Chris Evans Love Story

I'll Be Your Strength

'Chris Evans girlfriend _____ was seen with her ex boyfriend yesterday as they talked casually'

Chris Evans girlfriend _____, cheating already?'

'______ cheating on Chris after six months?'

I shut down my laptop.

I didn't mean for any of this to happen...

Kane ran into me a couple of weeks ago, he told me his mam had taken a turn for the worse. I loved his Mam and she thought of me as the daughter she never had... Of course I tool his number so we could organise a time for me to go up and visit her...

Yesterday we met in the cafe and he broke me the bad news...

We talked about her good moments... The moments we would never forget...

But of course the paparazzi had to take things to a whole new level...

I sat at the kitchen table with two plates of dinner in front of me.

I was awaiting Chris. It had been great he had been home for over a week now.

I sat and I waited.

- - - -

I had been waiting for an hour now.

I had lost my appetite and threw both meals away.

He must be held up in traffic...

He must be visiting some friends...

Some relatives...?

- - - -

Has he already left me...?

He is now four hours late...

I lay in bed the duvet pulled over the top of my head as I cried to myself.

He is going to hate me. The whole world is going to hate me...

I cried even harder until I heard the front door open.

I heard a couple of low curses under his breath.

"______?" Chris called out.

I locked the bedroom door and turned my back against it.

"_____?" He asked again, rattling the door handle.

"Let me in babe... Please..." He begged.

I shook my head as I wrapped my arms around my legs as I brought them to my chest.

I slowly drifted to sleep, in the small, uncomfortable position...

- - - -

I signed into twitter on my phone.

I knew it would be all hate. It had been since I had started seeing Chris.

He knew about it but I forced a smile and brushed it past.

'@______, I knew she was just a fat, useless waste of space, using poor Chris for his money and fame.'

'@_____, that user and abuser!!'

'@_____...'

...

It went on and on.

Chris had thought of me as brave and strong. But inside... I'm not strong, I'm weak.

I've spent my whole life building up a wall... Blocking my true emotions from showing, but I wasn't strong enough.

Peoples thoughts and feelings always chipped away at it... Until it came tumbling down.

If only it was strong enough and maybe I would learn to love, to feel the need of being wanted... Instead if feeling everyone's disappointment that I exist...

- - - -

Chris had came home earlier than expected.

"______... We need to talk." Chris almost demanded when he saw me sitting at my laptop.

"We... We don't... I'll leave... Don't worry about me... I'll be g-gone in a few hours..." I said, standing.

Chris had ran across the flat and grabbed my hand.

"Where would you go?" He asked.

"Get a plane ticket back home to England." I said.

He stayed silent.

I pulled on his grip to release my hand.

"I don't want you to go..." He said.

"W-why not?" I stuttered.

"Because... I love you... And I know after what you had told me about your ex you wouldn't cheat on me..." He said.

"I would never cheat on you... I would never cheat on anyone..." I said.

"Then why are you so upset?" He asked.

I sighed.

I had to let him in... But... But not just yet.

"Nothing..." I forced a smile.

"______, I know your hiding something from me, the way you hid your true feelings when the twitter hate started." He said.

At 'Twitter Hate' I crumbled.

"______?" He asked, softly.

I let the tears start to fall down my cheeks.

"It's started again hasn't it?" He asked.

"It never stopped." I muttered.

"_____, no matter what they have said and what the magazines and the social media say... We will stay together... We will be strong together... And I will be your strength..." He said.

I looked up at him and smiled.

He lent down and pecked my lips.

"Now, I'm not sleeping on the sofa tonight and you aren't sleeping on the floor." Chris said.

I was about to deny his accusations.

"Don't deny it. I could hear your uncomfortable movements against the door." He said.

I smirked.

He opened his mouth to say something but he closed it and smiled.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too." I said, my smile growing.

With that he lent down the distance between us and kissed me passionately on the lips...