Just a Hair Stylist - Chris Evans story \\✔️

Chapter forty-six

Monday morning was all back to business. You were both showered by the time Room Service arrived with breakfast. Over your meal, you listened in while Chris ate with Megan on speakerphone. There were a few interviews rescheduled that affected the timing of his day. It was another day jam packed for these guys.

To pal around with Chris for the day, you kept it comfy. You looped a gray cotton and lace scarf around your neck, over your white v-neck tee, letting the ends, with their twisted strips of material, hang loose. Your belt matched the brown leather sandals with the thin straps that crisscrossed to behind your ankle. You pocketed some cash and change into your cutoffs and were on your way.

On the ride over to the Corinthia Hotel with Chris, Megan, and Josh, you took a moment to thank Josh for all his help, again. He accepted your praise graciously, saying he was just happy it all worked out. Josh gave you a pass to wear to get past the event staff and a copy of the intinerary to help you keep track of the day.

There was a crowd gathered outside the hotel lobby. The people were packed tightly onto the sidewalk. The fans had made signs and were loaded down with memorabilia to sign. Once again, Chris and Megan stepped out to meet the crowd. While security gathered to move with Chris, Josh took your hand to pull you along past the screaming Marvel fanatics. You followed along as Josh asked about your sightseeing yesterday and navigated the hotel halls to arrive at a green room to wait in before the press conference began. 

The room was bustling. Walking in, you began spotting famous faces. Milling around and mostly involved in conversations with each other or their handlers, you saw Paul Bettany leaning his shoulder into a wall and talking with Mackie, Daniel Brühl, Emily VanCamp, and Paul Rudd. And that's just who you could pick out in the crowd. The Russos were off to one side, talking with Kevin Fiege and a few people you didn't recognize. Joe gave you a small wave when he saw you come in and you waved back. Moving into the room, you stood on the edge of the action, hoping to keep an eye on the door and see Chris when he came in. Twisting the cap off a bottle of water from a refreshments table nearby, you turned at the hand on your elbow.

"I can't keep up with you," Renner quipped. "Blonde, purple, now red? Who are you?"

You laughed with him, as Jeremy leaned in for a half-hug. "I'm trying to keep everyone on their toes," you winked.

"It's working," Sebastian chimed in, from behind you. "Nobody knows what she'll do next. Good morning, [y/n]."

"It looks good though," Jeremy nodded. "How long is this one gonna last?"

"What time is it?" you joked, playing at checking your watch.

The guys chuckled along with you before Jeremy frowned, looking over the room, and asked, "Where's Evans?"

"We left him outside, working the crowd," you explained. "Shouldn't be too much longer."

Sebastian listened, sipping on a cup of coffee, while you and Renner discussed your hair. You had to admit, it was about time for a change. You could touch up the red roots easy enough, but it was getting a bit long for the coming summer. They jokingly ran down a list of colors that were fun to say, offering them as suggestions for a new look. Somewhere around periwinkle, Chris showed up.

The men greeted each other with firm handshakes and slapping hugs. You took note of Elizabeth Olsen just coming in with her small entourage and noticed Robert Downey Jr. at the end of the room. From what you'd been able to keep track of for appearances being made in London, the gang was all here. People passed by, saying hello to Chris, or anyone else they hadn't spoken to yet. About fifteen minutes later, guests were called away to be taken to their seats for the event, if they were watching. Chris gave you a wink as you left the green room with Megan and Josh.