You know, if you think about it, our friendship aside, maybe we’ve just been using each other to feel alive. I’m not expecting anything more. So if all you can think about is kissing me, don’t stop on my account.
i luv u maggie but blease………. let her explain herself. i know its expected for everyone to just start flipping shit but like… avas def gonna explode and take down a ship if she keeps getting screamed at.
Imagine Chris getting the first flight back to you.
A/N: Part 4! Ughhh, so much angst. Damn you, brain. Whhhhyyyyy? On a brighter note, how cute was Seb and Ava trying to save the day? (Talk about best friends for life.) You can read the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader - Masterlist’, ‘Little Ways Away - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3)
The line cut off and the dial tone droned; Chris stood there stunned with the phone still pressed to his ear. What had just happened? How did things go so wrong, so fast? His hand dropped to his side in defeat as his thumb ended the call on his end. He looked around his vicinity; he watched the strangers on the street, looking for someone- a sign, something- anything to tell him he was dreaming, that you didn’t just break up with him. You didn’t break up with him, you couldn’t have. The two of you had a life to live out together- there was a plan to follow, a destiny to fulfill…This was never part of that plan, he wasn’t meant to lose you. What had he done? Why did he call? Why did he say what he didn’t mean? There were a million questions that he wanted an answer to, but the most prominent one, begging for an immediate answer was “can I get her back?”
“Taxi!” Chris called as he held out an arm. He knew what would happen if he left without saying a word; he knew if he didn’t get back before he was due to film his next scene- Kevin, the Russo brothers, and his cast would have a fit; he knew all that, but he also knew none of it mattered if you were no longer a part of his life. “Hey, taxi!” He yelled again, catching the attention of a passing cabbie who sensed his urgency and pulled up in front of him.
“Chris!” Sebastian caught Chris getting into a cab as he came out of the bar the rest of the cast and crew were in. “Chris!” He called and jogged a few steps, trying to stop the cab that was pulling away from the curb. “Chris, wait!” He yelled and waved into the rear view mirror, but the cab was already on its way to the airport. “Where the hell are you going, man? You’ve still got my phone.” He mumbled to himself, pulling Chris’ phone out of his pocket to see that Chris had texted before he could call. “Y/N broke up with me,” he read under his breath then gasped, “what? I need to go sort things out, I’ll get your phone back to you later,” he continued then sighed. “I don’t care about my phone, just fix your relationship before it’s too late.” He wanted to text that back, but he didn’t knowing Chris was going through enough. He slipped Chris’ phone back into his pocket and returned to the bar to explain his best friend’s situation to the executive producer.
Chris found himself looking at your number, his thumb hovered over the call button. He knew if he called you now- even without his number- you’d just ignore his call; you were going to ignore all calls. He needed to see you in person, he needed to deal with this whole situation in person. He turned off Sebastian’s phone to rid himself of the temptation and just focused on what he was going to say to you when he got back to Los Angeles.
Sebastian’s pocket started buzzing before he could re-enter the bar, he narrowed his eyes as he pulled out Chris’ phone; ‘Ava’ popped up on the screen. Now he knew who Ava was because both you and Chris had told him a few times about your best friend and how she was a huge fan, but this wasn’t his phone. He stared at it for a little while more, then decided to answer hoping he could join forces with your best friend to help bring the two of you back together.
“Chris, oh my God!” Ava started rambling the second Sebastian picked up. “What the fuck just happened?” She asked and he wished he knew. “Y/N just left for work, but I’m pretty sure she’s crying in the stairwell- Are you okay?” He tried to talk, but she continued before he could. “Of course you’re not, she’s not either. I hope you do know you’re not actually broken up, so don’t go hook up with a stranger to spite her because that will actually end the relationship. Are you even there? Can you please say-”
“Not Chris,” Sebastian cut Ava off and her breath hitched in her throat because she recognized his voice. “He borrowed my phone and left his with me. He’s headed for the airport now to go back to LA to talk to Y/N, so I think we can relax.” Ava didn’t know what to say, she was still a little starstruck by Sebastian. Unlike you, this was the first time she’d spoken to a celebrity other than Chris; it made things more difficult because she had a bit of a crush on Sebastian. “Are you still there? Can you please say something?”
“Um- sorry, I’m here.” Ava cleared her throat, strengthening her shaky voice. “He’s on his way back?” She quizzed then smiled when she heard Sebastian noise confirmation. “Oh, thank God. I was freaking out, it’d be such a waste if they didn’t live happily ever after. I’ve never seen two people so happy together, their love is a love worth fighting for.”
“It is,” Sebastian nodded in agreement. “Which is why you’re going to have to keep an eye on Y/N until Chris gets there, make sure she doesn’t do anything she’ll regret. I know she’s not the type, but she’ll definitely attract guys who think she’s a damsel in distress. We don’t want any more misunderstandings and unnecessary complications, things are already messy enough.”
“I keep telling them to talk, but they don’t listen.” Ava sighed. “They always wait until the last minute when things are messy to sort it out. Do you even know how they got together? It was like a freaking movie, had me on the edge of my seat and wanting to rip all my hair out.” Sebastian laughed and Ava smiled, “anyway, it was really nice talking to you. I’m such a huge fan, I’m definitely going to scream into a pillow when I hang up.”
“It was nice talking to you too, Ava,” Sebastian smiled. “You take care of those crazy kids and I’m sure we’ll get to meet at their wedding.” Ava chuckled. “I should go, I gotta go do my job as Cap’s right hand man and save his ass.” Ava laughed then covered her mouth when she realized she was laughing too loudly. “He’s lucky Kevin’s rooting for him and Y/N, otherwise he’s going to be in a lot of trouble.”
“You’re a good friend.”
“So are you,” Sebastian replied then hung up, leaving Ava to do exactly as she’d told him; she screamed into a pillow. She looked up, laughing when she realized she’d scared Dodger. First, her best friend befriends then dates Chris Evans; second, Chris Evans’ adorable dog comes and lives with the two of you; now, she’d spoken to Sebastian Stan. If things weren’t so complicated between said best friend and Chris Evans, she’d be a lot happier.
The door opened and she turned, frowning when she saw you walk in. It’d only been half an hour since you left, so you must’ve changed your mind about going to work. You didn’t even throw a glance her and Dodger’s way as you walked to your bedroom, closing the door behind you. You’d texted Jack telling him you couldn’t make it, and was going to get a cab down to LAX to get a last minute flight out to Atlanta. You couldn’t just let Chris go like that, you needed to apologize and fix things before it was too late. All of it happened because of you, he didn’t do anything wrong; you were the one at fault. You had money, enough for a flight to Atlanta because that was what you’d been saving for with all your extra shifts. The original plan, however, was for you to fly down for to surprise Chris for his birthday- not this.
You stripped yourself from your work clothes and changed into your best red dress- the one you’d worn on your very first date with him. You wiped your tears, applied on some makeup, then fixed your hair. By the time you were done, you didn’t look like a girl who’d just spent half an hour crying in the stairwell. You slipped on your black heels and your trench coat, then stuffed your passport, wallet, and phone into a clutch before you walked back out.
“Whoa,” Ava breathed when she saw you; she was definitely worried about where you were going looking like that. “Um- what are you doing?” She asked, but you ignored her. “Y/N?” She followed you as you made your way to the front door. “Why are you so dressed up? Y/N-” she grabbed your elbow before you could leave and you stopped, but didn’t turn around. “Where are you going?”
“I’m going out, Ava,” you told her in a vague tone. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be back. Just- in a few days,” you mumbled under your breath and Ava grew incredibly concerned. “Relax,” you told her and she frowned, wondering just how she was meant to do that. “Take care of Dodger until I get back? There are some things I need to sort out before I know where he’s going to stay.”
“He’s not going anywhere because you and Chris-”
“I’ll talk to you later,” you pulled your elbow out of her grip then left before she could say anything else. You knew she would run after you so you rushed down the flight of stairs, hoping she would chase if she couldn’t see you. And she didn’t chase, but she did call after you; she didn’t know if you could hear her, but she had to try.
Request: Are you taking requests? If so could you do one where Finn asks Noam Dar to watch Ava so they can have a date night and possibly work to give Ava a baby brother or sister, and Noam and Ava have this cutesy fun night?
A/N: I’M GIVING THE PUBLIC WHAT THEY WANT! These two with kids is utter cuteness, happiness, adorableness… + their friendship… I LOVE IT, ALRIGHT.
“Love, we need to leave in fifteen minutes.” Finn called out the final warning on time. You finished applying your red lipstick, a smile on your face. “I’m almost done.” You yelled back. Your heart thudded in your chest as you rested your hands against the vanity’s countertop.
“Mommy?” Three year old Ava’s voice caught your attention. “You look so pretty!” She squealed, clapping her hands together. She hurried over to where you were and climbed into the chair that was nestled underneath the cabinet. Placing her hands on top of the counter, she gazed up at you, admiring you for a moment. Her piercing blue eyes studied yours as she pointed to your lips.
“Red!” She said excitedly. She then tapped her delicate index finger against her own set of lips. You smiled and dabbed a small bit of the lipstick onto her lips, watching as she smacked them together as she saw you do. “I’m pretty!” She giggled quietly, her locks of dark hair falling around to frame her face.
Second in a trio of lesbian fairy tales for Abby. Inspired by this post for @blimeyhermione. Sorry it took so long, doll. See the other two here and here.
Ava Monroe was not a particularly outgoing girl. She was a notorious homebody, with a deep love of books and cuddling. She had always wanted to be a famous writer. It was the one extroverted wish in her tremendously introverted heart. To be adored for her words and the creation of worlds.
She was a good writer, with a flair for the romantic, but exposure was hard to come by when you feared rejection more than solitude; when you created more colorful lands in your imagination than existed in the real world. So Ava started wishing. She wished every night for a publisher to take a chance on her—on one book. That’s all she would need, she was sure of it. And so, she waited, she wrote, she submitted, and she wished. And, unlike our mundane reality where that might not be enough, something magical happened—with just a little nudge.
Ava was home after work, sitting with her tea in her hands and her feet tucked underneath her on the couch. She heard a knock at her door. She looked at it for a moment, and then went back to watching the movie. She wasn’t home for whoever was there. She hadn’t ordered food, and no one was supposed to come over, anyway. The knock came again. Ava rolled her eyes and increased the volume. And then, the air crackled with energy and a flash of lightning came from under her door. Ava yelped in shock.
“Mortal, if I must knock a third time, you will not like what happens to the door. Open it,” came a clear, lightly accented voice. Ava shivered. She steeled herself and stood. She padded quietly to the door and opened it the tiniest crack, to see who it was.
(The Chris Evans Mini Series Spin-off - One Shots)
Imagine you and Chris helping your two best friends fall in-love.
A/N: Here’s a little bonus piece for all those who are shipping Seb and Ava. I am too, so this piece is 😍 It was so much fun to write, I am so glad I did it. But yes, after this I’ll be taking a short break to get Chapter 4 ready. I might get a few one shots in, but I am not making any promises as the series will be my main focus. Anyway, I love you all. #SebAva2k17, am I right? ❤️(You know I love you, @chrisevans-imagines) You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’ and ‘Little Ways Away’ - Masterlist; ‘She Said Yes: Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5A/5B/5C/5D/Epilogue’)
Ava and Sebastian watched you and Chris at the dinner table, smiling at how sickly sweet the two of you were being. You and Chris were so lost in your own world, with the heart eyes and the whispering of sweet nothings into each other’s ears. It made sense; not only were the two of you soul mates, you were both still caught up in the post-engagement glow. It was probably little overwhelming for the single people around you, but the only two that were around at that moment were Ava and Sebastian. They were your best friends after all and they could only feel joy for the both of you, as well as bask in the romantic vibes you were radiating and use it to their advantage.
At least- that was Sebastian’s plan. After months of texting and calling and FaceTiming, he finally met Ava in person. He got to hug her, sit beside her, and talk to her without being miles away. There was no longer a device, or a screen- it was just him and her, and it was everything he’d imagined it’d be. He closed his eyes and could picture doing this- being with her and making it like you and Chris had. He knew that meant something, and so he decided he wasn’t going to leave LA without first taking Ava out on a proper date.
“Do you want some?” Chris asked you, scooping some of his tiramisu onto his spoon and holding it out in front of you. You smiled and ate off his spoon, then you both turned when you heard Ava and Sebastian groan. “What?” Chris asked with a unshakeable smile, taking your hand under the table. You met each other’s gaze, smiles reaching your eyes. “Can’t a man feed his fiancée?”
“She has the exact same dessert right in front of her!” Ava gestured to your plate of uneaten tiramisu, drawing laughter from everyone on the table. “God, I know you’re in-love, but can the two of you be less sickening? There are other people at the table, please remember that before you sweep your fiancée off her feet and take her right then and there.”
“Ha ha ha,” Chris laughed sarcastically.
“You’re only acting like that ‘cause there’s some truth behind it, Chris,” Sebastian egged it on and you threw your napkin across the table at him. He laughed and dodged it, “did you redo your blush, or is that all natural?” He teased you and you scoffed with a smile, pressing your hands against your red hot cheeks.
“Screw you, Seb,” you giggled, leaning into Chris as he wrapped an arm around you. You felt his lips press against your hair and you heard him snicker. “You’re just jealous you don’t have what we have.” Sebastian rolled his eyes at you then shared a cheeky smile with Ava. “You know what,” you began when you suddenly remembered that you were trying to get them together. “If the two of you find us so sickening, we’ll leave you alone.”
Ava’s breath caught in her throat and she widened her eyes at you and Chris, subtly shaking her head. “What, no.” She managed a shaky laugh as she pretended like she wasn’t on the verge of hyperventilating. “We’re just teasing, you don’t have to go anywhere.” She was not ready to be alone with Sebastian Stan in person, she needed you and Chris to buff the situation. “We’re just teasing. Right, Sebastian?”
“I wouldn’t mind finishing the rest of my dessert without having to deal with a sickly sweet couple,” Sebastian answered, subtly beckoning the two of you out with his eyes and his head. You and Chris nodded, biting back your smiles. “And from the look on their faces, they’re just using our mistreatment as an excuse to be alone.”
“Yes we are,” Chris nodded, taking your hand and pulling you to your feet as he got to his. “C'mon, sweetheart. Let’s grab a blanket and have cake under the stars.” He took his plate and you took yours, walking out to the backyard. You both glanced back at Ava and Sebastian as you did, each giving your respective best friend a smug smile. Chris earned a grateful smile from Sebastian, whereas Ava shot you a death stare. You giggled as you turned away. Chris swept a blanket off the back of his couch and you both disappeared out the sliding doors, leaving Ava and Sebastian alone for the first time, but hopefully, not the last.
“So how’ve you been?” Sebastian asked, turning full body to face Ava. She held her breath and nodded with a nervous smile, spooning more of her dessert into her mouth. He could sense her nerves and thought he could calm her with his touch, so he placed a hand over hers. “Ava-” He cut himself off and withdrew when he felt her tense up even more. “Sorry,” he winced with a soft chuckle. “I’m as nervous as you are, does that notion calm you a little?” He quizzed, biting his lower lip like he always did as he watched her with hopeful eyes.
“A little,” she nodded after a moment of hesitation. “Only because I feel like you’re just saying that to make me feel better.” He responded to that with a hand gesture that said “kind of, yeah.” She managed a smile, “I don’t know, this is all very surreal. There are days where I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that my best friend is engaged to Chris Evans. I feel like I’m living in one of her stories, y'know? It’s weird, I’m not sure if I’m dreaming or if it’s actually happening.”
“It’s happening,” Sebastian confirmed with a nod. “And I’m glad it is, I’ve never seen Chris so happy before.” His gaze fell behind Ava’s shoulder, and Ava’s gaze followed. “Look at them,” he chuckled. “I feel like I’m watching a romantic comedy, it’s ridiculous how cute they are together.”
“Cue the montage music,” Ava agreed, smiling.
You and Chris were outside on the grass and on a blanket, laughing as you fed each other cake. Chris scoffed when you booped his nose with some of the cream, then pounced and tackled you under him. He nuzzled his creamy nose into your neck, making you shriek with laughter as you tried to push him off you. He stopped nuzzling, but remained on top of you as he dipped his head to kiss your lips. Your arms snaked around his neck and you smiled when he broke the kiss, lifting your head to kiss him again.
“I guess there is a perfect someone for everybody,” Sebastian said as his gaze returned to Ava.
Now Sebastian didn’t know if Ava was perfect for him yet, but it sure did feel that way. They had a lot in common; the same interests, principles, values, and personality traits. On paper, they were perfect for each other. In theory, they could last a lifetime. But love wasn’t something you could figure out scientifically, there were other things to consider like romance, chemistry, and passion. Sebastian and Ava definitely had that, they had a connection that couldn’t be ignored even over the phone. All that was well and good, but neither could really judge how well they would work together until a date happened. A date was always going to be the deciding factor to whether or not two people could work. Would sparks fly when their lips touched? Would his heart flutter when a smile broke out on her face? Would her laughter sound like music to his ears? Would he have her to stand by him through everything? Would he be able to wake up next to her for the rest of his life?
These were all questions that could only be asked when he started dating her, or should one say when he summed up the courage to ask her out. He’d been contemplating for a while now, afraid if he asked too soon he’d seem pushy, or cocky- like he expected her to say yes because she was a fan of his. But then again, if he wanted too long there was the chance of her getting swept off her feet by another man. That feeling was not a fun one to feel, even if it was only for thirteen hours. That was what Chris told him anyway, when he thought he lost you to Sam. He then asked Sebastian to turn to his heart and listen to what it had to say about Ava, and to trust his heart. Chris did with you, from the moment he approached you at the airport to the moment he decided to propose to you. It worked out well for Chris, so why wouldn’t it for him? After all, this was your best friend he was planning to date. There was a reason someone like you called her your best friend; there was a reason Chris was supporting your decision to get them together; and there was a reason Sebastian liked her from the first time he heard you talking about her.
Sebastian’s head cocked slightly as he watched Ava watch you and Chris. He refocused his gaze onto the two of you, smiling when he thought back to what Chris told him: “My mind was convinced I was making a mistake, but my heart? It told me that not taking the chance would be the biggest mistake and it was right. Look at where I am, look at who I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. She is my everything now, Seb, all because I trusted my heart. Do the same with Ava, take a chance.” Sebastian wasn’t going to do what Chris almost did, he wasn’t going to let his mind get in the way of a possible happily ever after. He was going to do what Chris, and his heart told him to do instead, and that was to take a chance.
“Hey, um- Ava?”
“Yeah?” Ava turned to him.
“How would you like to join me for dinner tomorrow night?”
“Like-” Ava swallowed her nerves. “Like-” she cleared her throat when she heard it quiver. “Do you mean like dinner here with Chris and Y/N?” She held her breath when she saw him smile, lowering his gaze and letting his long lashes flutter as he chuckled. “Or do you mean a- a…” She trailed off breathlessly, unable to speak as her dreams were finally coming true.
“A date,” Sebastian finished for her. “Would you like to go on a date with me, Ava?” He asked and felt his heart flutter when a smile broke out on her face. That was one question answered, one feeling checked off his list. “So…” He pressed when she didn’t say anything. “Is that a…” He trailed off, and her smiled widened as she finished for him.
Niall went up to Manchester for the One Love concert, we headed back
to London. Things felt a little hectic as I started trying to
organize some kind of schedule of what needed to be done for the
wedding and when each task needed to be completed and Niall was busy with more of his radio
performances and album promo, but things were good. We came out of
our rough patch stronger than before and the buzz of our upcoming
wedding had us both on cloud nine. It was like we were in our
honeymoon period all over again and I was over the moon.
a week after we were back in London, I was editing a mock up of some
potential invitations on a slow day at work when I got a text from
“Gonna be on BBC Radio 1 Live
Lounge in a few minutes, tune in if you can. Think you’ll like it xx”