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y/n groaned as she climbed into the back of matts car, with a pounding headache, her vision slightly blurred and a sick feeling in her stomach all she wanted was to go home.

she sat back in the car and groaned uncomfortably as she buckled herself up, the seatbelt too tight on her belly and making her feel only worse.

matt got in the drivers seat and began the car, buckling himself up he glanced at y/n through the rear view mirror, taking in her appearance. the way some of her makeup was wiped off, and her nose crinkled as she clutched her stomach.

she closed her eyes and mumbled to herself, "home, home, home" she leaned her head onto the window, despite the bumps making her even more nauseous all she wanted was chris, chris chris chris.

her thoughts overrided with chris, all she could think about was how gentle his hold would be, his soft and comforting words, his toothy grin immediately improving y/ns mood when she was down.

fuck, all she wanted was chris and she couldnt have him. he was at home, sleeping peacefully. while she was shit faced drunk and thinking about him.

she longed for the warmth he would bring by simply being there. the comfort his hands brought when laid upon her. the calmness she felt when chris' loving eyes were focused onto her. his sweet words were the only words she seeked approval and praise from.

she slowly drifted off to sleep, the hold around her stomach loosening as her body went unconscious with thoughts of her chris.

* • •

"y/n" chris whispered, his gentle hands currently ontop of y/ns shoulders, shaking gently at attempt to wake her up.

after matt had woken chris up with the words "y/ns drunk and has been mumbling your name the entire ride here. pretty sure she'd rather wake up to you than me." he got up almost immediately and went to the car.

y/ns eyes opened slightly, adjusting to the bright light from the ceiling of the car.

she opened her eyes fully and let them wander over chris' features, looking at his jaw, hair and eyes. in which, since she was drunk she did not who the fuck was standing infront of her.

"y/n, come on. lets go inside." chris whispered, unbuckling her and urging her to leave the car.

"wheres my home?" she spoke, her voice raspy and her vision slightly blurred with tears, both from missing chris so much and her stomach ache, the sharp pains in her lower abdomen pricking more and more water droplets to her eyes.

"right there." chris answered, pointing a finger at the home currently infront of the car.

he wrapped his cold hand around her body and let it rest on her waist. then he gently pulled her body out of the car.

"nooo. thats not my homee" y/ns voice was high pitched as she whined, she meant chris, she wanted chris. but she didnt know chris was the one currently holding her.

"then what home baby?" chris asked, his voice laced with confusion, did she just say she didnt live with him? is she that drunk?

"my chrisss" she whined, dragging out the 's' aswell as pitching her voice higher and higher, expressing her emotions.

she felt her knees buckle as she walked unwillingly with chris, him dragging her along with him inside the house.

tears slipped from her waterline and down her cheeks as small sobs slipped from the captivity of her throat.

chris' heart melted at her words, hearing the love of his life consider him her home was everything to him.

chris stopped dead in his tracks and turned around ti face y/n, he cupped her cheeks and wiped her tears away, mumbling sweet words to her.

"its okay, my love." he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. he pulled her into his chest and rested his head ontop of hers.

"home is right here, hes holding you." he whispered, fighting back tears. he so was over overwhelmed with happiness he couldnt help but let a few tears slip.

his heart fluttered when she wrapped her arms around his torso, her sobbing slowly stopping.

"home?"

"home."

727 words.