𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗦 ✷ chris evans

f o r t y - n i n e

(A/N: Remember Jeremy is in IW in this story)

"And what can you tell us about this movie?" The interviewer asked the group of Chris Evans and Hemsworth, Emily, Robert, Scarlett, Jeremy, Tom Holland and Mark. "How are you finding this whole thing now that filming has ended."

The group thought before RDJ spoke up. "I think the end of filming has been... tough, but also quite relieving." He explained

"Yeah," Chris Evans agreed "The whole process of filming was quite relentless, as always, but it's a great experience, Y'know?" He looked around at his friends and smiled "these guys are definitely amazing people and it's always a pleasure to work with them." Emily squeezed his hand and smiled.

"And what about your kids? Most of you here are parents, right?" The interviewer continued "How did that interfere with filming?"

Emily swallowed a lump in her throat and looked down.

"It can be quite hard at times." Scarlett nodded "I think I had to bring Rose to set... twice"

"I mean- I don't have kids, so I'm fine." Tom laughed

Mark looked back at Emily and Chris and began to speak. She felt her stomach tie in a knot as she heard the words leave his lips "You had better make the most of this, because in another seven months you'll-"

He was elbowed by Robert and shut up once he realised what he'd done. He threw his hand over his mouth and stood up. "Shit, I'm so sorry-"

Her eyes were burning with tears threatening to spill. Everyone would know. He would know.

"Emily-"

"No-" she stood up and straightened her shirt. "Leave me alone." She walked out of the room and completely broke down. She wasn't ready for this. She wasn't even sure if she was ready to be a mother.

"Miss, are you okay?" A young tech boy asked when he saw her slide down the wall with tears streaming down her face "Miss?"

"Just- Leave- m-e" she sobbed

"Are you sure, Miss Hemsworth? I can-"

"I said leave!" She yelled and he stepped back with a frown. She looked up at him with guilt "I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to shout."

The boy smiled and handed her a bottle of water. "It's okay. I heard the interview and I wanted to say congratulations. You'll make fantastic parents."

"Thank you." She smiled weakly as the door was pushed open. It was Chris. His eyes widened when he saw his Fiancée sat on the floor with tears streaming down her face. He looked at the boy and smiled.

"Thanks for keeping her company, kid." He held out his hand and helped him up from his crouching stance.

"It's no problem, Mr Evans." He nodded "I gave her some water, just shout me if you need anything." He pointed to his name tag "I'm Jordan."

"Thanks, Jordan. And it's Chris."

Jordan grinned and scurried off down the hall with a skip.

"Emily-" He dropped to his knees beside her and pulled her into his chest. She sobbed as he kissed the top of her head "it's okay. We're going to be okay."

"I wasn't ready-"

"I know, Honey." He helped her to her feet and put his hands on her cheeks, kissing her "I know you didn't want him to know yet, but we're in this together, right? We're a team. I won't let him near you or our baby."

"I know..." she slipped her arms around his waist and sighed "why am I so goddamn dramatic?"

"Well, you are an actress." He smirked and she pulled away from him, hitting his chest with a laugh.

"I hate you." She grinned, holding his shirt in both of her hands.

"Shut up." He said before kissing her again "you can't get enough of me."

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A/N:

Hey! Sorry if I wrote this terribly, but the idea was really good.

So thank you -mintieicecreams for letting me steal it 🥺💖 You're an angel 💗