As me and Chris are walking I notice again he's being distracted and nervous.
I don't know why but I get closer to him and hold his hand. Chris looks at me but I keep looking straight forward acting like this is normal for us.
His hands are so big yet soft and gentle.
I instantly noticed a bit change in chris he much calmer now but til a bit distracted. Like he looking for something or someone.
"Are you okay?" I ask him
"Huh? Yeah" we keep waking.
"These shoes look nice" I stop Chris and show him these black shoes to match with his tux.
"No I have shoes at home it okay" he assures me
"No these one will look better" I tell him
All of a sudden we hear a crowd yell "Chris" "mr Evans" "captain America"
Chris pulls me into the shoe shop
"What's wrong?" I ask him.
"The fucking paparazzi is here!!" he yells "they follow me fucking everywhere" he puts his hands on his head. "Bad idea bad idea" he mumbles "why did I take to a public places knowing this would happen"
I have never heard Chris yell. Like mad yell.
"What's so bad about this?" I ask him confused "they will take a few pics that's it"
"So you okay with it?" Chris asks
"Yeah I could literally give zero shit about what others think" I tell Chris. I really couldn't care plus I'd like to see what the interested has to say about me. I'm the person that rather likes people to say shit to my face rather then my back. "Relax Chris let's buy your shoes and get out of here" say
"Okay. Thanks I guess" Chris smiles and picks up some shoes
"These look nice you want them?" I ask Chris kind of forcible him to say yes
"Relax I'm just looking at them" he says and picks up other shoes
"These are very-" Chris gives me a annoyed look "okay sorry" "just tell me what you like"
I sit down on a seat a wait for Chris to choose his shoes. While waiting I get a phone call From who other then my sister
"Hey is everything okay?" I ask. Usually she doesn't call me unless it something important
"Why do you always think something is wrong when I call ?" Amelia asks. I could feel her role her eyes, even tho I couldn't see her I just knew it.
"So what's up"
"Okay so just wondering are you doing something this weekend?" She asks
"Other then your wedding no, why?"
"Oh nothing just make sure you and that fuck buddy of yours are free" Amelia says. Funny
"He's not my fuck buddy, we are friends" I tell her. That's what I tell everyone but myself.
"Hmm why do I remember him starting a fight at my bachelorette party? Because what I guy asked to dance with you" She shoots at me
"Shut up you were drunk, what do you remember" I shoot back. "But I don't think Chris is busy"
"Okay no problem, that all talk to you later. Bye love you" she and the cal
"Bye" I say after the call has ended, when I look up I see Chris has chosen his shoes
"These ones? Really" I joke
"What you don't like them?" He asks me in fear and look around for other shoes
"Relax they look nice. Perfect with your outfit" I tell Chris then take the shoes from him
"You really don't have to pay" he says holding my hand to stop me
"I really want too" I pull my hand away from his and go pay for the shoes "see now we are 50/50" I give Chris his shoe box. "Okay more like 30/70" "No okay 20/80"
"Get over it I paid for your shoes, it's not a big deal. I paid for one pair of shoes-" I interrupt him
"And for that shitty motel, for every dinner and lunch, for clothes. You pay for everything"
"Get over it!" Chris says as we walk out the store
Now I notice Chris just acting normal, finally!
As we are walking there the paparazzi pop out of nowhere Chris quickly grabs my hand I don't even know why, but the butterflies in my stomach were going crazy.
All of a sudden there is a whole crowd around us.
Shit I didn't know it was this bad.
I mean I thought there gonna take a few picks then ask questions Ohh boy was I wrong they just crowd around you trapping you, and the flash in my eyes I swear I'm about to get a seizure.
"This was a very bad idea" I yell over to Chris as he has his grip around my arm tightly as he try's get out of this crowd, I could see he was being as nice as he could bur in this situation I don't think anyone could handle it like Chris is
"I'm sorry" I hear him say "please stop" he mumbles in between
"Chris you were right I can't handle this" I say
Chris didn't hesitate he bend down and kisses me, not removing his lips from mine.
Really kissing me right now?
"Wah-what-"
"It to hide your face" he says and kisses me again
Then as the picture stop he quickly pulls us out of the crowd and we quickly run away.
After we get to the parking lot I rest my hand on my knees and try catching my breath "holy shot was-" Chris cuts me off with a kiss
He hold my body close to his sliding his arm up my back and down to my ass,he softly slides his tongue in my mouth.
Holy shitttttt!!!
The way he kisses me.
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FanfictionY/n's sisters wedding is coming up. Her mother requested Y/n bring a date with her. Y/n being the loner she is, she doesn't have anyone to bring with her. One night Y/n is having a terrible night after she quite her job and her car broke down. S...
