🍒·˚ ༘ ┊͙CHAPTER 014 ! ˊˎ
tour. soon?
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there used to be a point in viviennes life where if she ever saw chris saved her snap in chat she would've died, and ran to his house to kiss him half to death.
yet now, it gave her small butterflies, and a feeling of nostalgia she didn't know was good or bad.
the two had fallen into a pattern, texting, snapping, laughing on the phone. yet, while chris was excited about getting vivienne back, nerves built up in her stomach about him.
the plan she had to go back to cee had backfired, and only resulted in a jealous chris. although her and cee also still texted, they were just friends planning out the next time he was going to be in town
yet today she had another interview , and an announcement that she hadn't even made to her friends.
she was going on tour again, actually going on tour again. she was going to leave, and travel.
vivienne now got dressed, straightening her hair as 'i bet you think about me' by taylor swift played from the speakers in her home.
her phone buzzed with a call she suspected was from dylan, she picked up, lowering her music.
and what she expected was her best friends voice, chris spoke up "hey, what are you doing?" he asked, noise moving around the speaker
"getting ready for an interview?" she answered, still surprised that he was the one who called and not dylan
"great, i'm outside" her eyes widened as she looked around her room "no your not"
"yeah i am, but take your time, okay?" "dylan was-"
"yeah she's with diego today, so your all mine" he laughed out, sounding more like a serial killer than someone who wanted her
"uhh.. okay ghost face, im almost ready" she joked "okay rose, i'll be waiting"
he hung up and the nicknames made her blush. rose, viv, he could call her stupid loser and she would become weak in the knees.
vivienne finished getting ready and got into his car, smiling at the thought of it, something as innocent as giving a friend a ride made even more butterflies go off in her stomach
"you look pretty" he complimented her as they drove, listening to music on his playlist, a mixture of rap and other music— until it played her song
everybody's fool, written based off being used and taken advantage of to get ahead in life. she wrote it about her moving on, and it was during the 'fuck everyone i hate the world' phase of her healing.
"you like this song?" she asked, staring at him as he drove, tapping his fingers along to the drums playing in the song "it's a really good song, rose, what can i say?"
"calling me rose again is kinda ballsy for you" a sly smile spread across his face as he shrugged "you never even told me where you were going"
"oh! right, uhhh you know the studio by marks?" she asked, and in return he gave her a dumbfounded look "uhh.." he responded
"okay, go this way" she laughed, and pointed out the way, and after about 30 minutes of driving around like maniacs they arrived safely
she grabbed the arm that rested on the armrest, leaning her forehead on his shoulder. "god your insane" he smiled down at her, staying silent as her laughter filled the space between them
"come inside with me, please?" she asked, and he followed her inside like a lost puppy. she didn't even notice that she was holding his hand— it all felt so natural to her
the studio was white and there was one chair, song association. something she had been waiting to do her whole life
"holy shit your doing—" he asked as the producer and crew came up, introducing themselves to the both of them
"yeah, isn't it crazy?" she smiled and sat down on the singular black chair while chris stared at her from behind the camera
"how many interviews do i have today?" she asked her manager, a young women who looked opened a small book, reading and counting down a list of 'things to do'
"only 4.. after the next one we have lunch and then right back here for the other two" she nodded her head and stood next to chris, shocked that he was here
chris stared at the girl in shock— he didn't have any plans for the day anyways. he just was not aware that vivienne was this busy
the hair and makeup team finished touching her up, vivienne laughed as she looked at the camera
"are you ready?" the man asked, earning a confident nod from the brunette
"and action"
"hello everyone i am vivienne rose and today i'll be playing song association with elle" she smiled brightly and suddenly chris fell in love all over again
vivienne yawned as the two of them walked out of the studio, it was now late at night and she was exhausted.
"come on" he stopped in front of her, hunching over slightly. chris felt stupid— but he would feel stupid for the rest of his life for her
"what are you doing?" she asked, her voice raspy and low from talking and singing all day, in the midst of all her interviews she had forgotten to announce her tour
"get on" he signaled once again, and she laughed softly as she got on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck, her breathe on the back of his neck
"are you okay?" she asked. he smiled and walked, the two of them walking perfectly fine. "i'm fine, your sleepy and you were literally going to face plant into the ground, rose"
her eyes now half closed, and her voice sore she groaned in agreement.
chris and his brothers were always filming, their upload schedule was brutal to say the least. however, nothing that they had done had ever been that extreme. with all the lights and crew and everything
to him it was something he wanted to achieve, but not in a way where it left him and his brothers mentally and physically exhausted the way vivienne was now.
her phone buzzed in his pocket, however chris believed it to be his. he lifted it up to see who had messaged him
london boy
i'm in town next week, maybe we should get dinner at that pizza place you really like?
he literally stopped in his tracks once he realized the phone that buzzed wasn't his, and once again because of the message he didn't even mean to read.
jealousy rose in his chest once again. as he put the phone back into his pocket and placed vivienne in the passenger seat of his car.
she laid peacefully, she hummed softly as if to agree with the nonexistent words escaping chris's mouth
once they got back to her apartment he carried her up the stairs, her purse hanging on his forearm. chris struggled to open the door with her still in his arms— and vivienne was having too much fun pretending to be asleep to stop now.
chris placed her down softly on her bed, brushing the hair out of her face. he once again found himself staring at her, he glanced around the room, smiling at the picture of him and her still on her cork board.
as he was going to leave when vivienne grabbed his arm, pulling him back towards her, he collapsed onto her, staring down at her. a smile planted on her face "hi, viv"
"stay" it wasn't a question. it was a demand. she wanted him to stay
"are you sure?" he asked, raising an eyebrow "i wouldn't be asking you if i wasn't, stupid" he laughed
"rose, i don't even have clothes" she shrugged "sleep naked" she was so tired she didn't even realize what she was saying
the boy felt his face heat up at the words, but sighed and laid next to her anyways, kicking off his shoes
and while she drifted asleep chris went on his phone. calm and quiet— enjoying the simplicity of vivienne once again next to him.
and it was almost too good to be true, until now his ex texted him. a sinking feeling crept up his throat as he stared at the message
he glanced at the sleeping vivienne next to him, feeling guilty as he responded to her message.
Stella
hey, can we talk?
yeah. what's up
my parents are asking about you
we literally broke up a week and a half
ago?? tell em
that's the thing chris, i can't tell them
that because they literally love you
and might kill me for letting you go
that's kinda dumb.. but okay
what do you want me to do?
would you hate me if i asked you
to come over for dinner this weekend?
i'm in LA
they live in san francisco chris..
oh shit, right
i'm staying with them and they were
all like 'where's that nice boy chris?'
i just told them you were busy
why not tell them we broke up?
i panicked okay?? please this is all i
need. just one more dinner and then
we can go our separate ways again
you know i wouldn't ask if i didn't need
you.
i guess thats true
i owe you
yeah, you do
𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗨𝗦 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗦 !
i know i created stella but
stella go away challenge starting
NOW!