His Assistant

Is It A Date?

Today Chris and I were going to the boat festival, Chris went to visit some friends all day so I was home alone, I cleaned the house and made myself breakfast and lunch, I mean there wasn't much to clean up, Chris was a tidy person, always cleaned up after himself.

The week had went by pretty smoothly, Chris was actually nice to me, I mean we didn't really get to sit at home together, we're always out doing Chris' interviews or he went out with his friends, or his family, sometimes it felt like he was trying to keep himself busy so he wouldn't be around me but he's a celebrity, I was just his assistant and his makeup artist, his chef, his maid but I shouldn't really expect Chris to treat me like his friend, he was paying me to do a job.

By the time I finished scheduling his appointments, meetings and interviews for next week it was already 4:30pm Chris and I had to reach the harbor for 6:30pm, which meant I had an hour to get dress and an hour to reach the harbor, it was a boat so I didn't want to dress too Over the top but also there were going to have a lot of rich people there, to add more pressure to it I was going with Chris Evan though we would be on a both it's Chris Fucking Evans someone would obviously recognize him.

I took a shower, I put on light makeup because I didn't know what the temperature would be like I didn't want to melt my face off, I did my eyebrows, covered up my pimple scars that cover a good portion of my face with foundation and concealer, a little contouring, little highlight and a soft nude lipstick, I did my hair after, just simple beach curls, then I grabbed my ruffled long sleeve wrap dress, I grabbed my nude hand bag and nude boots to match. As I put everything on, touching up my makeup a little I called Chris to let him know I finished getting dressed and I was about to leave but he didn't answer, I walked downstairs to makeup show the house was cleaned and locked up before we left, even though Chris was in a safe neighborhood I was so accustom living by myself in a shitty apartment complex that I feel uneasy when it's not locked up, I tried Chris once more and he still didn't answer  which was making me believe that maybe just maybe he was setting me up for how I've been treating him when I first met him but we've been so well to each other for the last two weeks so I didn't know if I had done something wrong, or he just didn't care that much that he forgot about me.  Just as I was about to sit on the couch, I heard someone honk outside, I looked through the camera and saw a limo pulled up in front the house, i furrowed my eyebrow, was Chris expecting someone? They needed a code to come through the gate, maybe if I done go outside they'll get the message that no one's home and leave.

Then I saw him, sunglasses over his eyes, a white shirt, buttoned down letting his tattoos on his chest peek through, the sleeves hugged his arms tightly, a Khaki long pants and a pair of brown desert boots, I just stared at him through the camera the door swung open,

Chris: "ready?"

Y/n: "hmm..."

I turned to see him, as he stood there looking at me I couldn't help but stare once more, how could one person be so handsome, so imperfectly perfect, he bit his lip and walked towards me which made my knees a little weak to be honest, he was now in front of me he leant down to my level, he placed a kiss on my cheek and whispered,

Chris: "you look beautiful...when you're done drooling can we go?"

I eyes widen, my cheeks turned red, was it that obvious, of course it was, I stood there for 5 minutes staring at him.

Y/n: "I umm wasn't staring just...."

Chris: "hmmm.."

He hummed then walked out the door, Chris Evans called me beautiful, wait I didn't compliment him back is he gonna get upset? Was it a sympathetic compliment because I looked awful, all these thoughts rush through my head as I walked towards the limo.

The entire ride I tried to make conversation but it'll always ended up with something to do with work, At this point I completely ran out of work related stuff to talk about and we sat in silence,

Chris: "so you date a lot?"

I was a bit taken back by the sudden interest in my love life but again I'm probably over thinking it and he's just trying to make conversation,

Y/n: "not anymore...just focusing on myself at the moment..."

Chris: "what would you say is your type?"

I grazed my tongue against my bottom lip then biting it, I crossed my legs because of my nerves yet, every move I made he just stared at me which was a bit unlike him,

Y/n: "Funny, smart, as much as people wanna say looks doesn't matter I think everyone thinks there partner is attractive in some way so good looking would be one...ummm ambitious...hard working...Loyal...family oriented is a big part...and if the guy has a nice body I don't mind..."

As I said those words every single quality described Chris, maybe I was getting too close and the way in which he was acting maybe he was too but once AGAIN I was probably just over thinking it,

Chris: "you're not looking but what if someone great comes along?

I let out a low chuckle, I kinda wondered why the sudden interest in my relationship,

Y/n: "of course I would date him I'm not that stupid to miss a good opportunity with a great guy.....?"

Chris was probably just asking me about my dating life to make conversation but I was asking because I was genuinely curious, of course I saw the articles about who he was potentially dating at the moment but nothing was ever confirmed but as far as I knew it wasn't true, I literally scheduled how this man's life goes and not once was there a date to be set,

Chris: "same.."

Well that was fucking anticlimactic, I just smiled, I did want to ask more but he wanted a day without people introducing in his personal life so I just left it alone, just then the limo stopped, the chauffeur came out and opened the door for us, Chris came out first as I slid across ready to step out, Chris reached for my hand helping me out,

Chris: "ready for our date?"

He asked still holding on to my hand, we walked towards the pier,

Y/n: "is it a date?"

He keep walking, his fingers intertwined in mine, he turned his head a little to look back at me with a cheeky smile on his face,

Chris: "if you want it to be.."