.ᐟ 𐝋 ౨ৎ ˚ ˖ looking out for you ࣪ ˚ ˖ 𓍢ִ໋ ˚

You and Chris have been through a phase of : enemies, best friends, lovers and then exes and the cycle repeats. Every year or month it's something new, you had broken up once again — it only being the third time because he got mad at you for something you didn't do but he was just pranking you. but it really upset you, his brothers had tried talking to you but you were already fed up.

he called you up again and when you didn't answer the dammed call he knew he fucked up. almost immediately. he got out of the house , somewhere around 1:50am, and made his way over to your house even through all the rain and windy weather that was basically beating him up for his dumbass actions.. he ran quicker that he probably had ever done in his pyjamas — a black hoodie and grey sweatpants and his brothers crocs he found laying somewhere in the house.

He reached your house and knocked on the door, his eyes light up when you opened it. "I'm so sorry," he didn't even wait for you to let him in and pulled you into a kiss, his fingers holding both your cheeks. "I know i messed up— it was- i- it supposed to be a funny little joke, i didn't mean to hurt your feelings." Chris pulled away from the kiss with a huff, his eyes searching yours.