MARVEL IMAGINES

CHRIS EVANS || Beer Pong

Shoving your phone into your pocket, your eyes scanned the crowd. There were people everywhere, each of them stuck into their own little world. You simply watched everyone around you with a twinge in your stomach for a moment before you felt a nudge in your side.

"You coming?" Remi asked, her signature smirk carried across her lips. She was the typical party girl. Tall, beautiful, and not to mention undeniably mesmerising. She grabbed your hand, pulling you further into bunches of people.

"Why did I agree to this?" You complained, throwing your head back in child-like anger. Laughter bubbled from Remi as she called out above the noise.

"Because you're my best friend and you loveeee me."
You rolled your eyes, trying to hide your smile. "I do love you, but I don't particularly love parties." You sighed, voices fading away as you entered the kitchen.

There were a few people in there, hardly any of them speaking. One couple made out on the island counter, other people scattered in the large room with cups in their hands.

"Well lucky I've got some magic potion that will automatically make you loovve parties." She winked, shaking the bottle of alcohol in one of her hands. You held your hand out.

"Pour me up."

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You disregarded the red cup in your hand as Remi once again tapped you uncontrollably.
"Yes?" You asked, narrowing your eyes at her as much as you could.

"Let's go over there." She grinned, pointing not so subtly at the group of boys at the beer pong table. You looked at them for a moment. They were all fairly good looking... the four of them. Some of them did look familiar too, but you didn't know how. You looked to Remi and hesitated.

"Nope. I don't wanna see that face you do when you are not willing to do something no Y/N no." She rambled, beginning to drag you over to the boys, "we are playing beer pong."

You swiftly made your way over as one of them swiftly downed the cup in front of them.
"We would like to play some Beer Pong. Leave." She demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. One of the boys snickered.

"Sorry lovely, but we were here first." He shrugged, resetting the cups. Your jaw almost dropped at the sound of his voice. He was Australian. That simple fact made him even hotter.

"You've been here for ages! It's our turn!" She whined, before freezing in her tracks, "wait a minute... how about two of you play against me and Y/N and whoever wins can keep playing." She got a little too excited then, smiling widely as she jumped up and down. She was definitely pissed as a nit.

"Who said I was playing." You laughed, raising your eyebrows. One of the boys chuckled at you, making you smile back at him. The two of you locked eyes for a moment, before the Australian broke the both of you out of your thoughts.

"Chris. You and me are going to play against the girls. We're gonna smash 'em." He smirked, pulling the boy you just smiled at to the front of the group. He clapped him on the chest, "Okay, Chris."

You paused for a moment, did they just call each other Chris? You shrugged it off quite quickly though. That would be strange, having two best friends share a name.

The game progressed, and so did the friendship between the collective 6 of you. You did find our that the two boys names were in fact Chris. The Australian being a Hemsworth, the other- your personal favourite- being an Evans. The other two were a Brit and a Romanian American. Weird.
You bonded more with Chris Evans than what you did with the other three. He seemed the sweetest, regardless of their soberness. Remi did also seem to get along with the Romanian, so that was good too.

That night was definitely a night to remember. You left that party with 4 new numbers and a few positive memories.

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WRITTEN BY ELLE