Penny Lane 💙

Chapter 10

Chris found the house empty already the next morning as he went downstairs to make coffee. As he approached the kitchen, he saw the trash lid open with the flowers he bought for Penelope on top. He groaned, pulling them from the trash as he saw her yellow dress she wore underneath them. He pulled the dress out, seeing the giant dried stain on it. "Fuck." He took the dress, putting the flowers back in the trash.

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Chris sighed as Penelope came home late, not bothering to acknowledge him as she went up the stairs. He followed her, knocking softly on her door. Penelope answered her door, not saying anything as she glared at Chris. He groaned, "come on Penny, you've barely talked to me in weeks. And even then it's only for work. Please, can't we talk. I miss you."

Penelope huffed, "just leave me alone Chris." She slammed the door before plopping on the bed. She eventually heard him go to his room, shutting the door. She pulled out her book, reading on her bed for more than an hour when she heard him yell, making her laugh.

"Aahh! What the fuck!"

She laughed, going into his room in time to see him run into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. She stood at the door, laughing as she knocked on the door, "you okay in there?" She heard the shower running as she heard Chris groaning.

"The fuck did you do?"

She looked towards the bed to see the bottle of lube she messed with when she heard talking on his phone that he tossed onto the bed. "What porn does Chris Evans watch?"

Chris groaned, "don't look at that!" He grabbed the towel, covering himself as he turned off the water. He came into the bedroom just as Penelope picked up his phone.

She scoffed, looking at him as he yanked it from her hand, "you were watching one of my movies?" She looked back at the phone to see herself in a bikini. "You're disgusting."

"No. I was watching the movie and got turned on. I didn't set out to do it. What did you do to my lube?"

She shrugged, crossing her arms, "icy hot. You don't like a little tingle?"

Chris glared at her, "no! My dick is on fire! What the fuck is wrong with you?" She shrugged again, laughing as she started to walk away. Chris grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to him as he pushed her up against the wall, "why are you doing this?"

"Let me go Chris." She yelped as he grabbed both her wrists, holding them above her head as he pressed his body to hers. "Chris."

"You're taking this too far. I want to be with you. My past shouldn't matter."

She scoffed, "but it does."

He shook his head, releasing her as he sat on the edge of the bed, "but why?"

"Because. Who knows how long that would last before you'd go back to sleeping around. That's your natural state Chris."

He stood up from the bed as he approached her as she reached the door, "that's not true. They're just distractions. They don't mean anything. Placeholders."

She scoffed, "you just called human beings place holders Chris. I get it, you're attractive and women know you and want you. But just because you can sleep around, doesn't mean you have to. I'm going to bed. Maybe put some aloe gel on your dick. There's some in my bathroom."

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Penelope woke up in the middle of the night a few days later, going into the bathroom. She turned on the light before lifting the lid to the toilet, screaming as she saw a picture of a clown taped to the bowl of the toilet. "Fuck!"

Chris heard her yell as he slipped on shorts quickly, finding her in the corner of her bathroom on the ground, "what? Don't like clowns?"

She shook her head, "get it off Chris!"

He laughed until he saw she was crying as he removed the picture, throwing it in the trash. He knelt on the ground next to her, "hey I'm sorry."

"I don't like clowns Chris." She let him wrap his arms around her as she felt her heart racing. "My brother made me watch IT when I was too young and then he proceeded to scare me with scary clowns randomly. I hate clowns."

"I'm sorry Pen. I didn't know."

She nodded as she looked up at him as he placed his hand on her cheek. "Can you go? I have to pee."

Chris laughed, "right. Sorry." He waited outside the bathroom, leaning against the wall next to her bedroom door. He stood up straight as she approached him, "I'm really sorry."

She shrugged, "it's fine. I'm going back to bed. Or going to try to."

He hesitated as he watched her go into her room, closing the door behind her. He sighed, not saying anything as he entered her room as she sat up to look at him. He crawled into bed next to her, pulling her to his chest as he heard her sigh.

She felt Chris pull the blanket up over them as she rested her head on his chest and he kissed the top of her head. She sighed, closing her eyes as she fell asleep to the sound of his steady heart beat.