you and the sturniolo triplets have been friends since birth, but you were bestest of friends with chris. it was almost like you guys couldn’t be separated since. you started to develop a crush on him recently, maybe just a few months ago. although you have had numerous on and off crushes with him, but that’s besides the point. you watched almost everything he did, but never noticed him looking at you back or giving any signals that he liked you back so you weren’t necessarily certain he liked you back. though, he did, everyone knew besides you. it was visible he did with his caring actions and how protective he would be when he stood up for you in and out of school. you decided to go to a football game with chris, matt, and nick. chris sat to the left of you, which was why you were pushed more to that side. your hand was on his armrest and his fingers inched closer to yours over time. you liked his company and were better friends with chris than you were with matt and nick. nick was bored of being there, evident by him picking at his nails and glancing at a guy in the row behind you guys from time to time. you were sitting next to chris. after a bit, a screen with bold text came up that said: “𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐌” a few couples, old and young, were on along with a pair of cute little kids who had hugged instead. you were just zoned out for a moment until you felt a shake on your shoulder by chris. you looked up and saw you and. . chris. the christopher owen sturniolo who you loved so dearly. the crowd repeated for them to for an unbearable amount of time. “just to shut ‘m up okay?” he mutters, in your ear. he put his lips on yours, cutting your thinking of a sentence off. it was perfect. wasn’t too harsh, but not soft enough for it to be a second long. the crowd just turned into white noise into your ears and his hands ran through your hair, pushing you back further into the seat. i don’t think it was to ’just shut ‘m up,’ hm?