A new start, part 6
Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Word Count: 2133
Warnings: Language and fluff =)
Once Chris had driven away, you finally went into the house. Everything felt different. Everything looked better. You were past your crush and heavily into liking this man. There was not so much fear anymore. Getting to know him, the man he was, helped that. He showed you how you should be treated whether as a friend or as something more. Tonight had been wonderful and you felt like you were going to burst out of your skin with excitement. There was no way you were going to be able to sleep at this point. At least not until you got rid of some of the energy surging through your veins. You turned up the music on your phone and took a shower first thing. Singing at the top of your lungs and dancing in the shower stall. The dance party continued for at least another thirty minutes in the bedroom after you had gotten your pajamas on.
As your body started to tire out, you received a text message. You looked at the clock and realized it was just after midnight, your heart started to beat wildly thinking something was wrong. Running over to your phone, you saw it was from Chris.
You awake? I can’t sleep.
Sighing loudly you climbed into bed, giving yourself a few moments to let your heart rate return to normal.
Actually yes I am. Your text just scared the shit out of me.
His return text was quick.
Sorry. I know it’s late. I just couldn’t sleep. Honestly I am too hyped up from our date.
You read over the words several times before you responded. It boggled your mind that he was feeling the exact same way you were right now.
I am too. I’ve been dancing around like a mad woman trying to get rid of some of this energy.
I debated going for a run but it’s late and I don’t need an ax murderer hacking me to death. The headlines would suck.
You laughed aloud, shaking your head. The man was insane.
Yeah it would be awful. “Captain America can’t hack it”
LOL Wow that’s even worse. Really glad now I didn’t go.
Smiling, you settled back into bed. As you thought about it, you did not have to be on set until the afternoon. You had scenes with some of the supporting actors in the movie. The scenes with Chris would not be until the day after. They were fewer now that the movie was close to finishing. Only two more weeks to go, then you would head home for a month before you were slated for your next filming. Since you did not have to be up early, you made the choice, flipped through your contacts and hit send. Chris picked up almost immediately.
“I wasn’t expecting a phone call. Just thought we would text until one of us crashed.” That damn voice of his made your stomach do a flip as soon as your heard it.
“I know. But neither of us can sleep and I wanted to talk. We can go back to texting if you want.” In your mind, you were yelling ‘please say no, please say no!’
“No, no. I’m glad to hear your voice. Didn’t think I would get to talk to you till tomorrow. Though I guess it is tomorrow now.” You were sure you could hear a smile in his voice and it made your cheeks flame. Just as always talking with Chris was easy and was effortless. The pair of you getting to know each other in a different way. He asked questions he had always wanted to know, like your favorite book and what was your go-to snack. Then when you asked, he told you all about his favorite pet as a child and how his sisters used to torment him when they were younger. It was close to three in the morning by the time either of you realized it. Chris said he wanted you to sleep even though he could keep talking to you for the rest of the night. Begrudgingly you said goodnight, falling asleep not long after.
Hours later, you were woken by an annoying buzzing sound. The fog in your brain slowly dissipating as the noise stopped then sounded again just moments later. It was then you realized it was your phone vibrating on the bedside table. Not bothering to look to see who it was you answered with a sleepy, “hello?”
“I have been trying to call you for an hour. Have you been sleeping this whole time?” It was Chris and he sounded way too awake for going to bed so late.
“Yes, some of us require more than four hours of beauty sleep to function. Why have you been calling me for an hour?” You had not pried your eyes open yet.
“Wow so I get to tell you this? That’s amazing.”
“Spit it out Evans.” The level of your patience was dwindling quickly. Chris laughed in your ear.
“[Y/N] you were nominated for best actress for Deep dark corner. They announced it this morning.” Your end of the line went very quiet. This had to be a dream, how was it possible for one, that you did not know the nominations were today and two… how the hell were you nominated? “[Y/N]? You better not have fallen back asleep on me.”
“No, no I’m here. Holy shit. Am I dreaming? Fuck. I’m awake. Oh my God, Chris!” Sitting up quickly in bed you covered your mouth as you screamed your excitement. He laughed on the other end of the phone as he listened to you. Hearing your joy made him grin and it just added to his own excitement for the surprise he was now planning. As you were trying to calm down your phone vibrated again with another call. This time from your manager. “Chris can I call you back? My manager is calling and I know he had got to be freaking out too.”
“Of course. Call me back when you can, if not I will probably see you on set later.” Saying your goodbyes, you switched over to the other line. Mike, your manager, was beyond excited. He, too, had been trying to call you for hours. In the time you were on the phone with him seven more texts and three phone calls came in. Every person you knew wanted to say congratulations and give their love. After talking to Mike, you called your mom who kept you on the phone for thirty minutes. Every time you tried to say you had to go she kept talking. Finally you just took the phone with you to the bathroom so you could pee, because she was going on about how proud she was and how she knew that movie was going to put you on the map.
Towards the end of the phone call, she finally slowed down to ask, “Who are you taking as your date to this thing?” That question stopped you in your tracks. It was not something you had thought about yet. She mentioned something about taking your father or Jake. Chris popped into your mind but it was probably too soon to ask him something like that. It was a huge deal, and maybe he was not ready to define whatever was going on between you. As soon as you got off the phone with your mother, your favorite designer called. He was lesser known in the design world but you had bonded over pretty dresses one visit to New York. Since then you used him more for your dresses and outfits than anyone else. He called to ask what you wanted to look like and how he was going to send an assistant out this week to measure you, so that he could get started with the designs.
It took hours for you to finally call and text everyone back. You had gotten a long shower and brushed your hair out before heading to the set. As you walked up to your trailer, another text came through. Even though you had taken the name out of your contact list, you recognized the number. David texted to say ‘Congrats beautiful. You deserve it.’ You stared at the message for a moment then decided to not respond. He was no longer important and did not need an answer. Opening your trailer door the scent of flowers hit you. Walking up the entire interior was covered with hundreds of different colored roses. Every bouquet was multicolored except one. One solid white bouquet sat at your makeup chair. There was a card sticking out with your name on it.
If I could have filled your house with roses I would have. I’m so proud of you. Congratulations [Y/N].
Chris remembered from one conversations months ago that your favorite flower was a white rose. How did he pull this together so quickly?! You teared up as you gazed around the room. No one had ever done anything for you like this before. He made you feel more special in the short time you had known him, than any other man had in the entire span of the relationship. Wiping your eyes, you pulled your phone from your pocket. As you started to dial there was a knock at your trailer door. You opened it to find Chris standing there with the biggest grin on his face. Not wasting a breath, you launched yourself into his arms hugging him tightly.
“Thank you so much. I can’t believe you did that. You are crazy.” He laughed as he held you tight.
“I wanted to see you smile. But, this is better. And yeah I know I am crazy, crazy about you.” He did it again. Your heart nearly exploded in your chest. Pulling back to look at him you forgot what you were going to say. His blue eyes were staring down at you, causing everything inside you to do the opposite of what it was made to do. Chris’s smile disappeared as he started to look nervous with you looking up at him. However, it was too late for you then, you wanted this. Leaning up on your toes you pressed your lips softly to his. He was hesitant at first to return the kiss, but only for a second. Soon his response matched your own as his hand held the back of your head lightly. It was far better than the kisses you had on set. This was real. This was not acting between you and it felt wonderful. Chris was the first to pull back, though it was reluctantly. “That was… great.”
You nodded with a quiet giggle. “It was better than great. It was amazing.” He still held you in his arms as he ran his thumb across your cheek.
“[Y/N] I want this with you. Just you and me. I’m not seeing anyone else. I don’t plan to. You understand that?” His sincerity blew you away. He wanted to be just with you. As much as it scared you, you needed that new start. Just like your dad had said. You wanted that new start with Chris.
“I think I understand. I guess that means you’re my boyfriend Christopher Evans.” As much as you joked, you were just as serious as he was. He laughed stealing another soft kiss.
“So then you wouldn’t be upset if I asked you to escort me to the awards in a month? I need a date and I’m pretty sure I want my boyfriend to enjoy that night with me. Even when I don’t win.” You could only hope now he would say yes. That he would be willing to go public at that point with your relationship.
“[Y/N], I would do anything you wanted. I would love to take you. You sure you want the world to know about the dork you are dating? And you are going to win.”
“You sure you want the world to know the pain in the ass you are dating?” Both of you smiled at the same time.
“Hell yes. I’m proud of you, in case you didn’t get a chance to read the card.” He kissed you again, this time it lingered far longer than the first one. One of the set assistants finally had to break the two of you apart because you had to get ready for your scenes. The poor woman had an awful blush at having to do so. The rest of the day, you were walking on clouds. Between your nomination and now having a defined status with Chris, you could not remember the last time you had been so happy.
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