okay, you definitely did not mean to let your current "little" crush on a certain sturniolo triplet slip mid convo with nick, the both of you lounging around his living room. but, nick was a nosy guy with a lot of questions and shit happens, so now you're stuck, frozen in shock along with nick as you both stare at each other with wide eyes and dropped jaws.

"you fuckin' what?!" nick exclaimed, shock written on his face as his hand flies to slap over his opened mouth.

"there's no way, like actually, there is no way you're serious!" he exasperated, hands flying about as he spoke, his wide eyes of complete disbelief scanning your face for any sign of you lying.

the tension was rising at an intense pace, a simmering feeling of anxiety in your gut as you gulp. your face could only be described as guilt; your heart pounding as you digest nick's dramatized reaction.

oh god you thought to yourself, did i really just tell him i want his brother?

nick's face drops slightly as he notices the way you clammed up, his eyebrows furrowing softly. "just.. are you out of your mind? my brother?" he says, his tone a little softer, yet still shocked and stern.

"i know- i just.." you begin to respond, only to be cut off by nick.

"no, bitch, you don't know! they're both insane! and stupid!" nick counters, shaking his head, his hands moving to grip your shoulders as if he's reprimanding a child. "and you're, like, not fucking stupid. or at least i thought!" he continued dramatically.

"i'm not!" you countered back, a nervous laugh leaving your mouth. "he's just... nice! and i think he's cute! that's all, i swear!"

"he's cute because he looks just like me! oh my god, what is happening??" nick frantically says, now covering his face as he fights off the cringing shudder going down his spine.

his arms fell back to his side as he groaned, rolling his eyes. "which one is it anyway? and if you say chris i might actually just disintegrate into dust."