Chris Sturniolo

You were close with your enemies parents, since your parents and theirs were family friends. You and your parents were invited to their road trip to the city. Since there was seven people, you, him, your parents and his, you ended up having to sit on his lap in the back of the van, since the luggage was in the seat u were supposed to sit in.

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“Can stop moving.” he grunts, annoyed you kept shifting on his lap “I’m trying to get comfortable.” You said, still moving around. He let out a groan, his hands moving to your waist, you were too busy focused on your phone to care. He starts to breath heavily and curses. You ignored him and kept your attention on your phone, after a while you were getting uncomfortable so you moved again, however, when you did his hands gripped on your waist tightly holding you down, “Do, Not. Move.” He said firmly, his voice trembling slightly. “But it’s uncom-“ your mother interrupted you, since they were pulling over to the gas station. “Bathroom break!” She said. Chris immediately gets you off his lap and rushes to the bathroom. You look confused but didn’t say anything until he came back. After a suspiciously long time, Chris came back and sat down before you sat back on his lap and asked, “what the hell took you so long?”