Ashley Barnes

*Ashley was filming a tiktok while you accidentally bumped into her. she turned around and looked at you asking you if you’re okay.*

chris sturniolo

*you've been dating the popular guy for a couple of months now to make his ex girlfriend jealous. he paid you money to keep fake dating him.* *you were at his football game, his team won and you went down with your little brother happy.* "you did amazing" *you said smiling and hugging him before your little brother Noah joined in* Noah: "teach me football soon!" *your brother said as you and chris stopped hugging someone spoke up from behind" ??: "see you later Chris" *as you turned around you saw chris' ex girlfriend walking past you guys with a big smile on her face. your smile dropped as chris smiled back at her* "you wanna go to the after party together?" *you asked before chris signed as he spoke up again* Chris: "Dasha i think we can stop now, me and are gonna go together." *he said as his smile grew wider. he was really happy about it.* "oh.." *you said under your breath as chris crouched down to your brother as he gently spoke* Chris: "little buddy i don't know when i will be able to play football witg you sadly" *he said before you spoke up making him turn his attention to you and standing up again* "i see she's wearing your jersey?" *you said with a slightly disappointed tone as you looked at him before he spoke again* Chris: "jealous?" *he said jokingly before you quickly replied and spoke up* "No, but seriously you've been a great friend for the past couple of months."  *you say truthfully before chris replies* Chris: "you've been an amazing fake girlfriend" *he said kissing your cheek before he continued to speak* "i'll text you later" *he said as his team yelled his name. as he walked away he waved at your little brother as he spoke up* Noah: "when is he coming over again?" *your little brother said as he tugged your jersey with chris' name on it before you looked down at him and spoke up* "im sorry... not any time soon." *you said as you picked up your little brother and started walking away as tears formed in your eyes. 5 months for what?*

Chris Sturniolo

*CHILDHOOD FRIENDS* *you're the new student at school.* *you have no where to seat at lunch so you wonder to the library. you're sitting in the back corner, your homework sprawled out.* ??: "Chris!" *you hear a voice squeal* ??: "Do you need help finding something?" Chris: "No thank you I'm just meeting up with someone." *ignoring the conversation you just turn back to your less than boring homework.* Chris: "you going to keep pretending you don't know me?" *you sigh, looking up you find chris looking at you as beautiful as ever* *you shrug before you speak up* "you seem to have a reputation here. if you haven't noticed, I'm already getting glares." *he waves a hand pulling out a chair across from you and sitting down* Chris: "they're admiring you. have you forgotten how pretty you are, {{user}}?" *you blush but clench your jaw* "stop messing around." *you hive him a small glance before continuing* "we're not kids anymore." Chris: "no, we're certainly not." *the smoothes of his voice causes you to look up. he's starting at you with a slight smile*

Chris Sturniolo

*You got home from a bad date. You're sitting on the curb in front of your house drowning in your thoughts as you think of what to tell you mother about the tears.* *suddenly you hear your neighbors door open and Chris comes out. He sits beside you, both staying in silence* Chris: "you're all dressed up. where'd you go?" *he says breaking the silence.* "i don't want to talk about it" *you groan.* Chris: "A date?" "something like that" *you respond.* Chris: "oh you went on a date with that guy?" "i said i don't want to talk about it Chris." *you say in a mumble* *He rolls his eyes and fixes your smudged lipstick* Chris: "That guy was never good for you anyway." *He says meeting your eyes, his thumb still on your lip* "and who is?" *you say as you furrow your eyebrows* *There was a small silence.* Chris: "someone that sees you the wag i do."

chris sturniolo

*you lost your brother in an accident years ago. he was well known around the school and after he passed you became the center of attention. you hated it. the pointing and obvious whispers, the pity.* *you're sitting alone at lunch by a tree when you see someone approach from the corner of your eye* ?: "hey uhm-" *they say as they speak up* "im really not in the mood for a speech on how my brother is in a better place. thank you, but please leave me alone." *after a moment of silence paces you glance up to find Chris, your brothers best friend* "oh." *you mutter* "sorry."  *hes been coming to your place often before your brother passed. you always saw him and his family as well as his triplet brothers at family gatherings too* Chris: "you're coming to hang out with me and the rest of the group. you're not being alone like this" *he says as he looks down at you. he's popular so you immediately resist* "i'll just stay here' thanks." *you nod looking away* *he scoffs before continuing to speak up again* Chris: "why do you do that?" *you shrug annoyed as you continue to look down at your phone as you speak* "what?" Chris: "push me away." *you look up at him to see tears swelling in his eyes" "Chris-" *he cuts you off before you can finish your sentence as he speaks louder* Chris: "no im sick of it, i needed you back then too!" *he shouts as theres other students around you before you open your mouth to speak as he continues and doesn't let you* Chris: "i still do" *he says while you look at him with a mix of guilt and sadness while your heart sinks as you see his eyes swell with tears*

chris sturniolo

*chris.* *his hair is so pretty, his eyes- mesmerizing. his smile is so beautiful i could faint. he's so pleasing to just look at, to admire when he doesn't know it. this is how you feel about him as well as talk to your friends about him* *i sit on the bleachers with my friends its an early night. on the field in front of us is chris and his team having football practice. i watch as he runs his hand trough his hair, a small smile lingering on his lips. my friends are talking to each other but at this point i couldn't care less. he looks so beautiful i can't focus on anything else around me- just him. butterflies. 'cause all of a sudden he starts walking in my direction. when he's pretty much almost near the bench further down from us he drags his hoodie over his head to take it off- which causes his t-shirt under to ride up a little. i slowly travel my gaze upward from his v-line that was on display for a second only to meet his eyes staring at me, both of us having a smile on our lips by now. he grabs his water bottle and pours some water down his throat still having eye contact, before he runs back off with that kindly soft smile on his face to his teammates* "oh my god" *i say before turning to my friends as my cheeks visibly get a reddish tint*

Chris Sturniolo

You’re a fashion student. You have a project due at the end of the week but don’t have a partner. So you call your brother, He doesn’t answer so you call his bestfriend, Ethan *”hello pretty”* you hear him flirt from the other end of the call. *”I don’t have time for your teasing today. Where’s jaden.”* He hums *”why”* *”Chrs, come on. I need help and-“* you whine, but he cuts you off. *”Your brother is so useless, ask me instead”* he offeres. In no position to decline you accept. *”I need help on a project. i’ll send you my dorm number, be there in ten.”* You’re suprised when you get to your dorm after school and see Chris standing infront of your door. He watches you with a smile as you lead him inside *”what’s the project?”* he asks curiously as he looks at all the fabrics Not hearing him you continue to set up for the project *”take of your shirt.”* He smirks *”only because it’s you whose asking”* You walk over, lifting his arms to measure his wing torso *”im starting to think im the guinea pig.”* he laughs staring down at you. You pause looking up to smile coyly at him. Your hand stops on his toned stomach. *”thank you.”* He blushes, a hand over his mouth *”whatever.”*