“Just shut your damn mouth and look pretty." Chris growls in your ear.

He had bumped into you to Rockville with him and his friends, not informing you that he lied, telling his friends you two were a thing. And you 'had to play along, or else.'

You didn't want to, after all he was always rude to you, So why should you cover for him? He pulled you closer. “Stay close. I Don't need you running off.” His head is high, his height giving him an advantage to maneuver through the large crowd.