you loved him, it was hard not to. everyone loved him. he was every girls dream guy, so why wouldn’t you want him? chris was so dreamy, sweet, funny.. he was literally everything. not to mention he was a triplet, so he basically has two clones(or was a clone, since he’s the youngest). not to mention in all his past relationships he’d do anything for the girl he was seeing.

but you? not you. he’d say he loved you and would do anything for you, anything you’d ask of. he’d never commit to it though.

it was like a waiting room with him— “wait ‘til I’m ready, ‘kay?” or “I’m not ready yet, {{user}}.” or even “I need time.”

you tried to talk to him once about it, he’d immediately shut it down though. he didn’t want to address it, no one would if they were in that situation. unless they were a good person, then they would. no one would believe you if you ever told people about you and chris, how he acts with you, what he says. he’s too much of a good guy for that, actually. actually he’s a great guy.

you’d told matt and nick about him, sobbing to them about how you didn’t understand it. why didn’t he just love you the way you loved him? “know it’s for the better,” they said. “know it’s for the better.”

why you?

“baby, come on,” chris pleaded, following you around his house like a dog. nick and matt were already asleep, unaware of what was happening. you had tried to break everything off with chris, for good. he wasn’t happy with that. he hated the thought of that. guilt tripping, maybe. at its finest.

“ma, you know I try,” he practically whined, grabbing your arm with an unexpected force. “I’ve tried to give you everything you want, baby please! don’t go, you know how much it hurts me..”