I asked.
"I don't know it's your flat." He pointed out.
"Okay yeah maybe." I said. "But, I like to make sure my guests like what I have." I mentioned.
"Alright, let's do this then." He took my hand and led me over to the futon section.
"Say you have a guy over yeah?" I nodded my head in response. "And you're watching netflix no chill yet just netflix, what couch would you want to be sitting on when he wraps his arm around you?" I thought about the question.
"Okay I see where you're going with this. First of all grayscale. Everything between white and black no colour." He agreed on that point. "Now let me use your example." My stomach turned at how much I was keeping it together. "So you're the guy I have over at my place. No chill yet, just netflix. If you're the guy I'm gonna get quite nervous. When i'm nervous I get a little warm, hot maybe a bit of sweat." I explained. "Leather is out of the question." He looked a little bit surprised at my level of explanation.
"Now let's say the guy, me is over at your place. Typically dates happen at night." He debated. "White is too bright, out of the question." He quoted me.
"And black is too dark." I finally decided.
"That leaves us with this sexy grey fabric futon." He said stroking the fabric on the pull out he found.
"It's quite nice." I commented. "Netflix and chill would be very nice on this."
"Yeah and since netflix and chill just happened." He pulled out the futon. "You're legs are gonna be sore if he's good. You don't even have to walk to your bed." I laughed at his dirty humour.
One of the employees aproached us. "You finding everything alright?" She asked.
"Yeah um...I gonna get this one." I said to her.
She gave me a form to fill out before purchasing. "When you're reasy just give this to a cashier, they'll retrieve the item for you or deliver it for £60." When she was finished walking me through the process I knelt down by the futon where Chip was still laying.
"What just happened?" He asked.
"You just helped me pick out my perfect netflix and chill couch." I chuckled filling out the form.
"Cool, now what else did you need?" I could tell this day was going to be quite interesting.
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the plain and the simple | theburntchip
Fanfiction"chip, i'm his sister not his daughter" those were the words that had him hooked. they had him sure and positive that he wanted this girl - let's be honest, there is a huge drought of josh/chip fanfictions on the internet like where tf are you c'mon...
