Best friends

The talk

Scarlett P.O.V 

I'm worried about him. I haven't seen him this down ever. I think it's because of his mental health but I'm scared. I know he had anxiety but...i don't know. I guess I'm just scared that he'll kill himself or something. 

"Scarlett," Oh no. He never calls me by my first name. It's always Scar or something, never Scarlett. "We've known eachother for a long time now and you have helped me in so many ways. You are my best friend but I don't think I'm going to be able to do the movie with you." The movie? That's what this is about? But why doesn't he want to do the movie with me? "I-i. I like you Scarlett." WHAT! He likes me?! OMG that is what this is about. I feel a weight lifted off my shoulders and I sigh. "I-I've liked you since the last days of filming the perfect score. I know you don't like me back but I just felt I needed to tell you because i felt like you deserved to know and-" I cut him off by kissing him. One short but passionet kiss. When our lips separate, I want more but I shake that thought from my head. He looks at my surprised, 

"What? You were talking too much." I say to him with a smirk on my face. He looks down and says, 

"But you have a-a boyfriend. And he is my friend..." He starts to realise what happened and I do too. OH MY GOD I JUST KISSED CHRIS FUCKING EVANS. OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT. I HAVE A FUCKING BOYFRIEND!!! "Scar, we are screwed. We messed up big time. Oh god." He says this with pain in his voice and dropping a sigh at the end. "I'm sorry Scar. I-i have to go." I don't even say anything. He leaves giving me one last kiss on my cheek and I feel like if he is never coming back. 

The moment he leaves I start crying. I break down and fall to the ground. 

Chris P.O.V 

When Scarlett kissed me I felt butterflies on my stomach and so I'm telling her that it's not okay because she has a boyfriend. I leave because I don't want to be a problem and the second I leave the house, I hear a thud coming from inside. I can't help myself but go inside quickly and make sure she is okay. When I enter the house again, I see her on the floor crying. Oh no. My Scar. I kneel down to be near her and pull her into a hug. 

"Oh Scar. I'm sorry. Shush...Shush..." I say to her trying to calm her down and being reassuring by telling her it's okay. After a while of just me and her hugging, she finally calms down and so we can have a conversation. "So...we kissed." I tell her awkwardly. She chuckles and responds, 

"Yep. We did. And I cheated on my boyfriend. God. I'm such a mess. I'm sorry Chris. I'm too messed up right now and it's kind of eating me alive." She says this chuckling which worries me. "I'm sorry for getting you into this mess. I want to disappear right now. Or just get away somewhere. Somewhere far away from everything. No paparazzi following me around and no drama. That would be nice." She says closing her eyes probably imagining how different life would be if we weren't famous. 

"Yeah it would be nice...but I guess in part I'm very grateful because I wouldn't have met you." I say to her softly and smile. She looks at me and smiles back. I feel butterflies in my stomach and I feel at peace.  "Okay so let's say this, when we finish our movie, I will take you up to a country house. We won't tell anyone we are leaving and we just have like a week all for ourselves or even if you want, I'll leave you and you can go alone." She smiles again but this time bigger.

"That would be perfect. But you are coming too. We need a best friend-week. And maybe each year we can do the same thing over and over again. So IF we separate, and I cannot stress the IF enough, we can catch up with all the problems and fun things that have happened to us." I smiled at her and helped her stand up. I hadn't even realised that we were sitting on the floor. We walk towards the sofa and start planing our get-away. I could sense Scarlett's excitement because she couldn't stop talking. It makes me smile. 

How can a woman make me so happy? I don't know but what I'm sure is that she is all I think about. And I love her for that. I don't think she knows how much I care for her. Everything about her makes me smile: how she laughs and he cheeks turn red, her smirk, her little hands, her lips... I could go on for days and days. She is the source of my happiness and I can't believe I get to be her best friend. Yeah, I wish we were something more and I hope one day we will but right now I'm just happy by knowing her. I wish more people could see her through my eyes because they would see the most beautiful person in the world. They would see a child hidden in a grown up body. Someone that makes you laugh every single day. Someone that you always want to be with. That someone is my best friend. And I love her so fucking much. Even more than she loves herself and I can't wait to tell her. But that's not going to happen until at least a couple of years. Sad, right? Well, not really because I get to see her. And she is amazing. 

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