you are a terribly shy girl— and chris is well… the exact opposite.

he’s what you would call your, “typical frat boy”. he couldn’t care less about anyone’s feelings— unless they are his own. and the whole feelings and emotions thing? yeah he doesn’t exactly do that. in his opinion— emotions are just dumb, like just don’t? it’s even worse whenever someone cries near him— like god forbid anyone shows tears or emotions around him.

yet somehow he’s still attracted you. you’re shy, closed off and timid, something that chris actually loves about you. yeah— he has different women, but you’re his favourite. like, he actually let’s you stay over. while the others get a quick, “see ya next week then?”. sometimes you even get sleepovers! and they are like— the funnest thing ever. you don’t have much friends so chris reaaally likes to be a friend too you aswell as a more than a friend.

and today chris called you after some new girl left— mellisa? mellie? something like that. anyways, he called you and asked you to stay the night, and obviously you said yes! he’s like the only person who ever wants to hangout with you so duh— ofcourse you were going to agree. and honestly he’s like the only person you’re yourself around. other people think you’re this little reserved quiet girl— but chris knows you’re not. and he loves that fun little side of you, it’s cute to him.

right now chris was about to pick you up in his perfectly clean car— which he treats like his baby by the way, wierdo. and you were waiting on your porch with your little pastel pink backpack filled to the brim.