Me and Chris Evans

Chapter 23

[Chris' POV]

I loved being an actor. I'm not going to lie. It's so fun to forget yourself for a day and play a whole new character that's nothing like your actual self.

It's kind of like a welcome break from humanity.

There was only one downside and that was the tiny fact that I couldn't talk to Amy. Like at all. Without a chaperone. I was really worried about her the other day when she told me she was ill, which reminded me that I need to call her.

I walked over to my producers office to see if I could get a person to come and listen in on my conversation so I could call her now. It always was a bit uncomfortable to have someone listen to me on the phone but he didn't listen too intensely, he just had to make sure I didn't say anything about the plot of the film. Well until the trailer came out that is.

Luckily he was in his office and he waved me inside with a warm smile.
"Hello Chris what can I do for you?"

"Um, I'd like to make a call so could you please schedule someone to come and listen"

"Sure I'll do it right away"

I walked out as he called someone down and dialled Amy's number. I knew it off by heart and she was the very first person on my speed dial.

She picked up on the third ring sounding groggy, as if she'd just woken up. "Hello?"

"Hey Amy, it's Chris. Sorry if I woke you up"

"Oh no it's ok. It's like 3am here but I'm fine" she replied sounding a lot more awake now.

"Sorry" I said again sheepishly. " I just waged to call you like you said about the other day. How are you holding up? Are you feeling any better?"

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After being on the phone for two hours with Amy, my supervised decided he was bored or e had something else to do and I needed to come off the phone.
"I'm sorry baby I have to go, stay safe and I hope you get better soon"

"By Chris, talk soon" she replied and I hung up. There was none of that "you hang up" "no you hang up" stuff because I hate cliche stuff and I always want to puke when I see couples doing things like that. They need to get a grip and stop being so co-dependant.

My phone buzzed again and I saw I had a text from Olly. I had asked him to keep an eye out for Amy while I was gone and I knew I could count on him considering she was his sister and all.
O- hey Chris I am taking Amy to the doctors tomorrow to make sure she's ok.

C- ok good I think she needs to go. She seems quite I'll from what I can hear. Thanks man

I typed out the quick response and hit send before calling it a night and grabbing my stuff to head home.

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Amy's POV

I smiled as I put my phone back on the charger. I love talking to Chris sometimes, he's such a goofball.

I climbed back in to bed, deciding to try and go to sleep so I wouldn't be too tired in the morning. Olly was taking me to the local doctors to give me a quick checkup to make sure the sickness wasn't any thing serious.

When I woke up to the sound of my annoying ass alarm clock I immediately rushed to the toilet and threw up. God what is wrong with me. I never got sick, it just didn't happen and when I did it was normally only a small flue, nothing big like a runny nose or a sore throat. This was the worst I had ever been.

I heard Olly come in and felt as he gently pulled my hair up out the way so I could use my hands to steady myself.

"It's alright Amy we're going to the doctors today, he will help you"

Olly helped me stand when I was done and he gently washed my clammy face with a cool, damp flannel. He steered me back towards my bedroom and pulled a pair of grey hollister sweatpants and a white vest out of my wardrobe, then turned around so I could put them on.

When I was dressed he came back over to me, helped me down the stairs and (after locking the house) he helped me into the car. I knew I seemed a bit pathetic but I didn't really care.

The ride to the doctors was silent but thankfully it was quite short since it was near my house.

We went in and Olly checked us in while I sat in one of the uncomfortable, squeaky, plastic chairs.

It wasn't long before I heard a "Miss Lee, the doctor will see you now" and I got up from my seat. Olly followed me down the short corridor to the office.

"Hello miss Lee, what seems to be the problem?" My doctor asked politely as I filled her in.

"Ok so I think it could just be a stomach bug, probably nothing serious or..."

"Or what?" I demanded. I needed to know because I hated feeling this ill every day.

"Miss Lee, is there any possibility you could be pregnant?"

And that's when I passed out.

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I came around groggily. The first thing I noticed was the cool ice pack pressed against my forehead. My eyes slowly opened and I took in the scene around me. Olly was sat in the corner of the room impatiently tapping his foot. There was a wooden desk with a creaky chair behind it in the other corner and I was on a ridiculously hygienic bed with a plastic cover over the cushions that reeked of disinfectant. Then I remembered.

I had a feeling that I was going through morning sickness but is didn't know for sure. I kind of chose not to believe it but I guess it must be true.

I was pregnant.

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A/N

Oh SHIZZLES.

Lol I'm not writing smut in this I'm very sorry. I'm 14. I'm not about that life. Bc awk af.

Dedication to wxrmxchinerox for guessing she was pregnant （≧∇≦）

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