TWENTY

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I am so sick of people sticking their hairy nose in my damn business.  I'm going to take a social media detox. 

Chris is on his way, he gets Matt to drop him off. He really cares.





In about 10 minutes Chris arrives, with Taco Bell. My favorite fast food.

I open the door and I let Chris in.

"Hey" He says holding a bag.

"Hi" I say sniffling.

"Are you ok-"

I ran into his arms hugging him tight. 

"It's gonna be okay" He says still holding me tight.

"Everyone thinks i'm the bad guy, no one knows all the fucked shit Kylie did" I cry.

"It's okay, at least you know you know the truth." He says tucking his head into my neck.

"Yeah you're right" I say playing with his hair.

"Yeah" He says gulping kind of whispering.

"What was that?" I say taking my hands out of his hair.

"Nothing"  He says going back in.

"Chris."

"Carmen."

"What was that." I say playing with his hair again, suspecting it was involved with that.

"You, you just make me so..." 

"So what?"

"Flustered." He says deeping his head into my neck

"Oh really?" I say planning something.

"Mhm" he mumbles.

I let go and sit down on the bed and pat the down next to me.

He raises his eyebrows and sits down.

"What are you do-"

"Lay down"

"Yes Ma'am"

That killed me

"what do you wanna watch?" I grab the remote.







Chris POV:

I'm laying down watch a movie with Carmen in her room and I get a notification.




Carmen

Carmen

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