The Stranger / Chris Evans x OC

Chapter 72: A Surprise

AMELIA

"I'm so happy you had time to come see me," I say as I let William into my apartment. I go to the kitchen to get our cups of coffee while he walks inside, quickly finding his way into my living room. 

It's Friday afternoon and the sun is hanging low in the sky, about to set. I've been working non-stop the past week which means I haven't really had much time to see anyone until now. 

But I'm so happy I finally got to see him, it's been too long since I did. And we have a lot to catch up on.

"Yeah, me too. I missed you! You need to tell me everything, how was Atlanta?" William asks as he takes a seat on my couch, his back leaning against the armrest. 

I bring in the two cups of coffee I just made, placing one in front of him before sitting down, turning myself to face him as I take a sip of my coffee.

"It was good," I reply as I put my cup down on the table, "I got to see Taylor work and stuff. It was really cool." 

"And how was the set?" William asks, picking up his cup and quickly taking a sip before he continues, "I imagine it was fucking awesome. Was it? Fucking awesome?" 

I chuckle and nod, "Yes, Will, it was fucking awesome. Better than anything you could possibly imagine."

Will never used to watch any of the Marvel movies until I forced him to, and ever since then, he's been just as obsessed with them as I have. When I first told him I was going to visit Taylor at the set, he turned practically green with envy. 

"Oh fuck you," he groans, "I am so jealous, you have no idea. Did you get to meet any of the actors?" 

I nod again, taking a sip to buy myself extra time before replying, "Mmhmm, I got to meet some of them. They were really nice."

"Who did you meet?" He asks excitedly, picking up his cup and taking a few quick sips. 

"Uhmm, well.." I drag it out a little as my eyes dart down to my chest, spotting the chain of Chris' necklace peeking out as the pendant is hidden under my t-shirt, "I-uh, I got to meet Robert Downey Jr., Scarlett, Elizabeth.. Oh, and Sebastian Stan as well, but I didn't really recognize him at first." 

Will furrows his brows, "How did you not recognize him? Bucky is like your favorite character after Steve." 

"I know," I say with a chuckle, "But he had a huge beard. Wasn't my fault." 

Will chuckles and nods, "Okay, I get it. That might confuse me too.. What about the Chris's? Did you meet any of them?" 

I clear my throat before I nod, "Yeah, uh, I met two of them. Hemsworth and, uhm, Evans." 

Will slaps my thigh as he exclaims, "Ames! That's fucking crazy! You must have been over the moon! How was that?"

I shrug as I pick up my cup again, taking a sip to cover my reddening cheeks before I say, "It was fun. They were really nice." 

Will gives me a look before nodding, "Okay, well, that's cool, then. I'm glad you had fun at least. And that they lived up to our expectations."

"Oh they did," I quickly say, "They definitely did.."

"So what now?" He asks, "Back at work?"

"Yep," I say with a nod, "Been back a week now. I have to be honest, it's not as fun as being a tourist and visiting a Marvel set." 

He chuckles, "No, I can imagine. Work's not as fun at all."

I laugh and shake my head, "No, real life is very boring and disappointing." 

I take a sip of my coffee and just as Will asks me a question about what cases I will be working on now, my doorbell rings. 

I excuse myself and get up from the couch before shuffling to my door. 

I'm not expecting anyone, I made sure to keep tonight free in my calendar so I could spend it with Will, so I honestly don't know who it could be. 

"Are you expecting anyone?" Will asks from the living room and right as I grab the handle to open the door, I yell back, "No, no one other than you." 

Once I turn my attention back to my open doorway, my breath hitches. 

"Hi," Chris says with a bright smile, holding a travel bag in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. 

My eyes widen in surprise and I immediately feel my heartbeat pick up. I scan his face for any sign or clue that perhaps I'm just being crazy, that it's just someone who looks a lot like him.  

Is he real?

What is he doing here?

But when I see the warm smile on his face and I feel my cheeks heating up slightly, I know there's no way anyone else could make me feel like this. It's definitely him. 

"Hi.." I breathe out, a smile creeping onto my lips as my eyes slowly take him in, "What are you-?"

"I missed you," he interrupts, his smile a little shy as he shifts where he stands, "Wanted to see you."

My face splits into a grin, "Really? Couldn't even last a week, huh, Evans?"

He coyly shakes his head, "Uhm, no. Is that bad?"

"No, absolutely not," I say, smiling widely, "I'm just surprised, that's all." 

"Well, I-"

His words are interrupted when Will yells from the living room, "Ames, who is it?"

I'm about to reply when I watch the expression on Chris' face change. His smile slowly fades as his brows furrow, his jaw tensing slightly as he looks at me. 

My eyes widen a little when I suddenly realize how bad this looks. I'm about to explain when Chris speaks again.

"You're not alone?" 

"No, actually, I'm-"

"Ames!" Will yells, "What the fuck is taking so long?!"

Chris' expression changes again, turning stern and slightly angry now as his eyes move from me to the hallway behind me, leading to the living room. 

"Who is he?" Chris asks once his eyes are back on me, his jaw now completely tense. 

I immediately shake my head in an effort to diffuse the situation, "Chris, don't worry, it's just-"

"Ames!" 

Will's voice suddenly interrupts me as he walks out of the living room and down the hallway towards us. I glance over my shoulder to look at him and I can see the goofy look on his face when he says, "If it's someone trying to sell you something, tell them you're a lawyer and to hit the fucking road." 

He walks a few steps closer before he looks up, his eyes suddenly widening. He stops dead in his tracks as he looks at the man currently standing in front of me, his broad frame practically filling out my entire doorway. 

"Holy shit," Will breathes out as his eyes stay locked on Chris' face, "Holy fucking shit, that's-that's Captain fucking America." 

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