Just a Hair Stylist - Chris Evans story \\✔️

Chapter four

Life with butterflies can be delightful. Nothing says "budding romance" like the tickle in your

stomach when the handsome man of your hopeful dreams walks into the room and your eyes meet.

It's charming and thrilling and all together energizing. And it was the new habit in your life. Chris

walks into the trailer for the first time in the morning- butterflies. Chris smiles at you when you

touch up his hair on set- butterflies. Chris accidentally brushes his knee across your leg when he's

in your chair, or his chair on set, as you work- those damned, kamikaze-ing winged devils. You

were becoming quite the master of keeping your cool in public while you secretly squealed with

girlish excitement in your head.

Okay, so there hadn't been any legitimate, physical contact with him since you left the hotel bar last

week after Grillo's last night in town, but the memory of it set you on fire thinking about the

possibility of more. If only your work schedule afforded you the luxury of time to meet him again.

The next few days were going to be hell. The production called for a huge number of extras on set

daily. Your call time moved up to 5 a.m. to start work on the nameless fillers. Once you finished

with your principle cast responsibilities each morning, you were back at it with the other

departments prepping the people of the background action. It was a vicious cycle that left you

dragging so pathetically by day three that you could scarcely manage to laugh out loud at Karen's

jokes- and that's saying something. What you did have was brief text conversations with Chris,

usually in your last few minutes of consciousness in you bed while your roommate snored softly

nearby.

Flip Cup Hero: Not too many long days left. You'll make it.

You: Here's hoping

Flip Cup Hero: I believe in you:)

You: Well, if Cap believes...

Flip Cup Hero: We both do. Me and Cap

You: Nice. I can die happy

Flip Cup Hero: No dying

You: But then I can sleep

Flip Cup Hero: How about you just sleep and live to fight again tomorrow? Gotta have a day off

coming

You: Monday. If I make it that far x_x

Flip Cup Hero: See now you're just being dramatic

You: Too much time with Hollywood types I guess lol

Flip Cup Hero: Hey. Easy now;)

Flip Cup Hero: Wanna come spend some time with me on Monday?

You: Maybe

Look who's playing coy. You lil devil, you.

You: What'd u have in mind?

Flip Cup Hero: Got a box for the Sox/Braves game

Hmm. In public with Chris Evans, in broad daylight, in view of tens of thousands of people and a

television audience? Um, gulp! But, ohhh- Chris Evans. Mmm.