❝ why are you laughing?
we're literally fucked. ❞
❝ it's just funny how you
thought we wouldn't get
caught. ❞
a three-time grammy winner
and a rising football star. their
paths were never supposed
to intertwine. especially
considering the fact that
...
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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE! ⤷ ❝ NOT YOUR BUSINESS. ❞
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IT HAS BEEN TWO WEEKS since the article hit the headlines. alessia and chris's intimate moment confirmed their relationship to the world, and it honestly hasn't bothered them that much.
okay that's actually a lie. in the wake of the media storm, the two of them have chosen to stay cocooned within the confines of either chris's house, or her's. if they do go out, it's just not together. the two of them aren't even official and they're already dealing with all of this.
alessia even missed his game last week because he managers didn't think it was a good idea to go. she has been at meeting after meeting trying to figure out where to go after this in the media. chris has been fending question after question from his coaches and his own fans as well.
it's just a lot for them and they don't want to put pressure on their relationship. it's still early and they don't want this to get in between them.
that's how alessia finds herself perched on the edge of the couch in chris's living room. a sense of tranquility is over the space, just as it always is when she's with chris. chris lies stretched out before her, his form a bit tense as he scrolls through his phone, a faint furrow marring his brow.
