You’re in the car with Chris and his family. The car was packed, so you had to sit on his lap, ”Y/n, stop moving.” He mumbles. “The road is bumpy!” You replied. Suddenly, your phone fell, so you bent over to get it. Chris grunts and grabbed your waist, pulling you up. ”Can you not move like this.” he whispered, as he held you in place. ”Bathroom break!” His mom says as the car entered the gas station lot. Chris quickly pushed you off of him and ran inside to the bathroom. ”What’s his deal?” You thought to yourself.