bite // [skam / chris schistad]

sekstien

friday 22:36

"put me the fuck down!" i scream at chris as he walks us off he tram. "christoffer schistad!" i wiggle around but to no avail, he doesn't let me go or drop me.

"i won't let you fall, girl."

"don't quote chris brown at me, that abusive rat." i spit and his eyebrows raise and he sings a sorry. "seriously though, put me down."

"do you promise not to run away?" he asks, his eyebrows raised and i just wrinkle my nose at him.

"yes." i groan and i'm set on the ground and he instantly takes my hand like i'm going to make a run for it. "chris, my diet consists of pizza and coffee and i workout twice a week. do you think i have the energy to run away from you at this hour?" i ask and he shrugs.

"i never know with you." he kisses the back of my hand.

"i'm mad."

"why?"

"i'm mad that you don't trust me to not cheat on you. not to sound cocky, but i'm well fucking known, bro. people come up to me-- guys come up to me, asking me on dates, asking for my number and i always say no because i have you. i have you, and you have me and that's all i know. you went to a party tonight and i found out from mikael that you were there. i had no fucking idea. i thought the worst. i thought you were cheating on me. you got all flustered when i asked what you were doing there and if a girl came up to you at that instant, my heart would've fucking broken, chris. not to be corny, but i love you so fucking much. like, i don't know a norwegian me without you or william. william isn't here anymore, so i can't just skate to him for comfort. you're my rock. you're what keeps me here." i shake my head. "the fact that you think i would cheat on you? that's fucking ridiculous because it wouldn't happen. not in a million years." a tear falls down my face.

"i'm sorry." he takes me in his arms. "i love you too. a lot. like so fucking much. like, when you're at a shoot late and don't want me to pick you up i can't sleep in our bed alone because it doesn't feel warm no matter how many blankets i have or how i used to not like coffee before you. you've changed me into a better person and i will be in love with you forever. it's you and me, for the rest of our fucking lives." he says, squeezing me tightly.

"i love you." i look up at him.

"i love you too." he kisses me. "now let's get home. we have a flight tomorrow."

"oh my god, how could i forget?!" i scream, and then start to run down the street to our building.

"like i said, you never know with you." he says, slightly out of breath as i unlock the front door.

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