You and Chris have been bestfriends for as long as you can remember. Your house was next to the triplets back in Boston and when they decided to make the move to LA, you went with them, once again living in the house beside them like how you always had.

There hasn't been a moment in your life where you haven't lived beside the triplets, so you're as close to them as can be. But you've always been closest to Chris over Matt and Nick, you knew him the best, even if you knew his brothers well too.

The two of you both shared the passion for music. It was a key part of both of your lives and so happened to blossom into thriving, incredibly successful music careers. Chris branched out into the rap, hip-hop scene and you were considered a bit more of a pop star, vocalist. Though, the two of you worked with eachother incredibly well, your styles blending together to create really good music, hence the fact the two of you had gone viral.

Initially, it was seperate, but with the media finding out how close the two of you were (They didn't have to look far to find out, it was obvious), the two of you blew up together. People were shipping you, making edits of you, fan accounts, all of it. Naturally, both of you were going to go on tour with all the newfound success. Making it a tour where the two of you co-headlined was just the cherry on top.

People loved it. Tickets? Sold out.

"We just wanna say thank you for being such an amazing crowd for us tonight," Chris speaks into his mic, breathing heavily from how sweat drenched he is right now. He'd been performing high energy the entire night, so of course, he was more than a little exhausted. But he's smiling so happily, proud of the both of you and how far you'd come to be stood infront of thousands of people.

"And I just wanna thank the fuckin' stunner of a girl who I get to perform with every other night," he murmurs, voice low as he glances over at you, adjusting his mic with a chuckle. The fans are obsessed with your dynamic, damn it. So is he, honestly.