Meeting over milk- Chris Pratt x Gemma Collins =Wattpad

Saturday Morning Cycle

GEMMA POV

Beep Beep. I groan softly as I roll over in bed to face my alarm clock before clicking the stop button. It was that time of the week again, the milk run. Being a top tier well known celebrity of Britain I'm not sure why I still deliver milk to my locals every morning at 4am but I guess it's a bit of an escape from being so famous. 

Clambering over the piles of fan packages in my bedroom, I make my way to the wardrobe before grabbing my MilkWoman outfit and changing out of my Victoria's Secret silk pyjamas. I looked damn good and I knew it.  

Breakfast was a simple task so as usual I took an apple from the fruit bowl and a strawberry granola bar, stuffed it in my MilkWoman bag and left. The sun was just rising beautifully so I was still slightly dark but that didn't bother me. I was happy to be doing what I loved most. My bike was already parked in front of my 6 garages containing my variety of 40 cars as I had set it out the night before. Hopping on elegantly, I flicked my hair behind my shoulder out of my face and cycled off down my very long driveway towards the poor people houses. 

TIME SKIP 2 HOURS <333 

I had one more delivery from a house I'd never been to before and I was curious as to who was the owner of this mysterious house. Maybe a rich segsy man? Tom Hiddleston? Or another attractive woman other than myself? Ariana Grande?? My imagination was all I had until I would arrive at this new house. 

Eventually, the wait was over and I had arrived. It was a gorgeous house with varies in textures and materials, a wide glass balcony, huge oak doors with big brass handles. I clicked the small doorbell before standing back slightly as to give the owner space to open their generously large doors. 

For what felt like forever, I waited.

 "Hello?" 

I looked up from the floor to see the most charming man I had ever laid my eyes upon. His hair was brown with a hint of cinnamon ginger and had a light fluff to it from sleep. The man's eyes were sea grass green and for a second we met eye to eye. The stubble sprinkled over his chin looked so touchable I almost reached my hand out to feel it. 

"I-I-I I got uhm I YOUR MILK." I stuttered struggling to get the words out. It was almost like he had this magic spell on me making me melt. My lips were stretched into a toothy grin and I could feel the pink glow on my cheeks as I returned my gaze to floor. 

"Oh yea. I forgot I ordered that. God I'm so goofy." He chuckled and smirked almost like he knew what affect this would have on me. I reached into the cooler bag behind me and presented him with the last bottle of milk. My hand stretched out towards him and when he went to grab it I could feel the slight warmth from his rough finger tips against my own. It was like fireworks were exploding in my stomach and in shock of this new feeling I lost grip on the milk. 

The glass shattered and the milk splashed all over his driveway. Embarrassment flashed over my face as I gasped. 

"Oh my god I am so sorry. Shit I'm so clumsy I can give you a refund or I can go get you more milk. Fuck I'm so sorry this is so-" 

"Shhhh. It's fine! I can just call up my maid to clean it up and besides I didn't really want cereal this morning" The incredibly attractive man interrupted my frantic outburst calming me in an instant. His voice was so relaxing. 

"Do you want to come in?" He said calmly as if I hadn't just spilled milk all over his front porch. I felt myself bringing my eyes back to his sleepy green eyes. 

"I uh uhm um I YES!" Before I could stop myself I was saying yes.

"Great! I'm Chris by the way!" He grinned and we began walking into his massive manor. 

What was I getting myself into???

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