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Chris girl😛
Eliana girl🙈
And Manon lover😽
And I love a lil
model!reader and rapper!chris
moment😜 @777freshlove
GO CHECK HER OUT!!
"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all. And if you do have to say it, make it really funny so I can screenshot it and save it for later.”- Sabrina Carpenter
@getosfirstbabydaddy @wond3rland13 @breesturn @playboyprincessxoxo @maxhead @loveyukixo @lovesweeti @chrissturniolodailysluts @chrissnutsock @candynkittens @dollalovesgirls @chrispycremedonut @princessdollyy @promisad @sugartalkinq @babydollsxo @cassiehobbbs @angeljeans @c0ca1n3erotica @pinkfashionkilla @grace-sturnz @fawnmoser @sturnstarsblog @goldwngedangel @nessahbellucci
@chrisbaddie @probablytoasty @lilysturnz @whatthekoi @hannahsturniolo
and I'm buying it for my bf as soon as I can cuz hello? (unfortunately I will not actually be doing this as we have to save money cuz our house flooded again 💀)
pairing: ex!toxic!obsessive!chris sturniolo x reader x readers girlfriend
warnings: toxic and obsessive chris, chris is an asshole, manipulative behaviors, stalker behaviors, non consensual voyeurism, slight smut, wlw, women making out, chris will not give up
authors note: my girlfriend said this was really good so those are my credentials
Chris has an issue, his issue is you. He loves you, he loves you so much but he's shit at showing it. Shit at acting like it. He wanted to say he tried his best with you but he didn't. He pushed you to the side, treated you like an object rather than his actual girlfriend. For him, you were more just like a pretty necklace he wore out to show off, and he loved showing you off. Dragging you to parties you hated, making you dance, talk, drink, all things that you didn't like. But he didn't care, you made him look good and you put up with it. Until one day you didn't. You stopped putting up with him, and you left.
There was no back and forth anymore, no, you left and didn't come back. Falling head over heels in love with your best friend, which he never saw coming, he didn't even know you liked girls. But now, he had a number one enemy, your new girlfriend. He hated her, mostly because he wasn't her. She was so kind, took you on nice dates to places you wanted to go to. Bought you so many gifts, flowers, handmade crafts, stuffed animals. All that you posted on your story, all to be rubbed in Chris's face. You even blocked him but he had a random account he used to stalk you. He wasn't proud of it but he didn't care.
He wanted to get you back. He never understood when people said you don't know what you have till it's gone, then he lost you. He realized all that he lost, the sweetest girl in the world who gave him everything without complaint. At first he was confused on how he even lost you, because you didn't complain, you didn't fight, you just looked miserable but he figured that was just your face. But now, in every picture he saw, you had the biggest smile on your face. You lit up the whole picture and you were all he could look at.
Maybe he was obsessive, maybe he knew he was taking it too far. But god he missed you, the way you felt in his arms, your soft lips, warm body. He missed it all so much, but the thought of you with someone else made his blood boil. But, that also didn't stop the thoughts of you with your girlfriend. He wished he had known sooner. Some perverted part of him wished he was part of it. Wished he was in the middle of it. He wanted to be with you, be in you again. But he didn't see that happening any time soon no matter how badly he wanted it to happen. He didn't even know when he'd see you again, face to face. He didn't know what he would even say. The words im sorry had never left his lips, not genuinely anyway. He was never sorry before losing you. But now he felt like shit and he was so sorry. So very sorry.
Chris got ready, putting on his hoodie and shoes and heading out the door. He hated going to parties now, yeah, girls hung all over him but none of them interested him like you did, none of them were you. He almost didn't go, but he wasn't one to ever miss a party, no matter how sad he was. He took an uber to the party, getting out, not even thanking the uber as he walked into the party like he owned the place. "Hey!" He said as everyone cheered, he was the life of the party after all. He dabbed up a few friends before getting a drink and the night started. Girls flocking towards him, giving him attention he didn't even want but yet girls seemed to love that even more.
He was sipping his drink, half listening as some girl slurred at his side, hanging onto him as she giggled, smelling like pure liquor. You always smelled so good, so sweet, so much better than any girl hanging on him right now. He looked up and for a moment, his heart stopped. He saw you, or someone who looked like you. It was your hair, he knew your hair. He pushed himself off the wall and walked away from the girl who was actively talking to him. She was offended, scoffing as he walked off, following the direction he swore he saw you go. He walked quickly, pushing past people without a care in the world.
He saw you disappear, a door shutting behind you. Why were you going into a room? You were with your girlfriend but there was no way... you'd refused to sleep with him at parties, saying it was too dangerous and you were too scared to get caught. He stood outside the door, staring at the wood, painted white. He didn't know what to do, he took time staring at where the paint was chipped. What was he doing? He couldn't go in there, but his hand was already on the door knob before he could stop himself.
He opened the door, only a little, peeking inside. Your girlfriend was on top, kissing down your neck as you giggled, your dress riding up your thigh. Chris gulped, blood rushing to his cock. Oh god, he couldn't stop watching, your giggles and soft gasps were music to his ears. He wished it was him, he doesn't remember the last time he made you giggle like that, made you gasp like that. And when a moan left your mouth and flooded his ears, he had to place his hands over his twitching cock.
You gasped, sitting up when you saw him. "Chris?!" You yelled, your girlfriend got off of you as you sat up and she looked pissed. "What the fuck?!" She yelled at him. "Close the door!" You yelled but chris came inside, closing the door, his hands covering his cock. "Oh my god- he's stupid," your girlfriend sighed, placing her palm on her face. "We didn't mean with you inside, you idiot," you sighed, rubbing your face. Chris stared at the two of you, wide eyed and bewildered.
Your girlfriend looked at you, you looked at her, before bursting into a fit of giggles, you blamed the alcohol in your systems. I mean the situation was ridiculous, your ex boyfriend, standing there obviously trying to cover his hard on as he stared at you and only you. "I'm sorry," he said, it was so soft you almost didn't hear it. "What? What was that?" You asked, you heard him but you wanted him to say it again. "I'm sorry, okay?" Chris said louder, groaning. "Oh, so he can apologize? He just chose not to?" Your girlfriend asked, making you giggled and nod, "yep, exactly right," you responded.
Chris rolled his eyes, looking down. But he didn't leave, taking you giggling at him, although humiliating, still meant he was with you. In the same room as you. He felt pathetic but in a way, only he'd let you make him feel that pathetic, and I guess, your girlfriend too. He could've been an asshole to your girlfriend but he learned being an asshole got him nowhere with you. You liked the kind people, people that were the opposite of him usually. "I don't accept that apology," you said, stroking your girlfriend's arm. "What?" Chris asked, he was surprised, "but I apologized, I said im sorry, I-" you cut him off, "I know you apologized, but I don't accept it. You treated me like shit, it would take a miracle to make me forgive you," you giggled, rolling your eyes.
"I can make a miracle happen," chris said, sounding almost too excited, holding onto the chance you'll forgive him somehow, someway, some day. You scoffed and your girlfriend laughed. "This is the issue, you think you can do anything, control everything, but you can't chris. You can't make miracles happen, you can't change, you won't change." You said, moving to stand up as your girlfriend followed. "I can change, why won't you let me try?" Chris asked, sounding so upset. But you rolled your eyes, not falling for his stupid tactics. You grabbed your girlfriend's hand, "give it up chris," you said, walking over to him, grabbing the door handle.
"No." Chris said, your girlfriend laughed at him. Of course she did, in her eyes chris had no chance, none whatsoever. You were all hers and she was all yours. "Chris," you sighed, stopping to face him, "you wanna change, then change, but don't change because you want me back.. change for you. then maybe.. maybe we can be friends," you sighed, finally turning away and leaving.
Chris smiled to himself, from what he heard, he had a chance. He just had to change, and in his eyes change couldn't be that hard, be nicer, maybe volunteer at an animal shelter or something, that couldn't be hard. He would change and in his mind, he'd get you back. That was his plan. And now his plan was in motion.
