The Coffee Shop

Part 5

I opened my eyes and Chris wasn't there. Maybe theses last days were a dream. The smell of coffee came to me, I could heard some sounds coming from the kitchen. I woke up and as soon as I went into the living room I could see Chris searching all over my place. I lean over the frame door and looked at him. While looking at him I wasn't able to stop smiling. The picture of this Hollywood star making coffee for me was so strange but familiar at the same time. He was wearing only his underwear and a t-shirt I lent him that I usually used it as a pajama in summer but form him it was almost too tight. 

"Morning" I said walking over him.

His whole face changed and he gave me a full smile and then he looked embarrassed at the kitchen. He did a whole mess. But first, he came over me and kissed me first in the lips. Then he hugged me while kissing my forehead.

"Good morning... I didn't mean to wake you up or doing this mess but I wanted to surprise you... At least, I make coffee."

" So, all this mess just for coffee?"

"Well, I could go to the store but with this look I will probably not be very welcome."

"I think you look nice."

"Oh! Really?"

"Yes... This shirt accented your charms." 

"Do you mean my abs?"

"Tomato, potato... what else?"

He tried to tickle me while I escaped from him. We sliped with some all the stuff that Chris throw in the kitchen and we both end in the floor laughing like little kids. He started tickling me. I tried to asked him to stop but he act like he didn't hear me. After a couple of minutes, he stopped. We were both on the floor.

"You promise me a brunch" I said.

"First I need to go to my place to grab some clothes."

"Can I get a shower first?"

"Sure!"

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"Oh my god! This place is so cute."

"Wait until you tried their pancakes, they are amazing."

We were on a little restaurant near Chris place. His apartment here, in the city, wasn't very big but it was bigger than my place. It was very comfy and well decorated. I was amazed but the views. Right now, we were waiting to our order. I noticed how people there weren't surprise about him. 

The whole meal we were chatting, talking about our dreams and goals in life. He told me he always wanted a family but he never met that special person from him. We talked about his last movies, his dog, his family. I told him that my contract with NYU and the Met it was only for a year, I wasn't a permanent staff member but I wouldn't mind to be one. I told him about the city I was born in and raised and how much I miss my family and my friends. He understood that and told me how he missed his family back in Boston. 

I knew he would have to leave soon that day to Boston and that made me a little sad. As soon as that thought came to my mind, he looked at me. I could notice how he tried to understand what was happening trough my little head. And I tried to force a smile.

"Is everything okay, Julia?"

"Yes, don't worry."

"Okay... I wanted to talk with you about something...."

"Yeah, tell me."

"I know we are just starting to date but I don't want you to be involve in my life if you don't want to. I know sometimes it can be hard because the hate and the mean comments... so I wanna make sure that you are okay in everything. If it's affect your job or anything, I want to know... And..."

"Chris, what are you trying to say?"

"Do you want to still date me and meet me even if it's possible, you know, all this fame can interfiere in your life?"

"Oh, no! You just discover me! I hate fame!" I said.

"Really!?" He said worried.

"No, silly! Don't worry... we are just starting to meet, so let's take step by step... if that problem comes then we will address it."

"Okay... I only want to make sure you are okay."

"Thank you, Chris. But you won't get rid of me that easily." 

"That's sounds perfect."

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Chris drove me to my place before heading to Boston. The whole ride we were just listening to music and discuss about our favorite songs and bands. He parked next to my place and before I could said goodbye to him, he stopped me and grabbed my hand. Then, he kissed it. With my other hand I caressed his cheek and he looked at me before kissing me.

"Chris, I think I will miss you this weekend."

"Excuse me?" He smiled. 

"You heard me..."

"So, do you think you would be able to get rid of me?"

"What?!"

"Julia, I will miss you too. You can text me, you know?"

" But you are gonna be with your family, I don't wanna bother you."

"Well, then... I will be the one texting you and calling you."

"What will you family said about that?"

"I'm pretty sure they saw the interview last night" he laughed.

"Oh, right... I forgot about that..."

"So, don't worry" he kissed me again. "I will probably have to deal with a whole interrogation while you are enjoying NYC without me."

"You know I prefer enjoy it with you."

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I phoned my mother as soon as I get back into my apartment. I told her about Chris and she couldn't believe what I was telling her. So I had to prove to her with some pics we took the other day. I had to mute her because all the screaming. She has always has been a huge fan of his work. I made her promise me that she would be quiet and she swore by her kids, which make me feel more safe, she has never broke a promise before. The only thing he asked me was to tell her everything and sent her more pics about my time in NYC. 

After that I was going to meet Emma, she was coming to my place. So I started to organize all the mess Chris did during his attempt to do coffee. Then, I saw a note in the door fridge "I miss you. P.S: This is true, no matter when you read it. - C." I smiled while looking at that little piece of paper and I put it back in the fridge. I looked at my phone but Chris hadn't text me yet, so probably he wouldn't arrived yet. The door bell wake me up from my little dream and I answered it.

"Hi! It's Emma!"

"Hi, come upstairs!"