#nicolas sturniolo fan fic

[jazminrhode1]

I've Loved You My Whole Life Matt Sturniolo x Reader One Shot

Summary: You and Matt are best friends but, there might be some underlying feelings between you both.

Word Count: 677 words

Matt sat beside you tracing gentle spirals on your back as you facetimed back home to your mom. She always missed you when you were away but, knew you were safe when you were with Matt.

She was catching you up on your brother’s soccer tournament and your Dad's trip to Vermont. He had gone with some friends on their annual weekend away and you knew your mom missed him a lot.

Before you hung up, she said to Matt, “Take care of our girl.” Matt laughed, digging his chin into your shoulder. “Always,” he promised.

You and Matt had been best friends since elementary school. He was the first person you called in the morning and the last text you sent at night.

When you were too scared to skate on the ice at your 8th birthday party, he took your hand and made sure that you didn’t fall. When you broke up with your first boyfriend who you thought that you’d marry someday, Matt was there to pick up the pieces. Whenever you called, he was there.

As you drove to McDonald's to grab something to eat, he laced his fingers through yours. It was this kind of simple shit that none of your boyfriends could ever seem to do. He opened the door, he paid for your meal and when you decided you didn’t want the Dr Pepper you ordered, he swapped his drink just to make you happy.

Matt was always a ‘let’s fix this’ type of person. Even when you disagreed or argued about stupid little things, he never left until you sorted it out. He would always be down for uncomfortable conversations if it meant you were still friends in the end. There was nothing more comforting than knowing you could be yourself around him.

As you sat on the couch, you laid your head on his chest. He was the only person who could make your heart still when your anxiety was out of control. He played with your hair mindlessly as you watched Spongebob together. It was moments like this that you had missed since he moved to LA.

In the morning, he woke you up with a coffee from Starbucks. He had let you stay in his bed and he was bunking with Chris. Chris didn’t mind, he liked the company. You sometimes felt like he missed Matt when you were around, though he never said that.

As you walked down the esplanade with your ice creams in hand something about it seemed different. Something about the space between you felt more fragile but, you couldn’t put your finger on it. He caught your gaze and just smiled; he locked eyes with you for a little too long to be just friends.

Everyone could see how much the two of you loved each other. It was hard for you to put into words. You loved him in ways that you had never loved anyone else. He was your person. Something about him made you feel a little more alive and a little less lost.

As you sat on the bench looking out at the water, he tucked your hair behind your ear and ran his hand down your back. It was in those moments of intimate understanding that you felt the most seen. The little things that he did let you know that he loved you too.

He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you into his side to block you from the wind. His lips pressed against your temple; your fingers tracing circles on his thigh. This was love, wasn’t it? Didn’t the Buddhists say 'If you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that's not the one. When you meet your 'soul mate' you'll feel calm.' This was love, wasn’t it?

You turned to face him and looked up into his eyes, “Do you believe the universe fights for two souls to be together?”

A smile spread across his face as he replied, “I don't know about the universe but, I know that I have loved you for my whole life.”

[kiibichio]

SAY IT ✩ C. STURNIOLO

OVERVIEW ;; last time you and your boyfriend, chris, had sex, his brothers heard you, you two played it off and managed not to get caught. but ever since, you’ve been insecure about your volume.. so you try to hide your noises, but chris fixes that.

CONTAINS ;; dom ! chris, sub ! reader, no use of y/n, begging kink (?), hella praise

mora speaks ;; so i was listening to say it by tory lanez and i thought abt this fic . then it left my mind 😭 THEN i saw an EDIT OF CHRIS to the song and i knew i just had to get this done. SO HERE WE AREE !! ENJOY 🙏🏾 (btw we jump straight into the story so buckle up)

date published ;; 3.20.24

not proofread

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4:11 pm

chris slams his lips onto mine while grabbing my hips and positioning me so im straddling him.

“god, baby..” he mumbles onto my mouth, “ive been waiting to do this since you got here..”

i came over to my boyfriend, chris’, house to visit my him and my friends (nick and matt). although they left about 20 minutes after i got here. claiming they were ‘getting food’ but they would probably be a while considering they never come straight back home. chris immediately took his chance and dragged me downstairs to his room eagerly. as soon as he got in he began taking his hoodie off and throwing on the floor, followed by mine. which brings us here.

after a good 5 minutes of making out, chris stops. he realizes he hadn’t gotten a sound out of me at all, which is odd because im usually the most vocal out of us two. this whole time it’s been ‘so good baby’ and ‘i missed you so much’ combined with small whimpers and quiet groans from chris. but none from me.

“hey, you’re real quiet. something wrong, ma? is it me?” he genuinely looks at me.

i sigh. there was something wrong.

“no, no! chris, baby, you did nothing wrong. you’re doing great. it’s just..”

“you can tell me. im here to listen and i won’t judge.” chris reassures me as he rubs my shoulder

“well.. it’s just- ever since that one time last week. you know, when matt and nick heard us?”

he nods, making eye contact with me.

“ive been thinking im too loud and extra… so im trying to change that. i don’t want to be an inconvenience to everyone else.”

which was true because who wants to hear me and chris fuck everytime we do. that’s also embarrassing to deal with. getting weird looks from your friends because of something that you’re were supposed to keep private, but couldn’t because of your volume? crazy.

he stares at me for a moment. did i say something wrong? then he chuckles.

“hey! what are you laughing for? i thought you said you wouldn’t judge.” i huff, pouting my lips and crossing my arms.

he throws his head back and continues to laugh, “baby.. are you serious? matt and nick aren’t even here right now.”

i look away from him, arms still crossed.

“hey. look at me, ma.” chris grabs hold of my chin and moves it, forcing me to make direct eye contact with him, “i do not care if my brothers hear us. i swear. i want everyone to know that you’re mine and im yours. i need to hear you say it. make all the noise you want, baby.”

“are you sure, chris?” i ask hesitantly

“100% positive”

he doesn’t let me respond again and immediately starts kissing me. he moves his hands up and down my body slowly, his left hand going to my ass and the right one moving to unclasps my bra under my shirt. he breaks away and his mouth travels towards my neck and chest area.

“mmh.. chris..” i whine.

“there’s my girl, keep those same pretty noises up for me while im inside of you.” he smirks against my collarbone.

he flips us over as to where im laying down on my back and he’s hovering over me. he starts moving his face downwards, leaving a trail of kisses on my stomach behind him. he hurriedly takes my pants and underwear off with one pull.

“ready, ma?” he breathes against my heat

“mhm..” i whimper

“louder, i can’t hear you.” he says teasingly

“yes, chris, please just touch me” i say, starting to beg, which i know he likes.

“whatever you say, princess.” he gives a sly grin before completely going down on me, eating as if this is his last meal.

“ohhh… fuckkkkk, just like that chris. keep going baby.” i moan loudly

chris smirks against me. hearing my noises is just turning him on even more. this makes him move his mouth faster. he loudly slurps and licks on me, trying to get more noises out of me as he lets his own out himself. my legs start to wriggle and close a bit, trying to get more pleasure. chris takes notice of this and holds them open and still with his left hand, his right being occupied with my clit, which he was toying with at a rapid pace.

“mmh.. taste s’good, baby. s’good.” he moans, face deep in my pussy, moving and hitting all the right places. he starts to quickly motion his tongue in and out of me. hands still on my clit and legs, holding them open.

“mghh.. yes, chris right there!” i yell out as my legs start shaking “b-baby, im about to-”

“do it. cum all over my face ma.” he mumurs

with one final flick of my clit, i burst and my juices start rolling onto chris’s mouth. he happily laps all of it up.

chris lifts himself up to give me a slow, heated kiss, making me taste myself on his tongue.

“you’re so good, princess. lets see if you can be even louder.” he smirks, winking at me.

he pulls his sweatpants down, his boxers following after. he gives himself a few pumps, spreading the precum all over his dick. chris looks up at me.

“ready, baby?” he asks, sweetly, lining himself up with me.

“yes, chris.. please” i whimper

he gives a small, silent chuckle at my begging before pushing himself all the way in me. he gives me a few seconds to adjust before slamming in and out of me.

“ohhh! oh my g-god…” i moan out

“yea, baby. say it. who’s making you feel like this?” he asks, relentlessly pounding into me

“you! fuckkkkk.. you chris. only y-you baby mmm..” i yell

all that’s heard now is the sound of squelching, coming from the spot where me and chris connect, moans, groans, whimpers and whines from the both of us, and skin slapping. a few moments later, he speeds up, now rapidly thrusting against me.

“chris! oh. shit shit shit shit. b-baby im close!” i warn, my legs starting to shake and my body starting to tremble under him.

“c’mon, baby. let it all out on me.” i can tell he’s close to by the way he tightens his grip on my waist and his thrusts get faster and sloppier.

“fill me up, baby. p-please.” i request.

that sentence alone makes him cum right there. and im close behind him, letting out a pornographic moan as i let my liquids out. chris’ thrusts slow down as he lets both of us ride out our high.

he pulls out and falls beside me as we take a few moments to breathe.

“that was great, baby.” he smiles at me, turning on his side so he can look at me.

“yea, you did amazing” i reply, giving him a smile as well

“im gonna go get a towel to clean us up.” he lifts himself up and makes his way to the bathroom. he returns with a damp towel and wipes me down. after that, we both get up to get dressed and make our way back to the living room. we put on a movie and wait for matt and nick to get back.

“ma.” chris looks at me.

“yes, baby?”

“do me a favor and don’t ever hide those pretty sounds from me again.” he says

“you got it baby” i laugh as i pull him and give him a soft kiss.

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mora speaks (again) ;; lmk if you guys enjoyed this oneee. i really liked writing because this is my first chris smut ‼️ ALSO MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN SO REQUEST AWAYYY. (might take me some time to do them but i will get to them !!) TOODLES <3

tag list ;; @sturniolos-blog @mayhem-72 @hearts4chris 🍵

[hoesformatt]

“PUSH ME HIGHER UNCLE NICK”

Nick fluff/blurb, the insta gc gave me the idea 😝

uncle!nick • mother!reader • father!matt

not proofread ✍🏾

contains: all the cutesy heartwarming shit 🩷

word count: 0.5k

“Alright everybody up let’s go to the park while Chris barbecues” I clapped elevating from my seat and my son runs to the door excitement trying to open the door with the child safety lock on it.

Nick got out Prince’ shoes helping him put them on and leaving out the door. “Come on Matt” He grudgingly got up.

I watched Prince waddle-run away from Nick as he chased him down to the colorful park while and me and Matt stayed back walking taking our time. “I wannu go on the swing” Prince points at the small swing set then getting uppies from Nick who put him in snug “Hold on okay” Nick said and he nodded back smiling with enthusiasm.

Nick started to push him slowly and he began to clap in anticipation “higher” he giggled “ok get ready” Nick pushed him a little bit higher than the last times making his sweet laugh come out.

“Push me higher uncle Nick” He says between his giggles before being taken away by a high swing, soaring in the air til he came down and over again. Nick’s expression was thrilled seeing his nephew being so joyful, I pulled out my phone taking a photo them, their smiles wider than the sun.

I looked up at Matt who was grinning ear-to-ear watching his brother and his son have fun together. “Come on guys, I think Chris is done barbecuing” Prince and Nick both said ‘Aww’ as Nick pulled him out the swing seat carrying him up the hill again to the house.

In the backyard Chris turned the sausages on the barbecue once more before placing them in tray’s to be put on the outdoor patio table. Nick still held his nephew in his arms when Prince grabbed his face to kiss his cheek “you’re too adorable” Nick tells him

“I know, that’s what mommy says” Everyone in the backyard laughs while he puts Prince into his highchair and he snatched the kiddie fork and knife banging them on the table “I hungry, I hungry, I hungry” He chants, fake pouting. I put together his hotdog placing it on his table and he racing to take a bite then burning his tongue “hot, hot, hot, hot” He complained fanning his tongue.

“Can someone blow on his food” I said looking back making myself a plate. “Sure” Chris walks up to the highchair and when he was about to help Prince, he sassed “I want uncle Nick to blow my food” Chris opened mouth to look offended until Nick pushed him away to get his plate and blow on his food.

“Here you go” He smiles back at the giddy child who pulls his grabby hand out to hold Nick’s face and kiss his nose “I love you uncle Nick” Prince cutely says to his uncle pulling on his heartstrings. “I love you too Uncle Chris” He fake rolls his eyes just for Chris come up to him and tickle the giggles out of Prince.

tags: @lunariaxzz @chrissturniolosbitch @leahsbussy @luv4kozume @mattslolita @muwapsturniolo @idkwhosnyla @strniohoeee @iiheartstef @nonamegirlxsturniolo @ka1nani @1800chokedathoe @fuzzycupcakebeliever @mattgirly @love4chris @mattslutt @nicksmainbitch @luhsexcbihh @hearts4chriss @nickthegirl

[sturnsbaby]

pls do one where chris and reader are fuckinf and he slams his dick into her to hard and she gets injured so tons of aftercare

Oh.. !

[jazminrhode1]

They Call It Puppy Love Matt Sturniolo x Reader Headcanons

Summary: Matt is your childhood sweetheart.

Word Count: 332 words

Imagine you have known the boys since pre-k and have been dating Matt since middle school.

You've been to every single birthday party, they know your whole family and your moms are best friends.

Looking back, you had always had a crush on Matt and he had always had a crush on you.

Your parents have pictures of you both as toddlers holding hands and hugging one another.

In kindergarten, he asked you to be his girlfriend with a flower he picked from his front garden. Your parents laughed and commented on how sweet the two of you were.

In elementary school, you were the only one he caught with a kiss in Kisschasy and the only one he wrote a valentines card for each year.

In middle school, he asked again if you wanted to be his girlfriend. His friends all teased him when he'd walk down the hallway holding your hand.

At the beginning of your freshman year, your first kiss was with Matt after his team won their first lacrosse game of the season.

He was your first time and your first heartbreak after you broke up after your senior year.

When you got back together two weeks later he gave you his class ring and promised that he would never leave again.

When they went out to LA and you had to stay in Boston you missed him more than anything but, he knew exactly what to do to make your time apart less lonely.

Even though some of the fans wish they were in your place, they loved you two together.

Every Sunday that they were away, you would visit MaryLou and Jimmy to have Sunday dinner and a movie.

When they came back from LA, your house was the first stop that he made.

It never got easier when you dropped him off at the airport but, you knew he wasn't leaving you but choice but to do what he loved and you couldn't stop him.

[jazminrhode1]

Hiding in a Car Video Sturniolo Triplets x Reader One Shot

Summary: You're best friends with the boys and they're filming their most recent YouTube video.

Warning(s): Swearing (minimal)

You're sitting in the back seat, attempting to hide but, doing a shit job. You have your headphones in and are watching the latest episode of The Summer I Turned Pretty on your phone. As you near the end of the episode, the car door slams and when you look up you see Matt walking toward a couple across the parking lot.

You rip your headphones out, sit up and rub your eyes in an attempt to focus your vision. Chris whips his head around and, before you could ask he explains, "He's going to see what they got from the store".

You're stunned, silenced as your mouth hangs open in confusion. "I've never seen Matt act like this", Nick says as he pulls his phone out and starts recording.

"Was this a dare?" you ask, confused. "No, he just got up and left", Chris said, just as confused.

At this point, Matt was jogging back toward the car. "Who is this guy?" you say. "What'd he do with Matt?" Nick adds.

Matt gets back in the car, grinning from ear to ear. He had figured out what the couple had gotten from the store - breakfast things - and, more importantly, caught a Pokemon in the parking lot.

"What on earth possessed you, Matthew?" you ask, genuinely curious. "I have no idea", Matt laughs, "were you worried?" he asked.

You had to bite your lip to hide your smile. You rolled your eyes and shook your head - a terribly annoying thing that you learned from Nick.

"Y/n does it too," Chris said before he busted out laughing. Matt could help but laugh too.

"Tell me the appropriate response for when Matt, the triplet who can't even order at the drive-through, walks across a dark parking lot to ask two strangers what they got from the grocery store" Nick argues - he rolls his eyes and shakes his head which makes Matt and Chris laugh even harder.

This time, their laughter was too contagious for you not to laugh along. You all keep laughing until you feel sick.

Chris turns around and looks at you, "I'm glad you're here", he says. "Me too", Matt nods. Nick opens his arms and pulls you into a hug, "me most".

You love hanging out with the boys and hate that it seems to be less often as you get older but, nights like this remind you that, no matter how long it is between hanging out, you will all pick up right where you left off.

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What Went Wrong? Chris Sturniolo x Reader One Shot

Summary: Chris calls you on a dare to ask what went wrong.

Words: 763 words

“Hey, y/n” he said when you answered the phone. Chris was filming a video with his brothers and was dared to give you a call.

You hadn’t spoken to him since you broke up. No matter how much you wanted to call him, you never did.

“I got dared to call an ex and ask what went wrong…” he explained. A smile tugged at the corner of your lips. You could hear in his voice that he was a little uncomfortable.

“What went wrong?” you asked. “Basically, why did your relationship end,” Nick clarified.

You hadn’t thought about it in a while. No matter how amicable the split was, you loved him and you never really quite came to terms with it being over between you two.

“You don’t have to…” Chris said. You felt the sincerity in his voice.

“No, it’s ok,” you replied, thinking about what to say.

“I don’t think anything necessarily went wrong,” you began, “all good things come to an end.”

Chris was nodding on the other end of the phone. He didn’t realize how much he missed you until this very moment. Hearing your voice was bringing back so many memories for him and he felt a little overwhelmed.

“I think that even though it ended, that relationship wasn’t a failure. Not for me anyway,” you said.

“No,” Chris assured, “not for me either.”

“We were young, you know? And I still look back and consider myself so lucky to have spent all of my high school years with you,” you explained.

A smile tugged at the corner of Chris’ lips as he covered his eyes with his hat. He had loved you since pre-k and when you split, no matter how mutual the decision was, he still lost his best friend.

“All of my best memories from high school have you in them. And, they’re not ruined because we broke up… They’re 10 times better because they were with you,” you said, "I have no regrets about dating you."

You hadn’t told him that before. There were a lot of things that you regretted not saying and you were glad to have the opportunity to say them now.

You waited to hear if he was going to respond but, you pictured him on the other side of the phone hiding his face and trying to keep his shit together. He might have acted tough but, he wasn’t good at this kind of thing.

“I still remember that road trip we took to Portland with your family,” you started. “Oh my god, I forgot about that. Do you remember when Matt ran over the squirrel and cried for like, 2 hours?” Chris asked. "It was like 5 minutes," Matt argued.

You could hear Nick and Matt laughing in the background. Their voices were getting more and more distant. You figured that Chris was done with the video and was heading to his room.

The thought that their life in LA was so foreign to you made you kind of sad. Even when you broke up, you promised that you’d always be friends or, at least, you’d always stay in touch. You knew that you could have made more of an effort, and in the beginning, you both did, but it was hard to go back to being friends after a relationship like that.

You stayed on the phone for hours, reminiscing about young love. You talked about dancing in parking lots and making out in breakrooms at your high school jobs. You remembered picnics in your Dad’s pickup truck and Valentine's Day dates in minivans. You laughed about corny pickup lines and awful date ideas. But, mostly, you remembered how much you loved each other and laughed at yourselves for thinking that young love lasted forever.

“Hey… thanks for calling,” you said. It was 2 a.m. and you had to go. You wanted to stay and talk to him all night like you used to do when you were 16. You wanted to know that when you hung up, he’d be outside ready to pick you up for school. You wanted to go back in time and fall in love with him all over again. But, this good thing came to an end.

“I sometimes want to call you but, it never feels like the right time,” you said. “Call” he whispered, “whenever you want to. I’m here… I’m always going to be here,” Chris said.

Before you hung up, he paused just to say “I still love you, y/n”. “I still love you too”, you replied.

[jazminrhode1]

Chris Sturniolo

The Big Day (One Shot), 1375 words

Free Throws (One Shot), 1350 words

Egg Challenge (One Shot), 445 words

Cleaning Up The Mess (One Shot), 1029 words

I Don't Want To Leave (One Shot), 892 words

Meet Me On The Ice (One Shot), 1104 words

What Went Wrong? (One Shot), 763 words

Better Late Than Never (One Shot), 1618 words

Almost (Headcanons), 238 words

Relationship Status: Private (Headcanons), 212 words

Matt Sturniolo

Hey Google, Play 'Begin Again' (Part 2) (Read Part 1), 1279 words

5 Years (One Shot), 698 words

Looking At The Moon (One Shot), 971 words

You Do Love Me Right (One Shot), 1202 words

I Could Never Hate You (One Shot), 1019 words

Stand By You (One Shot), 771 words

Superstar (Headcanons), 835 words

If I Can't Have You (One Shot), 1294 words

5-4-3-2-1 (Anxiety, One Shot), 1311 words

I've Loved You My Whole Life (One Shot), 677 words

Hey Google, Play 'Begin Again' (Part 1) (Read Part 2), 1648 words

I Don't Love You Anymore (One Shot), 1744 words

They Call It Puppy Love (Headcanons), 332 words

How Does He Know Your Name? (One Shot), 1236 words

Nick Sturniolo

Will You Marry Me? (One Shot), 638 words

Other

Childhood Friends (Triplets x Reader, One Shot), 1040 words

Father Of The Bride Speech (Triplets x Sister)

I Miss Them Too (Triplets x Older Sister, One Shot)

You Don't Like Dr Pepper? (Triplets x Reader, One Shot)

I've Really Missed You (Triplets x Reader, One Shot), 1206 words

Thanks For Watching (Triplets x Reader, One Shot)

I Hate You, I Love You (Triplets x Little Sister, One Shot)

For The Love Of A Sister (Triplets x Little Sister, One Shot)

Sturniolo vs Sturniolo (Triplets x Reader, One Shot)

A Tour Surprise (Triplets x Reader, One Shot)

A Doctor's Office (Triplets x Reader, One Shot)

Hiding In A Car Video (Triplets x Reader, One Shot)

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The Doctor's Office Sturniolo Triplets x Reader One Shot

Trigger Warning: Needles, Shots, Doctor's Office

Summary: You're best friends with the boys and they ask you to come along with them when they go to get their shots.

Notes: N/a

They had been hyping themselves up the whole drive and you knew they'd chicken out when they got to the doctor's office.

Nick was first up and he was talking way more than usual - a telltale sign that he was freaking out. "Can you please hold my hand, y/n?" he says. You roll your eyes but, you oblige.

In a second it was over and he almost looked embarrassed at how dramatic he was being.

Matt was next and you could tell he was trying to play it cool. At the last second, he reached out to grab your hand and squeezed it so hard, it hurt like hell - you were pretty happy to be in the doctor's office at this point.

When it was over, he stood up and his whole body shuddered. He shuffled over to you as he held his arm. He leaned into you, burying his head in your shoulder. "That was awful" he whispered and you wrapped your arms around him making an effort to avoid where he just had his injection.

"No one's gonna hold my hand?", Chris asked boisterously. He sounded a lot braver than he looked.

Matt sat down as you reached out for Chris' hand. He laced his fingers through yours and braced for impact. As the doctor took his arm Chris' eyes opened wider and you saw the color drain from his face.

"Chris?" you asked, concerned. The doctor looked over and put the needle back on the tray. "Did you want to lie down for this one?" he asked.

Chris nodded slowly, eyes still wide open. You help him up onto the examination table and stood by his head as the doctor rolled his stool to the tableside.

Chris looked up at you, you could see panic in his eye. All of a sudden there was no sign of your hilarious best friend - the six-year-old you met in elementary school was looking back at you. You couldn't reach his hand so you stroked your fingers through his hair and rubbed his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

"You'll be ok," you said, "it'll be over in 2 seconds".

And, just like that, the needle was out and the doctor was placing a bandaid on Chris' arm. He placed a hand on Chris' chest and said, "Take a minute... relax... there's no rush to get up... it's over".

Chris lay there for what felt like an eternity before he sat up. The color had returned to his complexion and the doctor had finished their paperwork.

"All done," the Doctor said as he stood up and helped Chris to his feet. "You're lucky your girlfriend was here to support you" he joked.

"She's not my girlfriend", said Chris sadly. The doctor looked embarrassed and he scurried to the door.

As you followed Nick and Matt out of the office, the doctor pulled Chris aside. "Distractions are a waste of time. When you find someone like her, you don't let her go" he said as he patted Chris on the back.

You turned around just long enough to see a smile spread across Chris' face as he nodded in agreement. As you walked out of the office side by side, you couldn't help but stare at Chris. "What?" he asked sheepishly. "Nothing," you lied.

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Hii love I was wondering if could request where the triplets have a younger sister and she is going through a bad break up her boyfriend cheated on her and the boys comfort her and spends the day with her to make her day ( sorry I that doesn't make sense)

For The Love Of A Sister Sturniolo Triplets x Lil Sister One Shot

Summary: The boys have a little sister who is going through a breakup.

Notes: N/a

It was 2pm and their little sister was still in bed, scrolling through pictures of her and her boyfriend on her phone. They had been together for 3 years and she could have never pictured that he would do this.

Her curtains were drawn, she was wearing his hoodie and she had mascara all over the pillowcase. Matt creaked open the door and tried to adjust his eyes to the darkness.

He was holding a plate of food and placed it on her bedside table. “You gotta eat something”, Matt said as he pulled open the curtains.

His heart broke when he saw tears streaming down her face. He could have never imagined that little shit would have broken his sister's heart. He sat on the bed next to her and wiped her tears with his sleeve. "I know it sucks right now, but I promise that it will get easier," he pulled her into a hug and placed a kiss on top of her head. "I've got you, ok? I will always be here for you."

He stayed with her to make sure that she ate something and to ensure she stayed off her phone. When she was done, he took the plate and on his way out said, "Get dressed, we're going out." When she pouted, he insisted "You can't stay in here all day - this shit will consume you."

She forced a smile for the first time since she found out her boyfriend was cheating. Matt was always the one to take care of her when she was sick or upset. He always had the kindest way of delivering bad news and he was assertive without being cruel.

She forced herself out of bed and put on the first thing that she could find to wear. As she went to leave her room she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and decided to tie her hair up and take a makeup wipe to her under eyes.

The boys were already waiting in the car when she got downstairs. Chris was leaning against the bonnet and smiled when he saw her. He pulled her into a hug but couldn't find the words to say. As he opened the back door for her to jump in, Nick was already there with a pack of her favorite candy.

"Let's go," said Matt as he pulled out of the driveway. They were heading to the mall to grab Starbucks and go shopping. They put their heads together but, couldn't come up with a better plan than that. Their sister didn't care, she liked Starbucks and she loved shopping especially when it wasn't the money she was spending.

Matt kept checking on her in the rearview mirror as they drove and Chris kept sneaking glimpses over his shoulder. Usually, they were loud and chaotic but, they felt helpless not being able to make her smile let alone laugh.

They drove in silence, listening to Taylor Swift hoping that would lift her spirits but, when All Too Well started playing as they pulled into the parking lot, she burst into tears.

Matt parked the car as Nick pulled her into his chest. “Why wasn’t I enough for him?” she whimpered.

Matt clenched the steering wheel and took in a deep breath. Chris looked away, his heart shattered. How could someone break their little sister like this?

"You are enough", Nick started, "he just made you feel like you weren't by doing what he did."

She couldn't stop the tears from rolling down her cheeks. "You are way too good for him," Chris added as he reached for her hand.

"Come on... let's go inside," Matt said, desperate to get out of the car before he started crying too.

Nick kept his arm tightly around his sister as they walked toward the mall. "You're gonna get through this", he promised. She looked up and he was smiling back at her. As impossible as it felt, she believed him. He was never wrong about these kinds of things.

She grabbed her favorite pink drink from Starbucks and they started walking through the mall. For the first time in her life, she was not at all interested in shopping and wanted desperately to crawl back into bed and feel sorry for herself.

"Look!" Chris shouted. She turned around to see him pointing with a childlike grin on his face. She looked and saw that the arcade was open and knew exactly what he was thinking.

"I'm not going to the arcade," she demanded.

Nick, Matt, and Chris exchanged a telepathic look and then, as if planned, they grabbed her and carried her inside. For the first time in 2 weeks, she laughed - really laughed and they knew that things were turning around.

They spent the afternoon playing Pac-Man and Pop-A-Shot, Chris even won his sister a giant Tweety toy that she had asked their parents for every single time they came to the arcade when they were kids.

Her heart still ached but, she really needed to spend this time with her brothers. She didn't know how depressed before. She couldn't put it into words just yet but, she loved them infinitely.

As the stores in the mall began to close, they headed for the exit grabbing a Blizzard from DairyQueen on the way out.

"Thanks for hanging out with us today", Chris said with a smile on his face. "Yeah," said Matt, "we need to do this more". "Agreed," said Nick, "and not just at times like this."

"So, are you going to come with me to get our nails done tomorrow?", she said. She seemed better, almost ok.

"I'm in!" they said in unison. She laughed as she shook her head.

The ride home felt nostalgic. Nick went off on a rant about Pac-Man, Chris laughed his head off the whole ride home and Matt just smiled and rolled his eyes.

When they got home, MaryLou was in the kitchen making dinner. "Where have you four been?" she asked.

"The mall," Chris said as he headed into the lounge room followed by Nick and Matt.

"Is that a smile I see?" MaryLou observed as she pulled her daughter into a hug.

She nodded as you took a seat at the counter. "I've missed that smile a lot, sweetheart," she said as washed her hands, "I'm glad you have brothers that can cheer you up".

Every day after that got a little bit better. She found out who her true friends were at school and even got an apology for the boy who broke her heart.

More than anything, she knew that her brothers would always be there for her no matter what she was going through and she would be there for them as well.

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Hey Google, Play 'Begin Again' Matt Sturniolo x Reader One Shot

Summary: You go on your first date with Matt after a bad breakup.

Word Count: 1648 words

Hey Google, Play 'Begin Again' (Part 2)

You took a deep breath as you looked in the rearview mirror. It had been 6 months since you broke up with your ex and you still didn’t feel ready to get back into dating. Your best friend Taylor reminded you that Matt was a great guy and that you would have fun. You were doing this for her.

You parked around the corner from the cafe where you were going to meet and took your time as you walked over. Your ex was incapable of being anywhere on time and that was the standard that you held for all men. You wouldn't put it past Matt if he didn’t show up at all. Men sucked. You were certain of that.

As you walked past the window toward the door you could see Matt sitting inside, waiting. You had met a couple of times but, you never realized just how attractive he was. He was wearing a Let’s Trip t-shirt, some black cargo pants, and a backward cap. You sent Taylor a quick text before you went inside. “Here goes nothing...” was all it said.

Matt looked up when the bell chimed as you entered. He stood and waved - a charming grin on his face. For a Saturday afternoon, the cafe was pretty empty. Instead of a murmur of incoherent chatter, you could have listened to every conversation if you really wanted to.

As you walked over to him, he welcomed you with a hug and pulled out a chair for you to sit down. You could tell that he had no idea just how nice that was; how much you appreciated it.

“It’s so great to see you, y/n” he started as he sat opposite you. His small talk was endearing, his stories were funny and you felt guilty for having come prepared with 3 or 4 excuses in case you had to make a swift exit.

“I haven’t ordered. What can I get you?” he asked. You insisted on ordering for yourself. If this was going to go south like all the other first dates Taylor set you up on since the breakup, you didn’t want to give him anything to use against you.

As you stood in line and scanned the menu, you saw him reach into his pocket. You thought he was pulling his phone out to text a friend or scroll through Instagram but, he was only pulling his card out of his phone case. Another point for Matthew Sturniolo.

It was times like this that you realized how much your scumbag of an ex fucked you up. Matt was nice, anyone would have told you that but still, you assumed he had bad intentions.

As you stood in the line, he kept sneaking glimpses of you. You couldn't help yourself from blushing a little bit, he almost convinced you that he was happy to be there. “Taylor said your favorite drink was a pink drink,” he said. “I’m not that basic” you replied, kind of offended. He was still smiling as he nudged you playfully. “I’m not gonna lie, they’re pretty good,” he assured you.

He was right. They were pretty freaking good and it was your favorite drink but, to avoid looking like a basic bitch, you just ordered yourself an iced coffee.

When you both had your drinks, you headed back to the table and he pulled out your chair once again. You weren’t sure if this was all an act but, you wanted to believe this was just who he was.

He surprised you. You had seen a couple of his videos and spoken to him in passing from time to time but, you didn’t really know all that much about him. The guy in front of you wasn’t the shy, reserved triplet you saw on YouTube and all over your TikTok. He was charismatic, and his stories were funny and you were taken aback by how kind he was even when he made fun of his brothers.

He asked you about your job, your family, and the places you'd traveled to recently. He told you about his parents and what it was like growing up as a triplet. He seemed to have a laundry list of stories about shit he did as a kid and what they had been up to in LA. All of the stories that you had to share involved the boy who broke your heart 6 months ago and you didn’t think now was the time to bring him up.

He looked into your eyes and smiled, you didn't realize how blue they were. You could tell he was searching for something. Wondering why, perhaps, you were a little reserved. He didn't push it or hold it against you. You appreciated that.

“What do you do for fun?” he said, leaning forward to show his interest.

“Oh… Um… I read a bit,” you said. You knew enough about the triplets to know that they did not read and you were keen to change the conversation before he completely turned off of you.

To your surprise, he replied, “My Mom loves reading. Maybe you have a recommendation for her?”

You were floored. Your ex never showed interest in any of your hobbies let alone your book obsession. He never made an effort to remember your birthday let alone ask for a book recommendation for his mom. Though you weren’t quite ready to accept it, you thought that Matt might be different from the others.

You told him about the three books you had already read that month. He seemed interested and genuinely excited to hear more about them. He propped his elbow on the table, chin in his palm, and listened to you word vomit for almost half an hour.

“Shit,” you said as you looked at your phone. “What?” he asked, confused.

“I didn’t realize the time” you commented. He looked at the clock on the wall, “I guess we're just having a good time” he responded.

Not a waste of time. Not a boring time. He was having a ‘good’ time and so were you.

You figured it was time to let him talk so, you asked the question. “What do you do for fun?”

Excitement changed his whole demeanor. “Do you play Pokemon Go?” he asked. Something childlike and enchanting came over him.

You shook your head slowly and couldn't hold back a laugh. You weren’t laughing at him, you were amazed at how comfortable he was just being himself. That was something that you began to admire about him.

As you tried to stop laughing you let out a snort. Fuck. Your face turned bright red as you clapped your hand over your mouth and nose. He was laughing too. Not at you but, with you.

“I’m so embarrassed,” you said. You couldn’t hide it. “Don’t be,” he reassured you as he reached out and rubbed her arm comfortingly. You made some joke to cover up your humiliation and he threw his head back laughing. Your ex never thought you were funny.

As the cafe employee came over to clear the table you realized that you had been here nearly 5 hours. The time flew by and you didn’t even need to whip out one of your carefully curated excuses to leave. But, you did have to go. You had work in the morning and you lived all the way on the other side of LA.

Matt waved at the employees as he followed you out. “Thanks, guys, see you next time,” he said. Another thing that your ex would have never ever done. You knew that he had noticed you were a bit more reserved than usual and you contemplated explaining yourself. You didn’t know how much Taylor had told him and you didn’t want him to think you were rude. Especially since you had a great afternoon with him.

“Let me walk you to your car,” he said. Before you could explain or apologize, he started telling you about the series that he and his brothers were watching on Netflix. It was something with police or cars or a cartoon - you had no interest but, he was getting really into it.

When you got to your car, he looked disappointed. You were too. For the first time in 6 months, you had enjoyed someone’s company. You had barely thought about your ex and it was all thanks to him. Even if this didn't go anywhere, you were thankful to have spent this time with him.

“I had a really great time, y/n, I'm glad we got to link up,” Matt said. There it was again. No games, no bullshit. He said what he felt with such ease, that it caught you off guard.

“I had a great time too,” you replied.

You both stood there awkwardly for a second before he opened his arms and pulled you into a hug. “We should do it again sometime,” he said as he stepped back and buried his hands into his pockets, “you have my number. Let me know when we can hang out again.”

He smiled. For the first time since your breakup, maybe even longer, you felt butterflies swarm your stomach. You blushed as you turned to get in the car. He waited to wave goodbye as you pulled out of your spot. You could see him waving in your rearview mirror as you drove away.

On the drive home, you couldn’t help but think about Matt, not your ex but, Matt. For the last 6 months, you thought all relationships brought were pain and heartache and that all men were the same. But, Matt may have begun to change your mind.

As you pulled into your driveway, Taylor was blowing up your phone. A smile spread across your face. This was going to be the first time in a while that you’d be filling her in on a boy that you liked, a boy who treated you well and who was kind, and who was not the idiot that broke your heart.

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How Does He Know Your Name? Matt Sturniolo x Reader One Shot

Summary: You go to the Let’s Trip tour and Matt knows who you are.

Word Count: 1236 words

You and your best friend got to the venue early but, there were already 50 people ahead of you in line. You both had your Fresh Love sweats on and decided to take a selfie to remember this moment.

As the doors opened, you could feel your heart begin to race. You and your bestie had been waiting for this moment for months. You had Matt's name written all over your textbooks and he even followed you on Instagram. The Sturniolo Triplets had been a safe escape from reality for you and you couldn't wait to meet them - even just for a minute or two.

As you waited in line, slowly making your way toward the front, you could feel the excitement in the air. "I can't believe we're here", you whispered. "I'm going to pass out", your bestie replied.

It was about an hour wait and you got to talking with the people in line beside you. One girl had flown out from Utah, another from New York. You could imagine being friends with all of them if they lived here too.

There was a girl, maybe 9 years old, ahead of you in the line. She was with her Mom and you could tell that she was freaking out. She hadn't even met them yet and she was crying. "Are you excited to meet them?", you asked.

"I'm so excited," she said with tears streaming down her face. Her mom pulled her into a hug, reassuring her. Her name was Perrie and she was so adorable.

As you made your way around the corner you could see them standing, taking pictures against the tour-branded backdrop.

Perrie clapped her hands over her mouth and you were worried she was about to faint. She was next and she made her way over, bursting into tears.

You and your bestie were at the front of the line. You take a moment to take a deep breath and check your appearance on your phone camera - it'll do.

As Perrie left and you were both called forward, she waved back at you. A grin spread across her face and you couldn't help but smile too.

"Y/n?", Matt said. You froze on the spot. How did he know your name? He followed so many fan accounts, how come he knew you?

"Who's that?", Chris teased.

"Oh my god, is that y/n?", Nick asked, shocked. He seemed like he knew something everyone else didn't but, now was not the time to read into that.

Your bestie looked from you to Matt, and back to you. She was struggling to play it cool as she took your hand and you both approached the boys.

Chris was first, he opened his arms to you both and gave you a big hug. "You smell nice", he said to you. "I like your jacket", you replied.

Nick gave you a hug and as he pulled away he pointed at your Fresh Love sweats. "The green looks good on you", he said. The compliment felt natural and you began to blush.

You turned to Matt. "Y/n, come here," he said, and he pulled you into a hug. He swayed you from side to side, you could feel a smile spread across his face as his cheek pressed against yours.

"This is crazy", he said as he pulled away and gave your bestie a hug too.

You all got into position to take the photo. Your bestie stood between Nick and Chris. Matt pulled you against his side and wrapped his arm around your waist. With the click of a camera, that was it and you were being ushered away. You thought you heard Matt call out but, you couldn't be sure.

You and your friend found somewhere to sit while you waited for the show to start. In the back of the old venue, you found two chairs and sat in the dark whispering excitedly about what just happened.

"I can't believe he knew your name", your bestie whispered. "Did you see the way Chris looked at you?", you asked.

In that moment, you got an insta notification on your phone that read, "[matthew.sturniolo: Thanks for coming. It was great to meet you :)]".

Your heart stopped. You felt silly, you knew he was just being nice. Two notifications followed, "chris (christophersturniolo) started following you" and "Nicolas Sturniolo (nicolassturniolo) started following you".

You showed your bestie the notifications on your phone and she clutched your arm in shock. "Oh. My. God." was all she could manage to say.

As you were trying to process what just happened, a group of 3 girls walked over. They looked a little younger and you could remember them from behind you in the line.

"Are you y/n?", the brunette asked.

Confused, you nodded. "I am. How do you know that?", you asked.

The blonde one stepped forward and jutted out her phone. "Look how Matt was looking at you!".

You took the phone to get a better look. She was showing you a video she had taken of Matt staring at you with a giant grin on his face as you were walking away. Nick and Chris were making fun of how giddy he was.

"Do you know them?", the girl with long dark hair asked.

You returned the phone and shook your head. "Not really. I mean, Matt follows me on Instagram but, we don't DM or anything".

"You're so lucky", says the blonde. "I'm so jealous", says the brunette.

You forced an awkward smile as they walked away. "We have to leave", you demanded as you started to grab your things.

"What? We can't go-" your friend replied. You grabbed her hand and started dragging her to the back exit. The room was full now and you could tell the meet and greet was over.

As you pushed the back door to the exit and ran down the stairs to the street, you could feel your heart beating so fast. You rounded the corner and felt like you hit a wall. As you stumbled back, your bestie caught you.

"Y/n," you heard, "are you leaving?" You looked up and it was Nick. Behind him stood Matt, Chris, and a 300-pound security guard.

"No," you lied, "we were just... hungry."

"We're going to McDonald's if you want to come," said Nick.

He smiled at you and winked. How was this happening? Of all the beautiful girls inside waiting for them, how were you the one they were asking to go to McDonald's with them? Would they have asked anyone else who was trying to run away and forget today ever happened?

"Come on," Matt said, "it'll be fun".

Your bestie linked her arm through yours as you both walked side by side with Nick. He was telling you all about the funniest fan encounters and asked about how long you had been watching their content.

You could feel Matt's eyes burning a hole in the back of your head. You turned to get a quick glimpse but, played it off as having heard a noise behind you. He was staring right at you, biting his bottom lip. He smiled when your eyes met but, you turned back around pretending not to see.

When you got to McDonald's, you all ordered and found a booth in the back corner. You squeezed in from the right, and Matt from the left, and ended up sitting next to each other. Your hand brushed against his and you felt butterflies swarm in your stomach.

You looked up and your eyes met his. "I'm super glad you're here", he said. "Me too", you replied.

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Sturniolo vs Sturniolo Sturniolo Triplets x Reader One Shot

Summary: You’re best friends with the triplets and you help them get over a fight.

Notes: N/a

You're at the triplets' house in LA watching Netflix on your laptop while they record the latest episode of their podcast. Over your headphones, you can hear yelling, and doors slamming.

You see Chris storm down the stairs to his room in the basement and Matt follows closely behind. He walks over to you slowly, looking upset, and slumps down on the couch next to you.

"What happened?" you asked, closing your laptop.

Matt lies down, resting his head on your lap. He never acts like this. This is going to be bad.

"I'm done," he says, "I'm done with this.

You're confused and need more information. "What happened?" you repeated.

He rolls onto his back, head still in your lap, looking straight up at you. "Nick and Chris fighting. I can't take it anymore, it's every fucking day" he explains.

Nick and Chris had been fighting a lot more than usual but, you figured it would pass - it always does. Nick was always the leader as the eldest triplet but, you could tell Chris didn't want to play the role of the idiotic youngest brother anymore.

You ran your fingers through Matt's hair and said, "Let me go and talk to them". You stood up and made your way upstairs.

You knock on Nick's door before opening it and hear him scream from the other side of the door, "fuck off, Matt!"

"It's me," you said as you opened the door slowly to avoid being hit by anything he might throw in your direction.

"Oh" he said sheepishly and patted the spot on the bed beside him. You made your way over and sat down next to him, resting your head on his shoulder. "What's going on?" you asked.

"Chris is being a dick and Matt's playing devil's advocate again", he said.

"Why do you think Chris is being a dick?" you asked. Hoping he would come to the conclusion on his own.

"He's so argumentative, he doesn't ever want to do what we want to do and he just sits around pouting whenever we try to film", Nick explains.

You nod slowly because you do understand where he's coming from. "I think that Chris is at a place where he's not a dumb kid anymore and -" before you can finish, Nick says "he doesn't want to be treated that way."

"Exactly" you nod. You sit up and look at Nick, he's shaking his head in disbelief. "We're lucky to have you, Y/n," he says.

"I'm gonna go talk to Chris", you say. "I hope he doesn't throw a fit", Nick replies. "That's what we're not going to do" you say as you leave his room and shut the door behind you.

As you walk past the middle level, Matt is where you left him scrolling through his TikTok at full volume. He looks up at you and raises his eyebrows as if to ask how it went. You didn't say anything just simply nodded and headed downstairs.

Music was blasting from Chris' room - you could hear it from upstairs. You didn't bother to knock before opening the door. Chris was lying on his bed with his face buried in his pillow. You took the remote to the stereo and turned it off.

"Hey!" he yelled. When he saw it was you, he went back to sulking.

'What's going on, Chris?" you asked as you walked over and sat next to him. He didn't reply and you thought you may have heard a sniffle but, you couldn't be sure.

"Chris," you started as he turned his head away from you. "You can't just sit in here and sulk. You need to talk to your brothers" you said.

"Why? They think I'm just a big fucking baby" he spat before burying his face back in his pillow.

"No one thinks that" you reassure him. "Nick thinks that" he says.

"Nick loves you. He's just so used to being the oldest he-", Chris interrupts you before you could finish, "he treats me like a big fucking baby."

"Not anymore," you start. "It might take some time but, he's not going to do that anymore," you say.

Chris turns to look at you and you can see the tears welling in his eyes. He was never good at communicating and would always bottle up his feelings until he exploded. Case in point.

"I hate when he treats me like that" Chris pouts.

"Sometimes, you need to tell him that," you say, "you might be triplets but, he can't read your mind".

Chris nods. He knows you're right no matter how much he hates to admit it. A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he wipes his eyes with his sleeve.

"Are you OK?" you ask. He nods, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

He jumps on top of you and wraps his arms around you, rolling over and pulling you onto his chest. At that moment, Nick and Matt walk in confused by what they're witnessing. You and Chris are giggling about how ridiculous he is and Matt piles on to join the hug.

Nick crossed his arms and shakes his head. "This is why I treat you like a child" he exclaims.

Chris frees one arm and tries to swing at Nick, still giggling and feeling much better.

"Get in here", Matt says. "Yeah, you guys should call a truce", you add.

Reluctantly, Nick walks over and flops on top of you all. You all roll until you're laying side by side, staring at the flicker of the ceiling light.

"Thank you", Matt whispers. Chris and Nick nod in agreeance.

"We couldn't do any of this without you, Y/n," Nick says. Chris and Nick shake their heads in unison.

"I love you, idiots," you say, with a smile on your face. "We love you more," Chris says as he rests his head on your shoulder.

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A Tour Surprise Sturniolo Triplets x Reader One Shot

Summary: You're best friends with the triplets and you've flown across the country to surprise them on tour.

Notes: N/a

You and MaryLou had been texting to make sure that you can sneak into the venue without them or any of the fans noticing. As you pull up to the venue you can see a line of their biggest supporters circling around the block.

A guy dressed in black with a 'SECURITY' badge meets you at the back door and lets you in through the back entrance. "I'm in," you text MaryLou as you follow the security through a sketchy hallway.

You could hear music in the distance and the sound of excited chattering through the walls and your stomach turned as you held onto the hope that your visit would remain a surprise.

As the security guard opened a door near the end of the hallway, you saw MaryLou appear seemingly out of nowhere and pull you into a hug.

"They have no idea," she said, excitedly, "I can't wait another second".

She placed a lanyard around your neck with a card that said "TALENT- Backstage Access", took you by the hand, and led you toward the curtains on the other side of the room. You heard the chatter get louder and louder and as she pulled back the curtains you saw a long line of fans circling the room behind metal barricades that were keeping everyone safe.

You scanned the room and there they were. Chris was in the far corner with his back toward you, talking to a girl with a grin from ear to ear. Nick was at a table in the center of the room taking selfies with two friends that were wearing your favorite Fresh Love hoodie. Matt was talking to a girl and her Dad less than 10 feet away from you and you felt your heart begin to race.

MaryLou pulled you behind a bollard in the venue and signaled to the security on the other side of the room. He stood up on a chair and took a microphone in his hand, "Alright everyone we're going to take a 10-minute break if everyone could please remain exactly where you are, we have a surprise for the guys."

You could only imagine the confusion on their faces as MaryLou giggled in excitement and gestured for you to walk out.

When you did the fans standing in line saw you before the boys did. Some shrieked, others pointed, and a few slapped their hands over their mouths in disbelief.

"Y/n!" Matt screamed as he collided with you and pulled you into a hug.

Nick apologized to the girls he was standing with as he rushed over and swung his arms around you both. "What the fuck? How are you here?", he asked.

You peered over their shoulders and saw Chris across the room, his mouth hanging open in disbelief. He made his way toward you, his eyes fixed on you, slowly shaking his head.

"Get off. Get off!" he demanded and Matt and Nick pulled away. He grabbed your hand and pulled you into a hug. It felt like his whole body wrapped around you.

You could hear MaryLou giggling behind you. "I told you I had a surprise", she said.

"How were we ever supposed to guess this?" Nick demanded.

"I hope it's OK I'm here", you say. Only just now did you realize that they might not have wanted you here? They may have just wanted to focus on the work.

Chris squeezed you tighter, there was no sign that he would be letting go anytime soon. "We wish you were here all the time", he said reassuringly.

You all share in the excitement until the 10 minutes were up and the boys finally went back.

MaryLou pulled up two chairs for you both to sit at and wait until they were finished. She rubbed your back and whispered, "They needed this".

You couldn't hide your smile no matter how hard you tried. You were thankful to hear that they were happy to have you here because you felt the exact same way. You needed this too.

As proud as you were that they were following their dreams, you missed them so much when they were away and FaceTime just didn't cut it.

As you watched them meet fans and put smiles on so many faces, you couldn't help but think that if anything was going to take them away from home, from you, you were glad that it was this.

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Hey babeee, can u do one where chris asks his crushhhh to prom? Love your writing please never stop bc I fucking love iiiit ;P

Better Late Than Never Chris Sturniolo x Reader One Shot

Summary: Chris confesses his feelings for you at prom.

Word Count: 1618 words

Chris always had a lot of bravado. He could have fooled you into thinking he didn’t give two fucks and that was a part of his charm - it also drove you fucking crazy. He wore chaos like an armour to hide his vulnerability but, every now and then you got to see the softer side of him.

You had met Chris is freshman year when you were paired together for a science project. You both failed because he did nothing, but he made you laugh the whole semester. 

From time to time, you would catch him looking your way and diverting his eyes when he saw that you noticed. He always sat next to you because he wanted to “copy your answers” but, as the years went on, you weren’t convinced.

When he was in a bad mood he would slump down in his seat and rest his head on your shoulder. When he was in a good mood, he would do whatever he could to make you laugh.

Your friends always thought that you and Chris would get together. They always talked about you both being high school sweethearts but, Chris never seemed to make a move. He seemed to always leave you hanging but, you never took it personally. You didn’t think it was intentional.

One afternoon in a freshman year math class, rumors were spreading around the school that you were dating some kid from the hockey team. The first thing that Chris said to you was “I fucking hate that kid.” You shrugged it off. You didn’t even know the guy but, it made you feel good that it made Chris jealous.

As you sat in the back of your English class or front row in Spanish, the teachers would ask repeatedly for you both to stop talking but, it never worked. Going into you senior year you felt like he knew everything about and you knew everything about him too.

Senior year felt different from the very first day. The cliques were changing, your group of friends got smaller and Chris started sitting with Nate.

You tried not to think too much of it, it’s not like the seat beside you was assigned to Chris but, you missed the jokes he made under his breath and the snacks that he snuck into class. Most of all, you missed him.

After 2 years you could finally admit to yourself that maybe you did like him… Really like him and maybe now he didn’t like you back.

The first semester came and went and you spent more time with Nick than you did with Chris. The gazes were few and far between and the jokes became crueler. Nick tried to convince you that it was because he had a crush on you but, you had a hard time believing that.

As your Senior Prom got closer and closer, you were beginning to think that no one would ask. A couple of your friends were going alone and you were happy to tag along. Who remembers their senior prom anyway? You, that’s who.

Matt has asked your friend Amelia and Nick was going with his latest fling - some boy called Jake from your home room. From what you’d heard, Chris hadn’t asked anyone nor was he planning to. He had announced one lunchtime that promposals were “stupid” and that prom itself was “fucking lame”. You didn’t know if he was trying to be the big man or if he actually believed what he was saying but, it made your heart sink a little.

After almost a year of not speaking more than 5 words to Chris at a time, he flagged you down in the hallway. Was he going to ask you to prom? Your heart started racing.

“Do you have those math notes?” he said casually.

Your heart dropped as you shook your heard. “Fuck” he responsed.

“Not you…” he clarified. “Oh yeah, I got that” you replied.

He stood there awkwardly for a second too long before he turned on his heels to walk away.

“Hey, are you not going to prom?” you blurted out, feeling stupid.

He turned back around slowed and leaned up against the locker. “I mean, I’ll probably go…” he started, “don’t wanna miss out on my James Bond moment.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. He had a way about him that made you feel at ease. He was killing you. All you wanted was for him to pull out a poster in front of everyone in the hall and ask you to do your first and last senior prom.

“Well...” you started. “Did you wanna go?” he asked seemingly out of nowhere, “with me, I mean?”

You felt the blood rush to your cheeks. “Oh. Yeah. Sure” you stammered. You could feel the goofiest smile spread across your face and tried your best to hide it. “Cool” was all he said before he walked away. 

On the day of the prom, Chris still hadn’t ‘promposed’ to you. You knew you shouldn't have gotten your hopes up but, you also knew that he knew how much that would have meant to you.

All of your friends were getting ready at your house blasting Taylor Swift as your mom helped everyone with their hair. You chose a light blue dress because you knew it was Chris’ favourite colour and found the perfect tie to match it.

As it got closer to 5 pm butterflies began to swarm in your stomach. This could be the start of something and you were not at all prepared for what that could be.

The doorbell rang 30 minutes later when the boys arrived. They had pulled up in a limo that was going to take you to the prom. Your friends rushed downstairs while you tried to tidy up a little. “Go have fun, sweetheart,” your Mom said as she admired you in your dress.

When you went downstairs, everyone had gone outside to take their pictures. Chris waiting for you, leaning against the balustrade. He turned around when he heard you coming down the stairs. He looked real fucking good in a tux. This was his James Bond moment.

His mouth hung open as he looked you up and down. You thought it was safe to assume that he liked your dress. As you stopped in front of him, you noticed that he was holding something behind his back.

“Hi,” you said awkwardly. “Hi,” he replied with a grin on his face.

He took a step back and pulled a cardboard sign out from behind him that read ‘BETTER LATE THAN NEVER… WILL YOU PLEASE GO TO THE PROM WITH ME?’ Very on brand for Christopher Sturniolo.

You couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled you into a hug. “I’m sorry I didn’t do something more elaborate,” he said.

“This was perfect,” you laughed, “I didn’t need anything.” You meant that. You didn't need anything more than this but, your heart skipped a beat knowing that he did this for you. He did this because he knew it was important to you.

That reminded him that he has gotten you a corsage. He grabbed the corsage from the entry table and slid it onto your write.

“It matches the dress,” he observed. You weren’t sure if he was talking to you or congratulating himself. Probably the latter.

“Should we go outside?” you asked, keen to join the rest of the group.

“In a minute,” he said, checking to see no one was around.

You were confused. He had barely spoken to you for almost a year and now he wanted to have a conversation? Chaotic Chris was back at it again!

He folded his arms across his chest as he tried to figure out what he was going to say. You waited awkwardly hoping this moment would be over soon.

“Y/n…” he started. You waited... And waited.

“I don’t know how to say this…” he continued, “I think I’ve spent a lot of time confusing the heck out of myself and sending mixed signals and trying to figure out what’s going on in your heard… in my head…”

He was making no sense. He was driving a train of thought with no direction and you were beginning to think that he might never get to the point… Until he did.

“I have liked you since freshman year. I have spent years trying not to because you are one of my best friends and I don’t ever want to lose but, I really, really like you y/n and I just wanted you to know that” he said.

You were stunned. Shocked. He said everything that you wanted him to say and still, you didn’t know what to do. You hadn't planned for this part.

“It’s ok if you don’t…” before he could finish his sentence your lips were on his, your arms around his neck, his hands on your waist.

You were the first to pull away and gaze up into his eyes. “I hope that was ok” you asked.

His arms snaked around your waist as a smile spread across his face. He pulled you back in and planted another kiss on your lips. This time it felt like a couple reuniting after years and years apart. It felt natural and passionate and was more than you would have hoped it would be.

When you went out into the backyard hand in hand your best friends squealed in excitement. “Finally!” Nick said as he pulled you both into the picture.

Your Mom had always told you that ‘good things take time’ but, no amount of time could have prepared you for this.  

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Can you do more younger sisters I really love that one you did when help her comfort her with her break up you are so freaking talented

I Hate You, I Love You Sturniolo Triplets x Lil Sister One Shot

Summary: An afternoon with the triplets and their little sister.

Notes: N/a

Their little sister was sat in bed on her laptop. She was happy to have found a couple of hours of peace and quite for herself. She was watching The Summer I Turned Pretty for the second time, infuriated at Belly once again for flip flopping between the brothers. 

Her door flung open as Chris walked in watching TikTok on full volume; Pepsi in hand as always. He would have gotten on everyone else’s last nerve but, she was immune to his chaos.

“You watching this again, bro?” he said as he sat on the bed next to her. “Yeah,” she said, not taking her eyes off the screen. He tried to split his attention between his phone and the show, failing miserably. He shut off the phone and threw it across the bed.

They did this a lot. Sitting in silence, scrolling on their phones or watching something on TV. She knew how much he valued quality time and, with the boys back and forth between LA and Massachusetts, they didn’t get to do this a whole lot anymore.

One thing she didn’t miss was the fact that he talked the whole way through TV shows. He could never keep up with what was happening and when he could, he would commentate as if they weren’t watching the exact same thing. A smile tugged at the side of her mouth as she remembered the countless times they’d argued about this exact “quirk” of his when they were younger. She missed it now.

She pulled a bag of popcorn from behind her pillow and shoveled a handful into her mouth. He whipped his head toward her, “you got popcorn?” he asked. She nodded with a mouthful. “Get it over here,” he said playfully.

As the deb ball started, Nick and Matt walked in wondering what was keeping them so quiet.

“What are you watching?” Nick asked.

Without taking his eyes off the screen, Chris pointed and asked “Have you seen this?”

Nick rolled his eyes. Once again, Chris asked a stupid question with zero context clues.

Matt jumped on the bed next to his sister trying to figure out what they were watching. “Is this Bridgerton?” he asked.

Chris burst out laughing. “Are you stupid?” he asked. “What is this?” Matt directed his question to his sister, shoveling a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

“It’s The Summer I Turned Pretty” their sister responded, ignoring their antics and bracing in anticipation for what was to come.

“Oh my god” Nick said in disgust. He plopped himself onto the beanbag in the corner of her room and pulled out his phone.

She was glad he didn’t ostracize himself anymore - he liked their company even if he didn’t like the movie they were watching or the activity they had all agreed upon. He sat on his phone, scrolling Instagram quietly in the corner. What a delightful contrast he was to Chris at the moment.

Chris jumped up abruptly the second he saw Jeremiah crying. “I gotta piss” he said as he strolled out of the room. She didn’t know if he actually had to pee or if he was off put by this first sign of emotion. She didn’t care. It was finally quiet.

“What did I miss?” Matt asked, confused.

“Is she dead yet?” Nick asked.

“Shhh” she hissed, “don’t ruin it.”

“You know you’ve watched before?” Nick asked, laying the sarcasm on thick. She waved a hand at him as she and Matt kept watching intently.

Jimmy walked in and shut the door quietly behind him. He was holding in laughter as he lay down at the foot of her bed. She paused the show and shared a confused glance with Matt.

“What are you doing?” she said.

Jimmy composed himself, “Chris has pissed of your mother”, he said.

She and Matt chuckled. They weren’t surprised. “He was down there for two minutes” Nick chimed in, rolling his eyes.

Jimmy shook his head in agreement. “You’re not going to want to go down there for another hour” he warned as he got up to leave.

“We’ve got food, we’re sorted” Matt said as he restarted the show.

Before he left, Jimmy turned and asked his daughter “did you finish all your homework?”

She hadn’t. She had been watching TSITP since she got home from school but, she lied “Almost.” Chris always told her to keep the lies short if she wanted them to be believable.

“Get it done, kiddo,” he said as he left the room.

She focussed back on the screen in time to see Susannah talking to her boys. Matt was hiding behind a pillow, Nick was pretending he wasn’t listening.

Chris burst back into the room - chaos in his eyes. Matt and his sister were both in tears when she slammed the laptop shut. She turned to see tears rolling down MAtt's cheeks and fell into a fit of laughter - they both did. They felt pathetic crying for fictional characters but, that’s just who they were. They were both emotional, unlike Nick and Chris.

“Why are you crying, you big babies?” Chris said, tyring to instigate something.

“How are you not a diabetic?” she spat out. That sent her and Matt back into a giggle fit. Nick joined in; she had taken the words straight out of his mouth.

“You guys suck” Chris sulked as he put his Pepsi can on the side. His eyes darted between them as as a grin began to inch across his face. She could tell he was transforming into the most annoying version of himself that she, at all costs, tried to avoid.

He picked up her pink fluffy pillow and started swatting at them, laughing hysterically. She pulled the pillow out from behind her and started to hit him back. This was more than a pillow fight, Chris wanted revenge. He never liked being the butt of the joke.

Nick tackled Chris from behind and pinned him onto the bed. As he thrashed around like a feral rabbit in a bear trap, Matt joined in to keep his legs from flailing around. 

Their sister knew that a pillow to the head wouldn’t cut it and the only thing she could do to make him call a truce was the tickle him like Jimmy did when they were young. “Dad! Help!” she yelled out the door. He was in her room a few seconds later.

“You gotta tickle him” she said. “Nooooo” Chris screamed, “Truce! Truce! Truce!” 

Jimmy ignored him and stuck his fingers into his side, his armpit, the crook of his neck. Chris was tingling all over.

MaryLou rushed in to see what the commotion was and shook her head at the sight. “This is what you get, Chris” she laughed, “actions have consequences.”

“Stop! Stop! I can’t fucking breathe” Chris begged, he was in a better mood now.

“I don’t think I’m gonna move from here for a week,” he said, trying to catch his breath.

“I’ll tickle you all the way to Texas” MaryLou said, still annoyed by godknowswhat.

The kids started laughing at her attempt to make fun of him. If there was one thing that their little sister was certain of it’s that her parents loved them and, even in meaningless moments like watching TV, they found joy and meaning together.