Chapter 3

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"Chris." I said. For some reason I couldn't get anything else out of my mouth.

"Olive Oil." Chris said and I noticed he still had a hold of my wrist. Since I had known Chris when I was a kid since I was skinny and scrawny he always called me Olive Oil like from Popeye.

"Stop calling me that." I said and he ignored my annoyance.

"So Scott brought you to the picnic?" I question and I gently get out of his grip.

"Well he said he saw you last night and you looked amazing so of course I had to come see it for myself." Chris said and I groaned.

"It's not going to work Evans. And isn't LA where you belong? I heard you moved back here though." I said using one of his own lines against him.
"Don't do that Liv. Don't drudge up the past." Chris said annoyed and I groaned.

"If we don't have the past then what do we have?" I asked.

"The future." Chris said and tried to grab my hand again and I moved it away.

"Don't come back here and try to be all smooth and charming Evans." I said knowing it was going to work.

"You can't still be mad at me? I mean 20 years Olive Oil." Chris said and I sighed.

"I was never mad Chris, just hurt." I said calmly. I then looked at him and smiled.

"What?" Chris asked and I placed my hand on his cheek on his beard.

"This is new." I said scratching at his beard.

"Yeah, I have started to grow one out recently." Chris said and placed his hand over mine.

"I like it, it makes you look like a grown up." I said and Chris huffed a laugh feigning like I stabbed him in the heart.

"Words hurt Olive Oil." Chris said with a smile.

"Mom?!" I heard Wesley say behind me.

"Mom?" Chris asked shocked and I groaned. I took my hand from Chris' face and turned to see Wesley.

"Yes Wes?" I asked turning around to see my son looking at me shocked.

"Do you know who that is?" Wesley asked and I shook my head.
"Yes Wesley, I do. Wesley this is Chris, Chris my son Wesley." I said introducing them. They shook hands.

"How do you know Chris Evans?" Wesley asked.
"Remember how I used to talk about my friend Scott?" I asked and Wesley nodded.

"Chris is his brother." I said and Wesley nodded.

"So you're married?" Chris asked.

"Divorced." I said and Chris tried to hide his smile and I just shook my head.

"Speaking of your father. You need to go talk to him about the cabin." I said and he groaned.

"At least talk to him, if you want to though you can come home." I said and Wesley ran off towards his dad.

"I should probably go incase an argument breaks out." I said and Chris nodded.

"Can I walk you back?" Chris asked and I nodded.

"Sure." I said.

"Why didn't you tell Wesley we dated?" Chris asked and I huffed a laugh.

"He was shocked I knew you, I highly doubt that was the right time to say we dated." I said and Chris nodded with a smile.

"So since he knows me he has seen the Avengers movies I am guess." Chris said and I nodded.

"Yet, you have never seen me with a beard. I had one in the one movie." Chris said.

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