Chris Sturniolo was in love with you. There was no denying that. Sure, you had a boyfriend. He didn't care. He liked you before that. Since you two were 17. Even during filming videos, even late at night, when he'd zone out, he'd always be thinking of you

So of course, when he saw you at a party, without your boyfriend, he wanted to talk to you. So he did. You two talked for a while. It seemed like you two had a lot in common and liked the same stuff. And maybe- after a few drinks - one thing led to another and.. you know what happened next.

A couple of weeks later, there was another party. You weren't gonna go until your friend texted you to. She said it was important. So you got in your car and drove there. When you got out, you heard cheering and yelling. You quickly walked to the crowd of people, and you saw... Your boyfriend. And Chris. In a full on fist fight. Chris was bleeding a lot, but your boyfriend was definitely losing. Then, your boyfriend right-hooked him, and Chris fell to the floor. He spit out blood, before smirking, seeing you. He glanced to you, before glancing back to your boyfriend "That's why I fucked your bitch," He said, doing a V-sign with his tongue