#eva x p-chris

[noorhelming]

#KlamaricCrumbs PT II

PONEDJELJAK, 10:12

[canthelpit0]

Jealous girl

Pairing: Chris x jealous!Reader

Wordcount: 5.1k +

Summary: where a girl from school, that you don’t like, somehow knows Chris. Your school life and private life collide, as you decide to make rash moves to get back at her, and teach her a lesson.

Warnings: smut, jealousy, rich kid!Reader, use of y/n, they’re seniors in HS, marking, possessive!Reader (if u squint), pet names, p in v, filming, creampie, unprotected

(A/N: ik I’ve been doing a lot of rich kid reader, but it’s just sm easier 😭 I'm sorry for any grammar errors, English is not my fist language. also, the song has like barely anything to do with the plot.)

I’ve been friends with the triplets for most of my life. We just click.

I’ve always had a slight crush on Chris, he’s the first one I met.

I was scribbling a drawing in kindergarden, sitting at a table all by myself, when Chris came up to me. He started to talk to me and rant about something, until he declared us friends.

We grew up together, went to the same elementary and middle school. But being a rich kid, my parents wanted me to go to a private high school for better education.

So now I go to a private high school in Boston, while the triplets go to Somerville high school.

At first I really didn’t want to go, since it was a private school with uniforms and all. But my parents weren’t letting up, and even threatened to send me to a boarding school in Switzerland.

So I reluctantly agreed.

There was this girl, Eva. Your basic blonde girl with green eyes.

Now, I never liked Eva’s friend, but that was years ago, and I don’t think they’re even friends anymore.

Anyway, me and Eva share the same AP European history class.

We don’t talk a lot though.

★ ★ ★

I walk down the hallway making my way towards the door. Today was a draining day and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep.

But I have homework and-

My thoughts are cut off as I stop in my track raising an eyebrow. There was chris, standing in front of the main entrance of the school.

“Y/n?” He asks excitedly. It’s like my brain pauses for a moment.

“Chris?” I ask back.

At this point I hadn’t seen Chris or his brothers in a month or so. I was too busy studying and they were busy with lacrosse.

I live in Boston at the border to Somerville. And Chris lives in Somerville. But my school is 40 minutes away from his by car.

He opens his arms and I gladly hug him. I sigh as we embrace, my eyes closing briefly.

“Why are you here?” I ask. After all, Chris, to my knowledge didn’t have a drivers license and no reason to be here.

“Well, you know Eva? Well I gave her my jacket a week ago and I came to pick it up since she goes to your school-“ He rants, his words come out fast and jumbled by how excited he is to see me.

“How do you know Eva?” The words come out sassy. And honestly if i wasn’t hyper aware of the fact that we’re on school grounds I’d slip in a swear word.

“Well a week ago I was out in Boston shopping with Matt and Nick and this girl came up to me asking for my jacket since she was cold. Just out of nowhere” he starts to rant again, but I don’t even have half the mind to interrupt him.

After all, this felt like two of my separate worlds were colliding. And I didn’t like it one bit. He didn’t seem to dislike her like I did, wich only made me despise her more.

“And you gave it to her? A stranger?” I raise an eyebrow a huff leaving my lips.

I sound more sassy than I intend to, but I can’t help it.

Students walk past us slowly. Being in a private school most people loved it here. They weren’t pushing to leave.

We stand at the side of the main entry, still inside.

“Yeah. She asked for it” he sasses back, matching my attitude. Yet his smile stays big on his face and I could tell he wasn’t serious.

“What if she stole it?” I roll my eyes looking back up at Chris who had a few inches on me.

“That’s what I said too.” He agrees dramatically. “So she offered to give me her snap and told me she’d give it back to me next opportunity she got.”

That seems a bit dumb to me. She’s rich, she could just buy a new jacket if she’s outside and cold.

“You’ve been talking?” I question. I cringe slightly at the jealous tone lacing my words but Chris doesn’t seem to pick up on it.

“Yeah” he chirps back happily.

Oh so now they were snapping too?

He sticks out like a sore thumb. The way he carries himself, the way he smiles and acts, is just a dead giveaway that he does not go to a private school. Let alone, the fact that he’d not wearing a uniform like everyone else walking out right now.

Some people give us weird looks, but most don’t even care.

I purse my lips, if my day hadn’t been bad already, it was definitely ruined now.

The problem wasn’t that he had friends, other than me. But the fact that I knew her and knew how much of a Bitch she is, and how he can’t realize that.

The fact that he knew that she goes to my school, and that i probably know her, But didn’t even bother to mention it to me.

“You know what class she has right now?” He asks me. He actually has the nerve to.

“No.” I roll my eyes. Honestly I couldn’t care less. I only share that one class with her.

I turn on my heel to walk away, but before I can he grabs my elbow pulling me back slightly.

“Please don’t leave?” He asks sweetly.

I huff yanking my arm out of his grasp. Sure it could be awkward standing in front of the main door, obviously not going to this school looking like a lost puppy. But it’s Chris, he’ll survive.

“Chris, I have shit to do”

that’s a lie. I don’t have anything planned today. I just wanted to go home and sleep.

“Pretty please??” I huff turning back around. I stand next to him, my arms crossed as I scan the people leaving the building.

“Cute uniform you got there.” He says licking his lips slightly as he looks over my body.

I was wearing the green plaid skirt. And a basic white, collared button down. Along with the schools signature green cardigan and the tie.

I had so many layers on it was crazy. Since it was a more chilly day in Boston I had my tights on, but under the tights I had Thermo leggings on to keep me warm.

Honestly if people at public schools think the dress code is strict they should go to a private school for a day.

Once three buttons from the top of my collared shirt were unbuttoned and I was dress coded for it.

Atleast the skirt wasn’t horrendously long.

It could still be considered a mini skirt if you squint.

“You say that every time you see me in it” I scoff. I can’t help the fact I’m being sassy, I’m just in a horrible mood.

“I mean it.” He answers.

But before i can respond I hear an annoying voice from in front of me. “Hey Chris.” I turn my head to look at Eva.

The bitch is smiling wide. She was wearing the khaki skirt and the navy blazer with the black tights.

I purse my lips. God I wish I could dress however I want to for school.

“Hi Eva.” Chris greets her with a hug.

I physically try to hold back a scowl. They talk about something and I drown Out Eva’s pitched, bitchy tone.

Of corse Chris wouldn’t pick up on the flirting. But I see the way she smiles at him. The way her eyes trail over his face and linger at his lips for too long.

And I don’t know why I’m getting all territorial, but I guess I’m scared that Chris won’t have time to hang out anymore if he starts dating.

Either that or I just know how much of a bitch she is and I could treat him better than she ever could.

“Y/n this is Eva, Eva this is y/n” Chris makes us shake hands. He introduces us like we don’t know each other.

She chuckles at the silly gesture. She doesn’t hate me and I don’t hate her either. I just don’t like her, and the way she acts.

I’m rich, sure. And I’m more wealthy then her, but atleast I don’t act like a brat.

We start to walk, with them chatting, and me just trailing behind them.

We get to Eva’s car, she’d said something about driving him home or something. Does this girl know he lives like more than 40 minutes away?

My skin crawls at the thought of them being together in her car for that long. All alone.

“Chris come here” I wave him over for a second. Eva doesn’t question it instead going on her phone.

He walks over to me. I grab him by the shoulder to pull him down as I whisper in his ear. “You always pick the worst people to befriend.”

I let go of him. He groans rolling his eyes. His past two friendships with girls he befriended had ended horribly. But it was so predictable.

“Y/n/n. Come on” he scoffs. I turn to walk away to my own car to drive home.

Until he grabs my arm again pulling me back. “Can we talk.” He mumbles his arms wrapping a round my torso his chest pressed against my back.

“Not now.” I huff pushing myself off of him slightly. He wasn’t holding me tightly so I get out of his grip fairly easily.

“Y/n” he huffs.

“Don’t start.” I sass at him. I clench my jaw. I feel disappointed but not surprised. Eva wasn’t the type to show guys she’s interested in just how bitchy she really is.

“I gotta go, have fun.” I smile at him sarcastically. I let my smile drop as fast as it had appeared finally walking away from them.

But when I glance over my shoulder he’s already standing next to her smiling down at her.

★ ★ ★

The whole week after she found out I knew him, she’d constantly call him, and be around me and tell me stuff about him as if I didn’t know.

She’d sho me pictures of them together, she’d tell me jokes that I’ve heard before.

It was just the same old recycled bullshit.

He’d told her that we’ve known each other for basically forever. Why the hell was she talking to me like I didn’t know him?

That weekend I went over to the triplets house like I usually do, ready to sleepover.

I was in nicks bedroom talking to him.

“God, Chris always has terrible friends. And he needs to stop talking to everyone he sees.” Nick says with an eye roll.

This was our weekly complaining session.

“I know right, he befriended some girl from my school-“ I’m cut off by Nick.

“Eva?” I nod.

“I met her a few days ago and she’s so annoying.” He agrees slapping my arm a few times as he gets worked up.

“Right.” I scoff agreeing with him.

“And she totally has a thing for Chris.” He rolls his eyes hard.

I purse my lips. Good to know that I’m not delusional and that someone else sees it too.

After that the conversation topic shifts until Nick is ranting about some random TikTok song, and about how it’s obviously written to go TikTok viral and whatnot.

★ ★ ★

“Where are you gonna sleep tonight?” Nick asks, lying flat on his back, on his bed.

I slept over almost every weekend. And usually I’d rotate between whose bed space I’ll take up.

It is Friday, I always come over Friday after school. And then I stay until Sunday. And Sunday afternoon I go back home.

I always stay over on the weekends unless I have like an upcoming exam or something.

“Uhm.” I pause. I should sleep in Matt’s room tonight. But I want to talk with Chris more.

“Chris” I state. Nick doesn’t even question it.

The last time I’d slept over was over a month ago. and while sure, we did hang out in the past month, I spent all my weekends studying.

Nick had no mind to question me. He couldn’t care less. I could tell he’d missed me, and knowing I was sleeping over was comforting no matter where I slept.

We talk for a bit more until I stand up and pick up my overnight bag. I hug Nick and tell him I’m gonna head to Chris’ room.

We really need to talk about making good friends, and who to not befriend.

Because it keeps happening that Chris will pick out the shittiest people to befriend. And god it’s so irritating having to listen to him complain after they ‘betray’ him.

I walk upstairs to Chris’ room and unceremoniously swing the door open.

Once the door opens I’m immediately greeted with the sight of the pale pink LED’s on. There he was laying on his bed laying ON his side his phone up to his face.

“Oh hi y/n” he smiles at me briefly before going back to staring at his phone.

Chris usually called me any nickname under the sun before calling me my actual name.

Eva’s piercing voice echos out of the phone speakers making my expression sour immediately.

“Hi y/n” she says loudly. I can’t help the eye roll.

“Chris.” I hiss under my breath my eyes narrowed in a glare. He glances back at me his lips pursing in mild annoyance.

He tells her he’s got to go and that he’ll call her back. Chris then hangs up, slightly sitting up, his back pressed against his head bored.

I walk in fully, now closing the door behind me.

I put my overnight bag on his desk.

“I think she likes you.” I say simply my lips tugged into a straight line.

He huffs a laugh as if he thinks I’m joking.

I look over my shoulder, observing the grey sweatpants and white wife beater combo.

He crossed his arms staring back at me.

“I’m dead serious.” I say flatly. “Ever since she found out that I know you, she’s been coming to me in breaks and talking about you like I give a fuck.”

He poked his tongue into his cheek his expression falling flat “you’re serious?” He asks his voice painfully monotone.

“Of corse you didn’t realize” I roll my eyes turning back to look at my backpack.

“Whatever” I roll my eyes. I grab my make up bag that I always had in his room and I walk out the room to the bathroom to take off my make up.

After a few minutes I come back to see him on his phone again.

“Shit you’re right.”

Chris breathes out not even looking at me just saying that. He was going through previous messages only now seeing the underlying flirtation in her choice of words.

I raise my eyebrow at him before it registers what he is saying.

“I know” I say simply.

“How do I let her down slowly?” He asks his eyes finally going up to meet mine. His blue eyes only seem more exaggerated under the pink LED lights.

Before walking away from the door I lock it, he sends me a questioning glance but ultimately doesn’t say anything.

“You know, like how do I tell her I’m not interested, without saying that?” He adds still looking at me.

I walk up to the side of his bed.

I then roll my eyes getting on the bed. I sit next to him my back against the headboard as well.

We’re both quiet, the air in the room thickening. I can practically feel my skin burning up.

“How about you make a bold statement?” I break the silence after a moment.

Before he can respond I turn and get on his lap. My eyes are dark as I Simply sit on his thighs.

His hands go to my waist out of instinct. My arms wrapping around his neck.

He huffs out a breath his cheeks tinted a slight red. “What? you wanna make a sex tape or something?” He rolls his eyes.

I roll my eyes back at him. “That would be bold, but I don’t want her to see your dick.”

“Ooh possessive?” He teases. Chris unconsciously squeezes my side making me whine under my breath.

He chuckles at the sound, but before he can comment on it I’m speaking again. “I was thinking hickey , but if you want to fuck so bad then-“ I cut myself off.

“We can do both” he assures.

I lick my lips. And before I know it I move his face with my hand tilting his head to the side. My lips touch his jawline. I kiss down his jawline to his neck before I start to suck harshly.

He lets out a harsh breath his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows.

“Easy ma, you got all the time In The world.”

Ma. I genuinely don’t know where he heard that, but at some point he just started calling me ma or mama.

Like I said, he used every pet name under the sun, before saying my actual name.

I pull away for a second my eyes scanning the small purple bruise on his neck.

“No.” I breathe out harshly before starting to peck his neck again. Until I bite down, relatively low on his neck close to the other hickey.

I bite hard, making sure my teeth print would be there while also sucking another hickey into his skin.

He hisses at the harsh feeling, his hands clenching and unclenching on my waist. He doesn’t stop me tho. Quite contrary, I hear a few whines leave his mouth. His sounds sounding borderline like moans.

I pull away admiring his neck.

I move the strap of his wife beater to the side, kissing down his collarbone. I suck more marks into his skin, until I deem it enough.

“You wanna tap this, handsome?” I tease , my eyes meeting his pale blue ones.

His eyes are half lidded and his pupils blown out in pleasure.

It’s really late by now. It’s dark outside. And the light pink LED lights make his blue eyes look even bluer.

“Please?” He asks sweetly his tone feigning innocence.

I can feel the hardness press up against my clothed core. I grin back at him, my eyes dark in lust and half lidded like his.

I cross my arms and tug off my t shirt. I throw it to the ground, letting Chris Bask in the sight of my bra covered chest.

The lust radiating off of him only seems to double.

“So pretty.” He coos. And before I know it he’s leaning forward and kissing my chest.

He glances up at me through his lashes and mumbles against my skin. “Can I leave hickeys too?”

I chuckle at the question. It really didn’t matter for me. My schools dress code is strict and I would have to cover them up anyway.

“Under the neckline” I nod simply. And before I realize it he’s sucking on the tender skin of one of my boobs.

He licks and sucks at the skin, half my boob covered in his saliva now.

I tug in his top. He groans against me, obviously not wanting to pull away. But he eventually does, I pull the wife beater over his head and throw it to the floor.

His hand goes up to cup my other boob while he kisses down from my collarbone to my chest and then sucks another hickey at the top of it.

I card my hand through his hair while I don’t bother pulling him off. He lets me stroke his hair moaning into my skin.

He pulls away, his eyes even darker than before. his hair now messy as well.

I get off of him. He groans at the loss of contact. I can see he’s about to complain. But before he can, I start to undo my pajama pants and slide them down.

My black lacy thong and my black lacy bra match.

Chris had made fun of me for wearing such ‘slutty’ underwear before. After all whenever I showered here I left some of my clothes, namely my underwear, here.

I had my own little section in Chris’ closet filled with my panties and bras.

“Fuck.” He breaths out closing his eyes briefly and then opening them again as if checking if he was seeing things.

He starts to shift and tug down his own sweatpants. He eagerly tugs them off along with his boxers letting his cock spring free.

My mouth quite literally waters at the sight of his hard dick lying flat against his stomach.

He lays down flat on his back looking to his side to look me in the eyes.

“Please ride me ma.”

He says in such a pleading and whiny tone, how could I say no to that.

I walk past his bed to his desk and pick up my phone from where I’d put it.

I walk back tugging the thong off swiftly. I get on top of him straddling his torso. I grind myself against his dick, feeling it glide between my wet folds.

I tug on my bra trying to get it off. And when I finally do, it’s also discarded quickly.

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous mama.” He sighs looking at my boobs, both of them having small hickeys on them.

He puts his two hands on my waist lifting me slightly. He trails one hand down to my folds examining my pussy.

I feel him push his middle finger into my cunt abruptly to wich I moan.

He hums as if he was thinking. “So tight baby.” He coos his second hand on my waist caressing my skin gently.

“Gotta stretch this pussy out. We don’t want it to tear do we?” Chris asks sarcastically, obviously joking.

I lick my lips and let out a dry chuckle. His girth really did look painfully big. Atleast for what I was used to.

It wasn’t like he was that big, but it was definitely well above average.

I hand him my phone so he can start recording and that’s just what he does. He uses his hand from my waist to film this.

The camera pointing right at my pussy. He pushes a second finger in, briefly finger fucking me and scissoring his fingers to stretch me more.

“So fucking soaked.” He groans under this breath.

Chris takes his fingers out of me grabbing his hard dick and jerking it for a second. I lift myself and he positions it at my cunt, while also making sure to keep the camera at the right angle.

I push myself down letting out a breathy moan.

His hand, that’s not holding my phone, goes to my waist to steady me.

I suddenly push myself down on him completely. I whine loudly, my body jerking forward at the impact. He groans at the feeling of being balls deep in me.

“You okay?” He asks rubbing my waist gently in comfort.

“Yea” I breathe out my eyes closing as I try to get used to the feeling.

My legs are already numb and I’m already questioning why I’m on top.

I start to slowly bounce myself on him. He watches through my phone, his eyes glued to where we connect, seemingly fascinated by the sight.

“So tight for me.” He breaths out harshly trying to hold back loud groans. He was painfully aware of the fact that his siblings and parents were home.

I start to bounce on him more listening to him shower me in praises and compliments.

“Fuck.” His eyes stay trained on the phone screen, but he occasionally glances up to look at me.

I start to ride him harder the compliments and praise only making me wetter.

“God, come on, get yourself off on my dick like the slut you are.” He huffs. His free hand lightly on my waist to help me steady my movements.

He tries not to be too loud, both for the camera and because everyone is home.

I lean forward slightly and take my phone from his grasp.

I film his face and his reactions now.

His hands go to my waist slightly squeezing my skin as I start to rock my hips harder.

“Good boy, be quiet yeah.”

I feel the knot in my stomach tighten threatening to snap. The constant hit to my sweet spot is so overwhelming, and before I know it I’m releasing on his dick.

my hands are shaky but my phone is still angled at him, catching his mouth dropping in pleasure.

I clench around him letting out soft whines and moans, while Chris uses his hands to make me grind on him.

After a second when I calm down he grins. Chris holds his hand out for the phone that I give to him. He lifts me slightly to show the Camera the white circle my cum created around his length.

He makes no move to switch our positions so I just grind into him.

Chris turns the recording off and puts my phone on the nightstand. His hands find their way to my hips holding me tightly.

But before he can switch our positions like he was lplanning to, his phone starts ringing.

I glance ova seeing Eva as the caller ID. I roll my eyes. I feel pretty over stimulated already, but I want her to know.

“Pick up.” I demand under my breath. Our eyes meet for a moment but he eventually complies.

He leans over and takes his phone, picking up the call with a frown.

As soon as I hear her annoying voice i start to ride him again, making sure that the slapping sounds are loud enough.

He tries not to groan at the movements, trying to keep himself together.

“Eva, uh” he pauses his eyes locking with mine once more. He can’t help it when his free hand on my waist urges me to go harder.

“I’m kind of busy right now”

But she doesn’t get the hint and questions him. “Too busy to talk to me?”

Fucking pick me.

“Yeah well” he lets out a soft groan, pulling the phone away so she doesn’t hear it too well.

She starts to yap about some unimportant shit. Chris puts the phone on the side of the bed sitting up.

I stop moving due to Chris harsh grip. He pulls me off and flips us around.

I grab the pillow re- adjusting it so the side of my face is buried in it, my ass up for him.

He grins a soft slap echoing through the room. He kneeds my ass trying to smooth the pain of the slap.

He spreads my cheeks and pushes himself back in. He immediately starts up a harsh and fast pace fucking me into the pillow.

“Are you having sex right now?” Eva questions sounding like a brat who was just denied a toy

He leans over for a second picking up his phone. “No I’m not, why would you think that” he scoffs continuing his relentless attack to my sweet spot.

My core throbs around him, clenching to try and suck him back in.

“Oh my god you are-“ before she can rant about god knows what, Chris hangs up the phone.

He scoffs his grip in my waist tightens as he continues to forcefully pull me back on him.

He goes to the camera app on his phone starting to film once again.

He admires the way his entire length disappears into my tight cunt, and the way he has a white ring around the base of his cock from my previous release.

He picks up pace even more, if that was even humanly possible, until I feel like im going to cum again.

I turn my face and burry it in the pillow trying to muffle my noises. Because honestly I’d be surprised if the whole house didn’t already know what we’re doing.

“Close” I whine out between incoherent moans.

“Me too ma. Hold it for a bit, yeah?” He says sweetly his harsh actions not so sweet.

“Where do you want it?” He keeps glancing between the camera and me, sometimes angling the camera to show my back and the back of my head too.

“Inside” I whine. And that mildly catches Chris off guard.

He only picks up pace tho, his palm meets my butt again, in a harsh slap. I moan at the feeling. “Come on come for me” he demands.

And before I know it the knot in my stomach snaps once more my thighs shaking and my cunt clenching a round him.

The Camera is focused on my cunt. His thrusts get more sloppy and messy until he gives me one last harsh thrust.

Chris releases into me, filling me up to the brim and stuffing me.

We both stay like that for a moment to catch our breathes.

He stops the recording and throws the phone next to me, onto the bed.

He trails his hand over my ass and lower back, before gently grabbing my hips and pulling out.

He lets out a breath seeing his length covered in our combined juices, and me leaking.

He pushes me on my side slightly, so I’m laying down fully. I sigh turning my face into the pillow my arm under it.

“You okay?” He asks softly. Chris kisses my shoulder softly.

I just realized that we hadn’t kissed once. This entire time, his lips hadn’t been on mine not once. And I don’t know if he did that on purpose or not.

“ m’ good” I sigh closing my eyes briefly.

I nuzzle my face into the pillow, breathing out. I blink my eyes open again sighing.

I feel his eyes burn into the side of my face.

“Were you jealous?”

My eyes shoot open and I turn my head slightly to look at him. “About what?” I say simply playing dumb.

“Why do you not like her.” He asks again.

“I never liked her.”

“Right, and you don’t like that she likes me.” He states simply.

I scoff. “Don’t flatter yourself” I huff and nuzzle my face into the pillow.

“You literally have my cum inside of you right now, ma.” He huffs in response.

I purse my lips burring my face harder into the pillow.

“I like that.” He says again making me look back at him. Chris is looking down at me with a sweet smile

“What?” I ask and look at him from the corner of my eyes.

“That you’re jealous.” Chris replies, his smirk ever so cocky.

“Why would I be jealous?” I huff, replying sarcastically.

“Don’t deny it ma. I think it’s cute.” Chris chuckles. He grins down at me victoriously. He lays down next to me staring into my eyes.

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A/N: this was so fun to write lmao. sorry for not posting in the past few days, I was just busy with school and didn't have the motivation to write. Feel free to to send me stuff my req and asks are open <3

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Billie Eilish, Astronomyy – Ocean Eyes (Astronomyy Remix)

Alex Schulz ft. Ashe – Permanent Summer

Christine and the Queens, Paradis – Tilted (Paradis Remix)

The Bins – Beijos (Amerigo Gazaway Remix)

silvershore, Anki – orbit

Golden Era EDM throwback mix

Full Track List: 

Calvin Harris feat. Florence Welch – Sweet Nothing

David Guetta feat. Sia – Titanium 

Zedd feat. Foxes – Clarity (Tiesto remix X original mix)

Afrojack feat. Eva Simmons – Take Over Control 

Martin Solveig feat. Dragonette – Hello 

Calvin Harris feat. Ayah Marar – Thinking About You 

Eric Prydz – Every Day

Pryda – 2Night X Oasis – Wonderwall

Otto Knows – Million Voices X Coldplay – Fix You

Nadio Ali, Starkillers & Alex Kenji – Pressure (Alesso remix)

One Republic – If I Lose Myself (Alesso Remix)

Swedish House Mafia – Don't You Worry Child X Temper Trap – Sweet Disposition (Axwell & Dirty South remix) 

Adrian Lux – Teenage Crime (Axwell & Henrik B remix) 

Calvin Harris – Feel So Close 

Kaskade vs. Sebastian Ingrosso & Tommy Trash – Eyes Reloaded (Kaskade mash-up)

Steve Aoki & Wynter Gordon – Ladi Dadi (Tommy Trash remix) 

Tim Berg – Seek Bromance 

Axwell, Ingrosso, Angello & Laidback Luke – Leave the World Behind

Calvin Harris – I'm Not Alone (Deadmau5 remix) 

Kaskade – 4AM (Adam K & Soha mix)

Escape to a Sunny Afternoon With Uplifting Music

Full Track List:

Isak Danielson – Broken (Lost Frequencies Cut)

Calvin Harris, Ellie Goulding – Miracle (Mau P remix)

Alesso – Without You

DubVision – P.R.O.G.2

Third-Party – Thee Chords (Feel So High) 

Vintage Culture, Franky Wah – Alive 

Jerome Isma-Ae, Weekend Heroes – In The Dark 

GENESI – Everything You Have Done (Meduza edit)

Fred again.., Skrillex & Four Tet – Baby again..

MK & Dom Dolla – Rhyme Dust

John Summit, Hayla – Where You Are (Gorgon City remix) 

Steve Brian feat. Christian Carcamo – Us (Axis remix) 

Noise & Westend feat. No/Me – Push To Start

Nelly Furtado, Dom Dolla – Eat Your Man

FISHER & Aatig – Take It Off

Chris Lake & Aluna – Beggin’

Skrillex & BEAM – Selecta 

Duke Dumont – The Chant

Matt Fax & x.o.anne – Underwater

Rebel of Sleep & Joseph Crime – Around

Do you like this vibe? So, what are you waiting for? Let's embark on this musical and melodious journey together! Follow afternoon skies for more!!

[tfln-ish]

[crowleying]

Dirty little secret | f! reader

Date: 10.04.2020

Pairing:  Christoffer Schistad x Reader

Reader's pronouns: she/her

Words: 2.205

Fandom: SKAM

Characters: Reader, Christoffer Schistad, William Magnusson, Noora Amalie Sætre, Eva Kviig Mohn

Genre: Romance

Length: Oneshot

Warnings: Angst and fluff

Requested by anon

Request: WOW you write for SKAM! 😭 could you write something like: Reader and Chris are dating but she wants to keep it secret because of his reputation and he's annoyed so they fight, he flirts with girls to piss her off, they're on and off, very good or terrible, constantly and then he leaves for army and they solve nothing so when he comes for break they want to reconcile and fix everything. With prompts: 142, 160, 167, 178. Thanks! ❤

Prompts: 142. “I’m lost without you.” 

160. “Just smile. I really need you to smile right now.”

167. “Please tell me it’s going to be okay.”

178. “You’ve shown me what love can feel like.”

Summary: You don’t want to tell anyone that you are in a relationship with Chris. This annoys him and you’re always fighting about it.

A/N: I’m sorry for taking so long but I’m happy I was finally able to write it. I wrote it in one go, which is very unusual for me but I really needed it because all I’m doing this days is studying. So thank you for the request!

English is not my first language so feel free to correct any mistake and I would love to know what do you think about it. REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I posted a List of prompts, so check it out! Let me know if you would like to be tagged in my works.

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Masterlist

Ao3

[ID: a black and white gif. Chris Schistad, with a Penetrators hoodie and his backpack on his shoulder, walking by Eva and looking at her. She is giving us the back, she has her backpack on and she turns to look at him. End ID.]

You were leaning against the wall enclosing the school while waiting for your friends and you couldn’t take your eyes off your boyfriend who was talking with the other Penetrators across the courtyard. He flashed you some of his charming smiles from time to time and you couldn’t avoid smiling back and blushing. You were so caught up in your interaction that you didn’t notice your best friend.

“You’re staring” she pointed out almost as a greeting.

“Hello to you” you shot back smiling at her.

“You know, I don’t understand why you want to keep it secret, it’s not like anyone could really miss you smiling to each other all the times with heart-shaped eyes” Noora commented.

You shook your head. “I’ve told you already. Chris has an awful reputation and you more than anyone else should understand” you replied giving her a knowing look.

“Should I?” she asked smiling and waving at William, her boyfriend and Chris’ best friend.

Your eyebrows shot up and she couldn’t ignore your gaze anymore. “What? I’m past that, now everyone knows we are together and we are happy” she said while you caught sight of William and Chris leaving their friends and making their way towards the two of you.

“Hey” William said before taking Noora by the hips and kissing her while Chris shot a look that screamed ‘we could be that happy’. You averted your gaze and cleared your voice. They both got the hint and parted but didn’t let each other go.

“Isn’t it a wonderful day to let the world know of your relationship so that you too can kiss each other without bothering us every time we do so?” William asked you with a cheeky smile. That earned him a glare from you.

Noora and William, being respectively your and Chris’ best friends were the only two to know about your relationship but you were regretting letting them know since they both pushed you to let everyone know. You suspected Chris was behind all of this.

Before you could say anything you were joined by your other friends who were completely oblivious of the whole situation.

“Just think about it” he said briefly before kissing Noora on the lips.

“Let’s go Chris, bye girls.”

You didn’t miss the wink Chris sent Eva’s way and she didn’t either. As soon as the two weren’t in earshot, she let out a cry. “Oh my God, he winked at me!”

You were fuming and Noora shot you a glance. You didn’t react but for the rest of the day you said two words at most and that dark look didn’t leave you. It grew even worse as Chris seemed to be flirting with every girl that passed by and especially with Eva. You didn’t know if you hated him more because he was hurting you or because he was leading her on when she actually liked him.

It went on for the whole week and you just couldn’t take it anymore so you decided you wouldn’t go to the party one of his friends would host on Saturday. You couldn’t watch him flirting with every single girl in the house for the whole night.

No matter how many times Noora tried to convince you to go, you were even more stubborn than she was.

When you heard the bell ringing at ten you thought it was her, both your parents and your brother had the keys so it couldn’t be them. Annoyed you stopped the film you were watching and got up from the bed.

“Noora, I’m not coming to that stupid party” you shouted while reaching the door but when you opened it you found Chris instead.

“What are you doing here? My parents could be at home!”

“Noora told me they went out.”

You cursed her.

“Are you already tired of Eva?” you asked rolling your eyes but leaving the door open for him to come in while you went to the kitchen to put on the kettle.

He entered and closed the door behind, following you inside.

“You know it’s not-” he started only to be interrupted by you.

“I know and it pisses me off because she really likes you and you’re playing with her feelings, just like you’re doing with mine, like you do with everyone’s” you lashed out turning to look at him.

He raised his hands surrendering.

“I know I shouldn’t have, I’m sorry” he said calmly.

“You’re sorry? You’re sorry? How many times have I heard it before?” you asked rhetorically turning to put the water in the kettle and putting it on the cooker.

“It’s just- I was angry, ok? I was angry because you want to keep me as your dirty little secret so that your good girl reputation isn’t stained by mine.”

“That’s not why. You know why and it’s not like you ever try to prove me wrong, is it?” you retorted facing him, your tone now calmer.

He pressed his lips together and inspired. You were right and there was no denying it. “Fine, you’re right. I’m sorry and I’ll try to prove you that I really am changed” he said taking a couple of steps towards you. You relaxed accepting it. You would have to do with it for the time being even though you knew it wouldn’t last long.

You nodded and he hugged you.

It was always like this between the two of you. It had begun almost one year ago. You asked him to keep it secret for a while and he accepted if you let him tell it to William. You agreed but after sometime he eventually became tired of the situation and started pushing you to let everyone know. When you refused he started flirting with everyone he laid his eyes on just to piss you off. That time you almost broke up but then he pleaded you not to and you decided to give him another chance and for some time everything was great but then it happened again and again and again. You had become so used to it by now that you were always ready. You didn’t know how it could still be working between the two of you but somehow it did.

 The next couple of weeks were great, you spent almost every day together when you weren’t at school, he didn’t seem to have eyes for anyone but you, he had completely forgot about Eva.

She didn’t understand what had happened to make him change so suddenly and she was talking about it with the girls for the umpteenth time. You weren’t really listening.

“I need to go to the toilet” you stated getting up from your spot on the windowsill. They barely nodded before bringing their attention back to Eva.

You were tired of listening to her talking about your boyfriend. You were so lost in your thought about him that you didn’t notice a door on you left flying open before someone pulled you in and closed the door. You were ready to fight but you recognized Chris and give him a small push on the chest.

“What are you doing?” you whispered hardly keeping from smiling.

“I missed you” he said pulling you in a heated kiss you couldn’t resist. Your arms went around his neck without you even noticing.

He pushed you against a desk. You sat on it and he made his way between your legs and started kissing your neck. You knew very well where he wanted to go but you put a hand against his chest and pushed.

“Chris, we can’t, we are at school” you reminded him biting your lower lip trying not to smile.

“I don’t care” he muttered against your skin.

“I know but I do” you said giggling. He pulled back. “I know you do, you always do” he replied bitterly and you knew you were back to fighting.

“Chris, please” you whispered tiredly. You didn’t want to fight but he apparently did. “No Y/N, I am the one pleading you. We have been together for almost a year and you still don’t want people to know” he pointed out.

“Because you haven’t changed as you always promise me to” you retorted hopping off the desk.

“I have changed; I’ve been only with you this whole time, why can’t you see it? Why don’t you understand that since you’ve shown me what love can feel like I don’t care for anyone else?” he asked, a pained look on his beautiful face. The bell rang.

“Because you keep flirting with everyone” you replied shaking your head and feeling the tears coming to your eyes. Without giving him the time to reply you left, not wanting to cry in front of him.

After that you didn’t see each other for weeks. He had exams and you kept to yourself; even Noora didn’t see you all that much, you didn’t really feel like staying with the girls.

 As hard as you tried, however, you couldn’t ditch that damn party at William’s to celebrate the end of the school. You knew there would be no avoiding Chris there. As soon as you walked in you spotted him but you were able to go unseen for a whole hour before he found you in the kitchen grabbing the third beer of the night.

“We need to talk” he said right away.

You hesitated.

“Please” he insisted and he seemed almost desperate. You nodded and left the unopened bottle on the counter following him out of the flat and then the palace.

You stopped only once you were in the street and waited for him to talk.

“I... I’m sorry for saying it now that we’re not even speaking but I didn’t want to leave without telling you” he began and a shiver went down your back. You didn’t know it was for the chilly air or if was for his words.

“Leave? What do you mean? Where are you going?” you asked bringing you arms around yourself to fend the cold off. You hadn’t thought of taking your jacket with you.

He took his off and put it on your shoulders.

“I decided to join the army” he said and the world around you started spinning incredibly fast.

You felt the words getting stuck in your throat and tears came to your eyes instead.

“Why?” you finally managed to whisper.

“I want to get my head together and take my time to decide what to do afterwards” he said getting closer to you and putting his hands on your arms.

“It is not your fault” he added guessing your thoughts. Your tears started flowing and he hugged you.

“When are you leaving?” you whispered.

“In two days.”

“Two days?” you asked faintly.

“I’m sorry” he whispered squeezing you to his chest.

“Please tell me it’s going to be okay” you pleaded him. You knew it wouldn’t change anything but you needed to hear that from him.

“It’s going to be ok, I promise” he said and you nodded.

He pulled apart and looked at you. “Please don’t cry” he said drying your tears delicately with his thumbs.

“Just smile. I really need you to smile right now. I will need to think of your wonderful smile when I will be away and missing you.”

You tried to do your best but only managed to smile weakly. He smiled back and pulled you back in the hug.

 Months had gone by and you still missed him as much as you did the first day. You didn’t know how it was possible. Before he left you both decided it would be better not staying in contact but you regretted it now. Not knowing how he was doing was killing you; the only news being those William passed you through Noora. It was her who told you he was back. She barely had the time to finish the sentence before you ended the call and put your jacket on leaving the house without bothering telling anyone where you were going.

You ran all the way there and when you finally got to the door you were spent. Still out of breath you rang the bell. You didn’t need to wait too long for the door to open showing an extremely surprised Chris.

“How...?” he began but he was interrupted by William. “Oh, wow, that was quick” he commented seeing you. “I’ll leave you two alone” he said winking at you.

“Thanks” you whispered, a small smile on your lips.

“We’ll see soon, yeah?” he asked Chris who nodded, still a little bit confused.

William left and you followed Chris inside.

Chris closed the door and as soon as he turned you hugged him.

“Please don’t leave ever again, I’ll tell the world that we are together, I’ll put banners around the city if I can get you to stay” you blurted out making him laugh. He hugged you back.

“So we are back together?” he asked and you nodded without hesitation. “I’m lost without you” you admitted.

“Oh God, I love you and I’m not leaving again” he said looking you in the eyes before kissing you deeply.

[suunflowersana]

ok lmaooo drama 

[homemade-ghosts]

middle-of-the-night me is pure emotional trash. I literally just started crying thinking about that scene in eva’s bedroom between her and p-chris...like, damn, girl, that aired over a year ago wtf

[nooraiskind]

Potential Emma x Alexandre in SKAMfr

(as of Feb 11, 2018)

Okay so after (re)watching SKAMfr 1x01 (plus the weekend clips), I’m noticing that this version might have a possibility for Mohnstad -cough- I mean Emma and Alexandre - to be endgame. Hear me out:

So far from what we’ve seen, Emma is not Eva (I’m happy about this). Emma knows what she wants out of life more than Eva did at the beginning and she isn’t afraid of calling Yann out on his BS. She isn’t afraid of losing him the way Eva was with Jonas. Emma has no qualms about telling Yann straight up that he’s annoying her or being a dick, and she isn’t afraid to walk away from him. 

This leads me to believe that Emma didn’t “steal” Yann from Ingrid, at least not in the same way the Eva x Ingrid x Jonas situation went down. Emma tells Ingrid that she misses her at the Vendredi party, and in the Dimanche clip she tells Yann “you know she treats me like shit.” 

This doesn’t sound remorseful. Unless Emma is playing the victim (which seems unlikely), something else went down between her and Ingrid. This isn’t to say Emma is not at fault; I’m kind of hoping that a good part of it is her fault because that will make her character so much more complex and life-like, just like it did for Eva. Having a main character make a bad choice and realistically suffer the consequences is less common in media now days, and that’s what seemed so groundbreaking about finding out that Eva had “stolen” Jonas. The main character is usually “the victim” in cases like these, not the offender. But I digress. 

On to Alexandre:

A key difference between Alexandre and P Chris right away is that Alexandre doesn’t seem to be a dick. That could very well change as the season progresses, but from what we’ve seen so far, he’s just a cool, older guy down to party. He’s not afraid to dance on the stage and just have fun and is easygoing enough to follow this random girl demanding he come to the bathroom.

And he seems genuinely excited to meet Alexia (his name twin), and we see later that they take pictures together for instagram. He makes the best of a random situation. And when Emma leaves him and the bathroom, he doesn’t call her a dick tease for “leading him to the bathroom under false pretenses,” he just seems confused/disappointed that they won’t be talking.

I see potential here.

Maybe this season will focus less on insecurities and lacking identity without your past friends, and more on being in a high school relationship that was never meant to succeed. Maybe it will be about letting go of the people you’re comfortable with, and taking the risk to find the people you actually fit with (this can also relate to the girl squad). Emma’s main problem right now is that she lost her friends and is alone.  We’re just waiting to find out exactly why.

I know that the series will get progressively more independent from the Norwegian version, so maybe the overall theme will change too. I’m excited to find out.

Honestly, at this point I don’t ship anyone because I’m still getting to know the characters. But it would be nice to find out why Emma is with Yann, because so far I have yet to see how he’s good for her. They don’t seem very well suited. If I were watching SKAMfr with no prior context, I’d think that Emma and Lucas were friends and she met Yann through him. (This is 100% reaching and I doubt that it’s what happened.)

My main questions right now are about why Yann is lying? Drug use doesn’t seem to be as big an issue here. While Emma does point point out in Dimanche that Yan doesn’t smoke, later instagram posts literally reference it. Emma can see these instagram posts so it doesn’t seem to be where this is going. Smoking/drugs seem like a red herring for what’s actually going on.

Emma and Yann seem to be moving in different directions, and I’m curious about how they’ll handle themselves and if they’ll stay together. I predict that they will eventually break up, I just wonder if they’ll make it back together later on. I’m hoping not.

If SKAMfr plays out similarly to the original SKAM, I believe there is a chance for Emma and Alexandre. 

Let me know what you think! Am I way off base here? I’m curious to see if this is something only I see. (And who knows, maybe I’ll be proven wrong by the next clip haha)

[2016thehandmaiden]

i got a feeling, that tonight’s gonna be a good night.

[ksica]

I dreamt that I was at my old elementary school. And we were eating lunch outside, me and Caroline, who was my girlfriend in fourth grade and then you were walking past and I was like “Wow, damn”! And then I walked up to you and I was like “Hey, do you wanna date me?” in front of Caroline.

[buzzcutdrew]

The glow uppppp

[lose-your-fucking-mind]

Skam + Textposts

[halcyonbellarke]

Still bitter we aren't getting any more seasons of SKAM 😥

[mysuunandstars]

still hella sad/angry because chriseva wasn’t endgame 

[isisisak]

The way Isak sees himself in the morning (if he can open his eyes long enough):

a mess

his shirt is crumbled

his hair is in wild disarray, strands sticking up in awkward angles

his eyes are small and almost always sticky from sleep

his skin is a mixture of paleness and red blotches

his face slightly puffy 

The way Even sees Isak in the morning

a miracle 

his crumbled shirt makes Isak look so cozy and he is just so warm 

his soft blond curls endearingly ruffled 

his usually bright green eyes beady and still a little dazed 

his face sporting a cute blush on those high cheekbones

his mouth always drawn into a pout (and anyway, the way his boy glares at the world or who ever invented mornings makes him look like a disgruntled kitten and makes Even go weak in the knees and his stomach flip and his heart swell and press a thousand kisses all over Isak’s face, where a slow smile spreads at the received affection)

[crowleying]

Abroad | f!reader

Date: 15.04.2020

Pairing:  Christoffer Schistad x Reader

Reader's pronouns: she/her

Words: 4.914

Fandom: SKAM

Characters: Reader, Christoffer Schistad, William Magnusson, Noora Amalie Sætre, Eva Kviig Mohn

Genre: Oneshot

Warnings: Fluff (a lot of it) and maybe a little bit of angst?

Requested by anon

Request: I forgot how I enjoy SKAM fics! So if you will need escape into writing again: I had an idea for reader, William and Chris being friends for years and she is in love with Chris but for the sake of their frendship she keeps it to herself. It's a lot of teasing and bickering between them, but she also knows his other side. And after school she suppose to study abroad, but she didn't get anywhere and she's in tough place in her life.She pretends to be abroad while she's in Oslo and somehow Willam finds out and tells Chris who is messing around with Eva. But he goes to reader and takes care of her even if he's going to army and they open up about their friendship and hidden feelings. With prompts: 54, 64, 131, 176, 187. Sorry it's so long!

Prompts: 54. “I’ve been in love with you for years.”

64. “Nobody’s seen you in days.”

131. “I’m not okay.”

176. “We’ll figure this out.”

187. “I didn’t want you to see this.”

Summary: You are supposed to go abroad to study after high school but everything goes wrong and you end up pretending with your best friends to be abroad while you’re in Oslo.

A/N: That was so quick I surprised myself. I hope it is good and you like it because I loved the request and I enjoyed so much writing it. Thank you so much for the request!

English is not my first language so feel free to correct any mistake and I would love to know what do you think about it. REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I posted a List of prompts, so check it out! Let me know if you would like to be tagged in my works. 

Also I feel like writing Edoardo x reader (SKAM Italia) so if you have any suggestion, please send them in!

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Masterlist

Ao3

[ID: a gif of Chris Schistad laying in bed from Season 4 of SKAM. He opens his eyes. End ID]

If anyone was to ask you when was the first time you had fell in love, you wouldn’t have known. You only knew you had been in love since then and it felt like you were always falling deeper each time you looked at him, heard his laughter, saw his smile, felt his arms around you. You knew you shouldn’t have thought about him in that way, primarily because he was your best friend and secondly because he wasn’t serious with girls, he only liked sleeping around but he was different with you. You were his princess and he would treat you as one, making you feel special as no one else ever could. As much as you tried you just couldn’t stop thinking about the butterflies he made stir in your stomach.

“Are you still with us, Y/N?” Chris, your best friend and long time crush, asked you.

“Yeah” you said smiling softly at him. He put an arm around your shoulders and pulled you to his side turning his attention back to the story Julian was telling. You caught William’s eyes pointed on you. He was your other best friend and the only person to know everything about you, you had grown up together and were like brother and sister. He was the only one to know about your feelings for Chris and he would be certainly able to tell exactly when you had fallen for him. His expression clearly told you ‘stop daydreaming and tell him already’ but you simply smiled sheepishly and turned your attention to the boys.

Not long after they left and it was only you, Chris and William.

“So, what has got you always so deep in thoughts these days?” Chris asked clearly making fun of you. It was nothing new between the two of you. “Is it a boy? The cold-hearted Y/N has finally fallen for someone?” he teased. William’s eyebrows shot up and he looked worried at you but you kept your composure.

You pinched Chris’ cheek. “I’m not cold-hearted or I wouldn’t care for my dad so much” you replied, making fun of him now. You knew he wanted you to admit you cared for them, even though it was very clear to everyone who watched the three of you for a couple of seconds, but you didn’t want to give him this satisfaction.

“For a second I thought you’d say you cared for us” he said pouting.

William rolled his eyes. “Let’s go, I need to take Y/N home”

“I could take her home today” Chris said while the three of you went to their cars.

“Don’t you dare, that’s my job” William retorted, pretending to be pissed and pulled you to himself.

“Boys, if you don’t stop I will go on foot” you interrupted the typical bickering between the three of you.

“No way, Doc” William said right away using the nickname they had come up with when you told them you wanted to study medicine. They were so proud of you and even though they knew they would miss you as hell, they helped you to make the application to go studying in Cambridge. You always said that it was thanks to them that you had got in while they claimed it was all because of you. Still, you got in and you would be leaving in a couple of weeks and as much as you would miss them, you were looking forward to Cambridge. However you couldn’t really blame them for wanting to spend all the time they could with you before you left.

 Two weeks flew by faster than you thought and you found yourself in the airport saying goodbye to your dad and to your best friends.

“So, be careful, don’t accept lifts from strangers, don’t drink too much, I won’t be there to pick you up and take you home” William was saying.

“Will, that happened only once!” you retorted.

“Have fun but not too much and call at least three times a week, if you don’t I will come to Cambridge to check on you” he added before hugging you, therefore not seeing you rolling your eyes.

“You can always come to visit” you pointed out hugging him back.

“Tell him” he whispered in your ear.

“Not happening” you shot back. He pulled back and glared at you.

Chris stepped forward and opened his arms. “Have a nice fly, princess, and you know that if you need anything we’re here, yes?” he asked hugging you. You nodded squeezing him back.

He let you go and you hugged your dad before taking your luggage and going to the gate. You felt a mixture of sadness, happiness and anxiety. You were ready for your new adventure. Back then you didn’t know it would last less than a month.

Your dad lost his job and your scholarship wasn’t enough to allow you both to live if you remained in Cambridge, the tuition was too high and at the end of the month there was no money you could give your father. For this reason you took the first flight back and went out looking for a job as soon as you got home.

You knew you needed to tell William and Chris but that was so hard for an extremely proud person as you were. You had switched to phone calls instead of video calls saying that the camera of your phone was broken so that they couldn’t see you were back to your old room.

Two weeks passed by before you gathered the courage to go talk to Chris but you regretted it as soon as you got near his house and you saw him kissing a girl you vaguely remembered from school. No need to say you went away without looking back.

You had found a job as a waitress in a bar and on your day off you babysat children from the neighbourhood but your dad hadn’t been so lucky. He spent all day long looking for a job but apparently every employer in Norway thought he was too old to be hired.

You didn’t have the time to attend university in Oslo since you were always working and even if you did, the deadline to apply was well past.

You were behind the counter drying a glass and humming along with the song that was playing in the room when Ann, your co-worker, elbowed you.

“Look at that handsome boy coming in, pity he has a girlfriend” she said pointing you William who was walking in with Noora. You crouched hiding behind the counter before they could see you. Ann glared at you confused by your behaviour. You pleaded her not to reveal your presence and she raised her eyes smiling at the couple. “Good afternoon, how can I help you?” she asked and then took their order. Luckily they didn’t stay in the bar after paying.

When they left she told you to come out and looked at you waiting for an explanation. You took the glass you had previously abandoned on the counter and put it together with the others on the shelf behind you. You owed her an explanation since she had covered you.

“That’s William” you stated simply. You didn’t need to add anything else because you had already filled her in with every detail about what had happened since you had left and you couldn’t leave out your two best friends.

“You mean... that William?” she asked, her eyes wide as you nodded.

“You should just tell them. They are your best friends, aren’t they? They won’t think any less of you” she tried to convince you.

“You know I tried telling it to Chris... that was a sign I shouldn’t do so” you said while she shook her head. Your conversation was cut short by the arrival of a new customer.

You resumed drying glasses hoping in your heart that William wouldn’t come back.

You started ignoring his and Chris’ calls replying with short messages telling them you had a lot to study. Truth was that you knew sooner or later they would get suspicious and you couldn’t keep lying to them on the phone, through texts it was so much easier.

It didn’t change the fact that one week later, while you were making a coffee, your back to the door you heard it opening and when you turned to give the coffee to the man, you found William staring at you with his mouth slightly agape. You gulped and handed the man his coffee. Your eyes went back to the counter and you started to nervously wipe it. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him.

“When did you come back? Why didn’t you tell us? Nobody’s seen you in days” he finally said.

You gulped again and took a deep breath finally raising your eyes.

“I didn’t want you to see this” you admitted barely keeping the tears from flowing.

“What happened?” he asked softly, he wasn’t angry, he could never be angry with you.

“My dad lost his job and we couldn’t afford Cambridge anymore” you said squeezing the cloth in your hand. “so I’m working” you continued.

He brought his hand on yours and squeezed it affectionately. “I’m so sorry Y/N but Chris and I could have helped if only you had told us what had happened” he said softly, the sadness clear in his voice.

Not having to lie to William made you feel a lot better. You had never lied to him before, it was great to know there was someone you could always count on and be completely honest with without the fear of being judged. Moreover, you were terrible at lying and William knew you too well not to notice. He knew something was wrong when you shifted to phone calls instead of video calls but he didn’t know what exactly and he thought you would have told him at some point.

You were happy Chris didn’t know, though, you weren’t ready to face him after what you had seen when you had gone to talk with him but this didn’t last very long.

Some days after telling William you arrived at home after your shift, you took off your shoes and left your bag on the hanger with your jacket before greeting your dad with a kiss on the cheek. He was making dinner and he smiled at you. “Hey, sweetheart, how did your day go?” he asked.

You were about to answer when the doorbell rang.

“It was ok, I’ll see who is at the door” you said already going to open it. He nodded.

You weren’t expecting anyone and neither was your dad, otherwise he would have told you. Maybe one of your neighbours needed a last minute babysitter. It was rare but it had occurred before. It could be Mrs. Hagen, the lovely old lady who lived on the other side of the hallway and treated your father as a son and you as a granddaughter. She often brought you cakes and biscuits. Probably it was the woman  who lived next door who always needed salt, pepper, sugar and to flirt with your dad. You definitely didn’t expect to find Chris on your doorstep.

Your jaw fell open. “W-what are you doing here?” you asked breathlessly.

“I could ask the same to you” he replied.

“Who is it, honey?” your father asked sticking his head out of the kitchen. “Oh, hi Chris! Do you want to join us for dinner?” he asked with a big smile on his face. He was always happy to see your best friends. It was heart-warming how much those two boys cared for you and it was good to know that there was always someone you could count on even when he couldn’t be there for you.

Chris looked at you to ask if it was ok and you nodded inviting him inside. You closed the door behind him.

“William told you?” you asked while he was taking off his shoes. He nodded.

“Why didn’t you tell us? We could have helped” he said taking off his jacket.

“Can we talk about it after dinner?”you asked unsure.

His expression became softer. “Sure” he said putting an arm around your shoulders squeezing you to his side and kissing your head before the two of you headed to the kitchen where your dad had disappeared.

The dinner went by just as a regular dinner. Nothing felt different; you and Chris were back in high school and he had stayed for dinner after studying with you the whole afternoon.

After dinner you helped your dad cleaning up the table and offered to wash the dishes but he refused and told you to go to talk with Chris. He could tell the two of you really needed it.

So you went to your room with Chris, closed the door and sat on your bed next to him.

Minutes went by before you gathered the courage to talk and he waited patiently, without pushing you.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you nor William. I just- You know how proud I am.” As soon as you said you realized how poor that excuse was. “I... I just didn’t have the courage” you added. You hadn’t looked at him since you had sat on the bed. “Guess I’m a bit of a coward, after all.”

“Hey, look at me” he said softly, taking your hands in his. You shyly looked at him.

“First of all, what you did is the most selfless thing you could do and you should definitely not be ashamed of it,” he began and you felt the tears you had kept at bay for weeks starting to stream down your cheeks.

“Second, William and I would never ever judge you, you know that. Even if you told us you had killed somebody. We would help you to bury the body and be your alibi” he continued making you giggle in spite of the tears now freely falling. He smiled and wiped the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs. He kissed your forehead and hugged you. You squeezed him and hid your face against his neck.

He didn’t let you go until you stopped crying half an hour later.

“Better?” he asked stroking your back soothingly.

You nodded reaching for a tissue from the box you kept on your bedside table and blew your nose.

He nodded “I promise, we’ll figure this out, together,” he said earning a small smile which looked extremely cute matched with puffy red eyes and hot cheeks.

“Now, let’s get ready for bed” he said making clear that he wouldn’t leave. You nodded and took your stuff to go to the bathroom and take a quick shower before preparing for bed.

When you came out of the bathroom Chris went in and you went to say goodnight to your dad who was watching the tv and then you went to bed. You didn’t have to wait too long for Chris to join you. Once he was in the bed you turned off the light and you hugged each other.

“Do you have work tomorrow?” he asked yawning.

You shook your head. “Only babysitting from half past ten.”

“Half past ten? What a strange time for babysitting,” Chris commented.

“She is has an appointment with the hairdresser.”

“I see.”

Nobody talked for a while. You were almost drifting off to sleep when something came back to your mind and suddenly you were wide awake.

“Chris?” you whispered, to see if he was still awake.

“Mh?”

“How is it going with... what’s her name? Eva?” you asked trying to sound as neutral as possible.

Suddenly Chris was awake too. “Uhm... Good, I guess. Did William...?” You nodded, lying.

“I hope she makes you happy” you said before turning to the other side so that your back was pressed against his chest. “Goodnight” you said falling asleep soon afterwards.

“Goodnight” he whispered back, now unable to fall asleep.

 You couldn’t say everything was perfect or how you had expected it but now things were almost back to how they were before and that wasn’t that bad. You always had William and Chris around and you enjoyed it very much. It seemed like things were more bearable when you had them by your side. They often came to the bar to just chat away with you and you cherished those moments. Sometimes William came together with Noora, which you didn’t mind, actually you really liked the girl, she was brilliant and very nice. What bothered you was Chris bringing Eva to the bar which happened very often. You didn’t dislike the girl, it was simply painful to watch the boy you were in love with spending time with another girl. The worst thing was that they were quite cute.

“You’re not losing anything. You’re growing and next year you will be even more ready to apply again and study,” Chris was saying over a coffee while you served another client. “Maybe you could go to university here in Oslo instead of going away” he added hopeful.

You looked over at William who refused to interject into your conversation and went on sipping his tea.

“I know that’s not what you wanted or how you imagined it but we all have to face unexpected events in our life that force us to change our plans but that’s not necessarily bad,” he continued.

The end of his speech seemed to be the cue for Eva to suggested they should go home. They got up and prepared to go. “Just think about it, ok?” he told you. “See you.”

“Bye” Eva said with a smile.

“Bye.” You and William seemed in the same gloomy mood that day and were both quite happy to see them go.

“You know he says that because he hopes to have you close, right?” William said after a while.

“He is soon leaving to join the army so it’s not like he will be around that much anyway” you commented.

“True...” he agreed nodding slightly.

“But this is not what bothers you the most, is it?” he added after a while.

You rolled your eyes. “It seems like he wants to rub his happiness with Eva in my face.”

“Only because he comes here with her? I do the same with Noora” he pointed out.

You shook your head. “It’s different. For starters, you and Noora are together, they are... I don’t know what. I thought they were just fucking as usual but they seem quite serious? And, anyway, every day? Seriously?”

He couldn’t really object to it.

“You should talk to him before it’s too late” he suggested.

 You were thinking about it while you went home that night. ‘Nope, not happening. I don’t want to jeopardize our friendship for something I know doesn’t have any chance. He clearly likes Eva so much’ you thought climbing the stairs to your flat.

You opened the door and smelled skolebolle right away. This was weird. You loved them but your dad only made them in very special occasions. The next thing you noticed was that he was singing. You didn’t even remember when was the last time you had heard him singing.

“Hey dad,” you greeted.

He stopped singing. “Hey muffin” he replied coming out of the kitchen with a huge grin on his face.

“You’re making skolebolle and singing and I haven’t see you this happy in ages, what happened?” you asked inquiring, fighting hard the urge to smile in reaction to his happiness.

“Guess who has a job?”

“Oh my God!” You jumped into his open arms making him laugh. “I’m so proud of you, dad.”

“You should thank Chris, it’s all his doing” he said. You pulled back from the hug to look at him. “Chris?”

“Yes, he asked his dad if there was any vacancy in his firm and turns out there is, so...”

“I should go and thank him personally” you said putting your shoes back on, you still had your jacket on.

“Yes, you should” he agreed. You kissed his cheek and then you were gone leaving your dad shaking his head with a knowing smile.

While walking fast to Chris’ house you really hoped Eva wasn’t there.

When you got there you stopped at the door to even your breath. You were ready to ring the bell but you stopped. You should have just called him or at least called him before coming to his house just to announce yourself. You where there already anyway. You rang the doorbell and waited anxiously.

As soon as the door opened and you saw Chris’ smile you couldn’t keep yourself from squeezing him in a hug.

“Wow” he whispered hugging you back and closed the door with an hand.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” you whispered.

“You don’t have to thank me, mine was only a little help, your dad did th-” he was saying but couldn’t finish because suddenly your lips were on his. At first it was only your lips pressing against his for a brief moment, his eyes were wide open with surprise. You were already pulling back, ready to say you were sorry and that was only because you were so happy and grateful and that you knew he liked Eva and that wouldn’t happen ever again but your eyes met and there you saw something you couldn’t quite catch but it stole your breath away. Next thing you knew his lips were on yours, at first they were simply gently touching them, then he caught your lower lip between his. Your lips parted automatically and your tongues met and the kiss was suddenly filled with passion. Chris took your jacket off and let it fall on the floor before slowly moving back towards the couch. He sat and you followed sitting on his lap, your hands slide in his hair. Your lips parted from his for a moment to allow you to breathe and suddenly the spell was broken and you realized what you were doing. You got up, your hands flew to your lips and then between your hair. “This... this is wrong” you whispered, starting to freak out.

Chris reached out to take your hand, trying to calm you down but you stepped away. Without giving him the time to do or say anything, you took your jacket and ran out of the door. He called you but you didn’t stop, hot tears started streaming down your cheeks and they were immediately wiped by the wind. You had just thrown years of friendship away.

Once you got home you tried to be as careful as possible not to be heard by your dad but when you passed by the kitchen he called your name. You stopped and seeing you crying he hurried towards you worried. “Are you ok? What happened?”

You shook your head “I’m not ok but I don’t want to talk about it” you said before disappearing in your room. You closed the door behind you and threw yourself on your bed. You gave yourself a couple of minutes to calm down before reaching for your phone and selected the last number you had called.

You brought the phone to your ear and waited. As you sat up straight, William answered. “Hey!”

“Hey.” A sob escaped your mouth.

“What’s wrong?” he asked worried.

“I... I kissed Chris.”

The line went silent for a few seconds. “Why are you crying? He didn’t reject you, did he?” he asked cautiously.

You shook your head. “No, no he didn’t.” You wiped away the tears with the back of your hand. “He... he kissed me back” you replied biting your lower lip. “I ruined our friendship. He likes Eva.”

Following your statement you heard a shuffle on the other end of the line and William said something you didn’t catch to someone.

“Oh my God, is Noora with you? I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you” you hurried but he stopped you.

“No, it’s fine, don’t worry, you aren’t bothering me” he assured. “Look, I think you should talk to him, I’m sure you didn’t ruin anything.”

You didn’t say anything, you knew you wouldn’t be able to do so.

“Y/N?”

“You know I can’t.”

“If you don’t you’ll really lose him” he said.

You sighed knowing he was right.

“I don’t know what to tell him.”

“I think you do, just tell him how you feel about him.”

Once more the line fell silent.

“Sleep on it, ok?” he asked.

“Ok” you said sighing. Another sob followed. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

“Oh and say hi to Noora.”

“Noora?” he asked confused. “Oh, sure. Will do.”

“Ok, bye.”

“Bye.”

You closed the call and threw the phone somewhere before undressing and slipping under the sheets. You knew you should have taken a shower and brushed your teeth but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so. While thinking about it your head supplied you with the image of Chris in your bed a couple of weeks back, the smell of your shower gel on him, his strong and gentle arms around you, his chest pressed to your back and to those memories you fell asleep.

 You took a couple of days to think about the whole thing but you knew you needed to do something soon to either try and save your friendship or try your luck and tell him you loved him. He hadn’t come to the bar, nor had he texted or called you but neither had you. Still, you were becoming more anxious by the minute.

Your shift was almost over when William walked in hurriedly worrying you.

“You need to go and talk to him now” he said without even saying hi, which Ann noticed.

“Hi to you too” she said.

“Hi” he said briefly to her before looking back at you.

“Why? I mean, why now?” you asked confused.

“He’s leaving to join the army in a couple of days. We don’t know when he’ll be back.”

You gulped.

“We both know that if you don’t tell him now you will never,” he pointed out.

You took off your apron and looked at Ann who nodded.

“Nobody needs to know you left five minutes earlier” she assured you.

“Thanks” you said putting your jacket on and taking your bag.

You kissed William on the cheek. “Thanks.” And left.

You hurried to Chris house but once you were there the courage left you. What if Eva was there, what if he didn’t want to talk to you, what if...

You were turning around to leave when the door flew open and Chris’ mom saw you.

“Hey, Y/N! Long time no see, how are you? I guess you’re here for Chris?” She asked smiling fondly at you. You smiled back.

“Hi! I’m fine, thanks. It’s mainly thanks to your son and your husband, please thank him on my behalf. How-” you were suddenly interrupted.

“Mom, don’t forget to buy milk” Chris said coming into view shaking the carton of milk. He stopped dead in his track when he saw you.

“Sure. I’ll leave you alone. It was nice to see you, Y/N” she said smiling.

“Yeah, for me too” you answered briefly, barely taking your eyes off Chris.

You entered and she closed the door behind you.

“Hi” you whispered. “William told me you’re leaving soon so I guess you are packing and I don’t want to take too much of your time” you said anxiously gripping the handle of your bag so tight that your knuckles turned white.

He didn’t say anything and his expression was unreadable.

“I’m sorry for what happened the other day” you continued. “I was so happy and grateful for what you did that I couldn’t think straight. I didn’t want to kiss you.”

There was a sharp intake of air by Chris but you didn’t notice, too caught up in your nonsensical speech. “Oh well, I actually wanted but not like this, not for that reason and I know you like Eva, you’re really cute together and I really just want you to be happy, even if it’s not with me. I mean, I would like it to be me but If she makes you happy than I’m happy for you” you went on, barely breathing and by now you were avoiding to look at Chris at all costs. For that reason you didn’t notice he had stepped forward and was now just one step away from you.

He took your face between his hands and kissed you slowly, his lips caressing yours. Your eyes flew close and you relaxed. Your hands went to his hips and you brought him closer.

It didn’t last long, nor it was passionate, it was just sweet and full of love.

“I don’t like Eva. She was just a distraction. I’ve been in love with you for years,” he said, mere centimetres away from your face.

“Really?” you asked breathless.

He laughed. “Yes, I love you.”

You were surprised. You laughed and then smiled. “I love you too.”

He kissed you again.

You pulled away for a moment. “But you shouldn’t use girls as distractions. Actually you shuldn’t use them, full stop.”

“It won’t happen again, I promise” he said with an amused smile before resuming kissing you.