Chris Evans Imagines

6. First Kiss

1998... Chris and Sofia Alexandrina are 17 years old.

Sofia and Chris are at the bowling alley on their first date, Sofia has gotten a lot of strikes ad spare and Chris has been getting a lot of gutter balls and spares.

"I can't believe I suck so bad at this" Chris groaned as he threw his bowling ball and it went in the gutter right in front of the pins, "I was so close!"

"Ay, poor bebé" Sofia cooed, "can't catch a break can you?"

"No I can't," he said with a pout and Sofia chuckled. "Don't get too cocky Dé Riara, who knows, this may turn around and I could win"

"Evans it's the tenth frame"

"So, anything is possible if you believe," he said in a sing-songy voice.

"Ay Corlãrous" Sofia Alexandrina sighed, shaking her head yet amused as she picked up the ball.

She rolled the ball and got another strike, she looked over at Chris and laughed when she saw the expression on his face.

"Your cheating" he stated plainly as he turned around and walked away to get a ball

"Christopher Robert Evans! I'm not cheating!"

"Yes, you are Sofia Alexandrina Francesca Ariana Elizabeth Dé Riara Myers Palo Moreno Phillipelli!" He scolded back, "you're probably using so Army tactic or something"

He rolled the ball and it hit one pin on the edge of the group before going in the gutter and that one pin fell over knocking more pins, and more pins fell over. A big grin grew across Chris's face and he turned to look at Sofia whose face had a blank expression however her mouth was slightly open.

"Now that's cheating Christopher Robert Evans," Sofia stated plainly.

"It's not Sofia Alexandrina Francesca Ariana Elizabeth Dé Riara Myers Palo Moreno Phillipelli." He stated in the same tone and way.

"Well," Sofia said as she looked up at the scoreboard, "I still win," she said as she sat down to change her shoes, "point Dé Riara" She looked at him and smiled only to see him smiling back at her, "What?" she said with a breathy laugh.

"I like it when you smile," he said quietly, making his voice sound deeper and husky as he sat down next to her.

"Why?" She asked still smiling,

"'Cause you have dimples" he laughed, still smiling as well.

"Yeah," she sighed, "they're the only mark of beauty I possess. I know I'm not pretty. I've never been pretty nor shall I ever be."

"Liar!" he yelled with his Boston accent, doing what Sofia does. "you are so unbelievably beautiful."

"You're just saying that because we're on a date," she said with a shaky breath.

"I'm not saying that because we're on a date." He shook his head, "I'm saying it because it's true and I love you"

"You love me because I'm beautiful?" she asked, confused and a bit hurt as she looked down at her lap.

"No." he said moving in his seat, and taking her chin between his finger to make her look at him, "you're beautiful because I love you"

She searched his eyes for any sign that he was lying but found none. He then leaned in and pressed his lips to hers in a soft, gentle, but loved fill kiss.

When they pulled away they rested their foreheads against each other with their eyes closed and Sofia swears she heard Chris mumble,

"Point Evans"