MUAHAHHAHAHA ATTACK OF THE CHICK FLICKS
Chapter 3
Chris walked moodily through the lobby of the hotel. He was fucking pathetic. Jeff was a good guy. He deserved someone like Trish. Stupid writers...why couldn't they write him into one of those damn storylines.
"Chris! Chris!"
He closed his eyes. Here we go again...always a friend. He pasted a smile quickly to his face as he turned around.
"Hey Babe...how's it going?"
"Oh my god...you will never guess what just happened. Jeff asked me out." Trish smiled proudly. "I'm so excited, I mean I know I never said it, but he is just so hot. I mean he's gorgeous and sweet and..." She looked up at him curiously, "hey...you okay?"
"What?" Chris asked...shit the smile must have slipped off.
"You umm looked kinda pissed off there all of a sudden." She said worriedly.
"Nah, I'm just tired you know."
"Ok well...umm everyone's basically either out or asleep but I'm way too excited to sleep so I was just wondering if you wanted to go up and watch a movie." Chris and her had become friends these past few months and she just loved spending time with him.
"Um..." Chris began hesitantly. "What about Jeff?"
'Well, he's going out with the guys and I don't wanna seem over eager or anything. Come on, I'll give you a massage." Trish smiled.
Chris stared down at her and sighed. She was completely clueless as to how much he liked her.
"I'll pass on the massage tonight, but we can do the movie." He finally said, smiling down at her. He just couldn't say no to this girl. "But no chick flicks Trish...No chick flicks..."
"Chick Flicks? Come on Chris...would I do that to you?" She smiled slyly.
"Trish...our last "movie marathon" you made me watch Beaches, Terms of Endearment AND Steel Magnolias...I was ready to jump off of the damn balcony."
"Oh come on...it wasn't that bad...besides you said you wanted to watch some dark death movies."
"Dark death movies? I said I wanted some action movies with maybe a bit of violence...I was thinking Die Hard." Chris said incredulously.
"Alright alright...how about Moulin Rouge?"
"Moulin Rouge? What's that about?"
"It's cool Chris...it's about umm..." Trish grinned guardedly, "this guy who meets this girl...then he kills all these people, especially the duke. It's a romance and an action movie."
"Alright alright...Come on." Chris said resignedly.
"Awesome, give me your bag." Trish said happily as she ran up ahead of him to the elevator. Chris walked slowly behind her. This was going to be harder than he thought.
**** alright kids..I see the number reviews, THANKS...but I can't read them cause something's weird in fanfiction.net ----so all you Jeff/Trish shippers who may or may not be commenting on this....are probably disappointed with another Chris chapter but he's all in my head you know...and while I certainly can't complain I feel bad that some people may not be liking the stuff going on...so if you wanna tell me how you feel ya'll are going to have to email it to me: luvsdahardyz@hotmail.com --- seriously I really do love the Hardys! If you want a Trish/Jeff story fix, I actually have two in fanfiction.net already (The Lucky One, and Praying for Daylight) so go check those out...
Chapter 3
Chris walked moodily through the lobby of the hotel. He was fucking pathetic. Jeff was a good guy. He deserved someone like Trish. Stupid writers...why couldn't they write him into one of those damn storylines.
"Chris! Chris!"
He closed his eyes. Here we go again...always a friend. He pasted a smile quickly to his face as he turned around.
"Hey Babe...how's it going?"
"Oh my god...you will never guess what just happened. Jeff asked me out." Trish smiled proudly. "I'm so excited, I mean I know I never said it, but he is just so hot. I mean he's gorgeous and sweet and..." She looked up at him curiously, "hey...you okay?"
"What?" Chris asked...shit the smile must have slipped off.
"You umm looked kinda pissed off there all of a sudden." She said worriedly.
"Nah, I'm just tired you know."
"Ok well...umm everyone's basically either out or asleep but I'm way too excited to sleep so I was just wondering if you wanted to go up and watch a movie." Chris and her had become friends these past few months and she just loved spending time with him.
"Um..." Chris began hesitantly. "What about Jeff?"
'Well, he's going out with the guys and I don't wanna seem over eager or anything. Come on, I'll give you a massage." Trish smiled.
Chris stared down at her and sighed. She was completely clueless as to how much he liked her.
"I'll pass on the massage tonight, but we can do the movie." He finally said, smiling down at her. He just couldn't say no to this girl. "But no chick flicks Trish...No chick flicks..."
"Chick Flicks? Come on Chris...would I do that to you?" She smiled slyly.
"Trish...our last "movie marathon" you made me watch Beaches, Terms of Endearment AND Steel Magnolias...I was ready to jump off of the damn balcony."
"Oh come on...it wasn't that bad...besides you said you wanted to watch some dark death movies."
"Dark death movies? I said I wanted some action movies with maybe a bit of violence...I was thinking Die Hard." Chris said incredulously.
"Alright alright...how about Moulin Rouge?"
"Moulin Rouge? What's that about?"
"It's cool Chris...it's about umm..." Trish grinned guardedly, "this guy who meets this girl...then he kills all these people, especially the duke. It's a romance and an action movie."
"Alright alright...Come on." Chris said resignedly.
"Awesome, give me your bag." Trish said happily as she ran up ahead of him to the elevator. Chris walked slowly behind her. This was going to be harder than he thought.
**** alright kids..I see the number reviews, THANKS...but I can't read them cause something's weird in fanfiction.net ----so all you Jeff/Trish shippers who may or may not be commenting on this....are probably disappointed with another Chris chapter but he's all in my head you know...and while I certainly can't complain I feel bad that some people may not be liking the stuff going on...so if you wanna tell me how you feel ya'll are going to have to email it to me: luvsdahardyz@hotmail.com --- seriously I really do love the Hardys! If you want a Trish/Jeff story fix, I actually have two in fanfiction.net already (The Lucky One, and Praying for Daylight) so go check those out...