chris sturniolo imagines!!

hate

in which you get hate for being chris' girlfriend.
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you knew it was coming. it was inevitable- dating a famous youtuber with an overwhelmingly large girl fanbase- you were bound to get hate at some point in your relationship.

it's been happening for a while now, at least two or three months, but you haven't said anything to chris. you didn't want to worry him, or have him post something that would make him lose followers.

you had posted a picture of you and chris on instagram for your 6 month mark, and were scrolling through the comments.

60% of them were sweet, and encouraging comments. saying how cute you two were, wishing a happy 6 months to you two, or just all around sweet comments.

the other 40% were nasty. all saying that you're weighing chris down in his career, how he's way out of your league, you just want him for the fame, that you're just using the triplets, all that shit.

you were sitting in bed, scrolling through them. somewhere along the road you started crying. you weren't sure when. all you know is when you went to scratch your face, you ended up wiping away tears.

you heard your door swing open and chris comes into your room. he just got back from filming, so it's pretty late. you're thankful it's dark and he can't see your tear-stained face, so he doesn't bombard you with questions and worry.

"i missed you, sweetheart." he says, crawling inbetween your legs and laying his head on your stomach.

you wipe your face quickly and set your phone down. "i missed you too."

"whatcha looking at?" he asks, turning his body so his chin is resting on your stomach. he grabs your unlocked phone and starts scrolling through the screen you left your phone on.

in the light of the phone screen, you watch his face change from happiness, to confusion, to anger, and then to sadness.

"baby, why haven't you said anything?" he asks with a soft voice, not looking up from the phone.

"i didnt want to bother you." you say, feeling your eyes water again.

"y/n, you could never bother me. especially not with something like this. how long has this been going on?" he locks the phone and puts it down, crawling out of your legs and sitting on your side.

"like, since the florida vlog." you say quietly. he wipes your tears away as you explain.

"that long?" he says, raising his voice.

"yeah. it started with comments about my appearance. like, my body. how i looked in a swimsuit. they said- they were saying that they don't know why you'd ever fall in love with somebody who looks like this. and ever since then the comments have been getting nastier and nastier. they're saying that i'm holding you down and that i'm using you. i don't even know- i don't know why. it's not like i did anything, did i?" you ask, sitting up a little as the tears start falling faster.

"no honey, you didn't do anything. nothing at all. people are just horrible. i'm so sorry this is happening to you. i promise, this'll end right fucking now." he says, wiping your tears with his thumbs and getting on his phone.

"no! chris, please don't post anything. i don't want people to lose respect for you or something. i can suck it up." you say, sucking in a breath and letting it out.

"your well-being means more to me than any amount of followers ever could. please, let me. i have to say something, i cant just sit here and let you be affected by this." he begs, and you sigh, pushing your head into his shoulder.

"go ahead."

he logs into the group account and posts. he then logs into his personal account and screenshots the group, posting it on his personal account too.

"guys, you have to stop hating on y/n. she didn't do anything to any of you guys. she doesn't deserve to be treated like this. she is our best friend and my girlfriend, your opinion on her will not change our relationships with her. so keep them to yourself or else we will not hesitate to block, report, remove, do whatever we need to do to keep you people from continuing to do this. to everyone who has already posted something, we have saved your usernames and will make SURE that none of us follow you assholes. thank you.
-chris"

you read the post on the screen and look back at chris. "thank you, chris. you really didn't have to do that."

"sweetheart, it hurts me seeing you be treated like this. i wish you would've told me sooner. i texted matt and nick to repost it too, and they said they will. i love you so much, please let me know if they keep this shit up." he says, kissing your forehead and laying down on the bed with you.

"i love you more."

the hate never fully stopped, but you learned to deal with what was left.

you're forever grateful to have these three boys by your side no matter what.
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a/n- it's chrissy! i hope you all enjoyed this one

it was a request from my friend who wants to stay anonymous again

i have the flu and everything hurts but i'm starting to feel a little better so i wanted to put something short out for you all

i love you all!!

xx
chrissy