𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 || 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚜

Thirty-One

It's been a while.

I hope you guys enjoy this

Y/n's pov

*A couple weeks later*

"Now that we've dropped off our little ray of sunshine at my brothers house, we can go on our date." Chris said, getting into the car.

I was lost in my thoughts so I didn't hear what he said.

"Babe?" He asked, tapping my arm.

"Hmm?" I looked at him.

"I was saying that since we dropped off Scarlett we can go on our date."

I smiled "Good, where are we going?"

"The beach." His voice was thick with sarcasm.

My jaw dropped "And why aren't we bringing Scarlett with us?"

"It's a nude beach." He joked.

I laughed.

The back of my hand softly hit his chest "Seriously, where are we going?"

"That depends on how you dress, I have several things planned."

"Wow, you are The Man with a Plan, huh?"

He took in a deep breath and laughed at my joke.

"That was a good one, dress however you like, and I'll take you how you dress."

I nodded "Okay, I'll make sure to dress with an unexpected outfit." I giggled.

I grabbed my phone and I unlocked it, looking through my social media.

"If you dress like a clown, I'm taking you to McDonalds."

I belted out with laughter.

The back of my hand softly hit his chest again.

"This is why I still love you, you're so funny!"

He was smiling at me.

And him smiling at me so... lovingly made me blush.

"Stop that." I said, looking away, then I looked back at him.

"You love it when I do that though." He pouted.

"Yes, I do, when you do it for too long I get butterflies."

"You love butterflies, why is that such a bad thing?" He slowed down to a stop at a red light.

"I don't like that they're in my stomach, so stop it." I smiled, not being able to be mad at him.

When the light turned green, he pushed the gas, going forward.

"So, this is probably a bad time to say this but, remember that morning we had a couple weeks ago?" I asked, getting ready to say what I want to.

He smirked.

"Yes, why?" He turned on his blinker to turn right.

"Well, I had a bit of nausea this morning, so I took a pregnancy test."

He looked at me as he turned the wheel.

"Was it positive?"

I didn't answer.

Well, not right away at least.

I just wanted him to feel the suspense I felt this morning.

"What was it, babe?"

"It was positively negative." I smirked.

He looked at my face, realizing what I said.

"Positively negative?"

I nodded, giggling to myself.

"Stop tricking me, just use a "yes" or "no for this question; Are you pregnant?" He asked.

"What are you gonna do if it was?"

"Who do I look like-?" He started to ask.

"Chris Evans." I answered quickly with a smirk on my face, and he stopped talking.

"So, you say I look like him." He said, using the hand that wasn't on the wheel to gesture to me.

"Yes." I said, adjusting my seatbelt so it's not bothering me.

"Do you like that I look like Chris Evans?" He smiled, enjoying this conversation.

Mainly because I keep trying to mess it up.

"Yes, Chris Evans is very sweet and really nice to cuddle and be around after a rough day."

"Also, apparently Chris Evans accidentally posted a dick pic on Instagram." I smirked. (THATS REAL IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW LMAO SORRY I WANTED TO BRING IT UP)

His face went red with embarrassment.

"I wonder who you were gonna send that to. Hmm." I said, tapping my head like I was thinking.

"Okay, that's the line."

He looked at me.

"I'm serious."

I was still smirking.

"Do you want the truth about that picture?"

"No, I just wanted to embarrass you." I smiled.

"You have taken more picture of yourself pregnant with Scarlett."

"Yeah but those pictures were cute, and I was fully clothed."

"Not in all of them." He smirked.

"What?" I asked, wondering how he knew.

He smirked.

"Did you go through my phone?" I asked.

"No, I'm not inconsiderate of your privacy, I caught you once."

"It wasn't like you weren't covering yourself up though."

I huffed, "I hate you."

I smiled.

"No, you don't." He smiled.

"No, I don't." I said, smiling at him as he pulled into our driveway.

"In fact; I lovingly hate you."

"That test was negative wasn't it?"

I shook my head before getting out of the car.

"No."