Chris Girlfriends 소설 & 이야기

I asked her. She sighed and pointed at a ring on her finger. I grew angry, “you’re engaged to him again?” “No, not to Travis. I’m engaged to Chris. We can’t see each other anymore Matty. Not even as friends.” She told me without any feeling. I was shocked, I couldn’t even find the words to say. Not even as friends? What the fuck? “Tiffany, who the fuck is Chris?” I asked her angrily. “He’s my fiancé, you don’t know him.” She said simply.

And he rolled his eyes and pushed me slightly, and we laughed. Chris is an attractive man no doubt, he dresses nice and he smells nice too. The ladies and Carlos have been making googly eyes at him. "Chloe are you in a love triangle?" Carlos asked me once and I rolled my eyes and ignored him. No of course not, I like Chris as a friend and only a friend, Nathan's my boyfriend and Chris is my friend. But I don't tell Carlos any of that cause what's the point? he won't listen anyway and he'll continue to tease me.

Mallory: Is it about a girl? Chris: Yes, it is about a girl. Mallory: Is she your girlfriend? Chris: I don't know. Mallory: What does that suppose to mean? Chris: I'm not sure about it. It's complicated. Mallory: Why? Do you not have feelings for her? Chris: I do, I love her, for years. Mallory: Does she not love you back? Chris: She does too. She confessed it. Mallory: Then what is complicated here, young man? If you both love each other then it shouldn't be complicated.

Chris said arching her brows at Chase and the man ended up laughing nervously shaking his head at what they were saying. “No… I'm not cut out for that… I'm fine this way” he said, getting up from the chair, knowing he hated such topics. He hasn't thought about getting a girlfriend yet. Because if he wanted to have one, then he had to marry her. He would rather not be with a woman he wasn't going to marry. That wasn't fair. “Well then go and keep Jessy company…she's babysitting the twins,” Chris said, knowing Sammy and Dave had other plans for the night. After what her friend went through, she needed to be away with someone who valued her and Dave was that man.

I deliberately tapped on a video. The moment I pressed play, obscene audio filled the space between us. Jenna's face turned pale. Henry's low, hoarse voice echoed clearly. "Jenna, right now, who do you like more? Me, or Chris?" Back then, she hadn't hesitated for even a second. "You. How could he compare? You're so much more interesting!" "Then let's play a game. He's a fashion designer, right? How about we let him design our wedding outfits?"

I looked at him with raised brows at his compliments ”Wow thanks Chris, I’m glad you do and ditto, you’d definitely be tough to take down” I started to walk off the training ground with Chris walking beside me “So um” he hesitated “Yesss?” “Well would you like to go out sometime?” he quickly blurted out taking me off guard. A lot.. "Um don’t you have a girlfriend, Chris? Uh Natalie I believe her name is?” He chuckled nervously ”Well actually we broke up” “Oh no way" I exclaimed, they had been together for about eight years now and they always seemed really in love

I wish I had some booze closer to me. “That's not always how it works.” She replied. “Chris and I were together for just two weeks, you saw how mad he was.”. “What were y'all like?” I asked her, I wanted to get my mind off Emma and me. “We literally just fucked around.” She said, “Chris is a spoiled rich kid, has his dads billion dollar company waiting for him to take charge, has literally no respect for women, and treats them like objects. I just couldn't take it anymore.” She replied weakly.

I snap lightly. I have been friends with Chris since college. When we were young and insane. Over the years I like to think I have mellowed down but Chris is still on about that life. He claims to be a playboy for life. He is forty two and the idiot still keeps late nights, goes to wild parties with models and cocaine like he was still a college sophomore.

"Hello. I'm Chris' girlfriend, Roxanne Lind." I replied with a dry, raspy hum. She didn't need to say her name. Two years ago, I'd learned about her, the woman Christopher had spent his youth longing for and could never let go of. I first met Christopher through my close friend, Zoe Lausten, during my freshman year. He was her uncle. I'd secretly admired him for two years before Zoe told me that Christopher's heart belonged to someone else—a love he couldn't have. He remained single at 27, and Roxanne was probably the reason why.

We're different from Chris and his wife right? "Are you?" I heard my subconscious asking. "Don't drive me crazy!!" I assured myself "I wish I met her" I said Chris "You would have been good friends, " he said . "I'm happy she made you happy" I said and he nodded. "But recently I've been seeing someone " he said and I sat up. "Oh really ?!" "Yeah, Anabelle likes her," he replied. "And you?!" I asked "She's a wonderful lady , I think I might be falling in love with her also" he said and I laughed