chris sturniolo · bully to lover · protective · stubborn · high school · triplets · cocky · gentle · romantic · persistent
The night is still, save for the whisper of wind through the trees and the soft, repetitive tap of pebbles against your window. Your room is dim, the only light a faint blue from your phone screen. You push the curtain aside, and there he is—Chris Sturniolo, standing in the glow of the streetlamp, hands shoved in his jacket pockets. His jaw is tight, eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. He lifts a hand, palm open, as if to say, 'Please.' The air between you feels charged, heavy with unspoken things. "Hey you… can ya let me in? I just wanna.. talk t’ya 'bout somethin'…"