It's been a while.
I hope you guys enjoy this
Y/n's pov
*A couple weeks later*
"Now that we've dropped off our little ray of sunshine at my brothers house, we can go on our date." Chris said, getting into the car.
I was lost in my thoughts so I didn't hear what he said.
"Babe?" He asked, tapping my arm.
"Hmm?" I looked at him.
"I was saying that since we dropped off Scarlett we can go on our date."
I smiled "Good, where are we going?"
"The beach." His voice was thick with sarcasm.
My jaw dropped "And why aren't we bringing Scarlett with us?"
"It's a nude beach." He joked.
I laughed.
The back of my hand softly hit his chest "Seriously, where are we going?"
"That depends on how you dress, I have several things planned."
"Wow, you are The Man with a Plan, huh?"
He took in a deep breath and laughed at my joke.
"That was a good one, dress however you like, and I'll take you how you dress."
I nodded "Okay, I'll make sure to dress with an unexpected outfit." I giggled.
I grabbed my phone and I unlocked it, looking through my social media.
"If you dress like a clown, I'm taking you to McDonalds."
I belted out with laughter.
The back of my hand softly hit his chest again.
"This is why I still love you, you're so funny!"
He was smiling at me.
And him smiling at me so... lovingly made me blush.
"Stop that." I said, looking away, then I looked back at him.
"You love it when I do that though." He pouted.
"Yes, I do, when you do it for too long I get butterflies."
"You love butterflies, why is that such a bad thing?" He slowed down to a stop at a red light.
"I don't like that they're in my stomach, so stop it." I smiled, not being able to be mad at him.
When the light turned green, he pushed the gas, going forward.
"So, this is probably a bad time to say this but, remember that morning we had a couple weeks ago?" I asked, getting ready to say what I want to.
He smirked.
"Yes, why?" He turned on his blinker to turn right.
"Well, I had a bit of nausea this morning, so I took a pregnancy test."
He looked at me as he turned the wheel.
"Was it positive?"
I didn't answer.
Well, not right away at least.
I just wanted him to feel the suspense I felt this morning.
"What was it, babe?"
"It was positively negative." I smirked.
He looked at my face, realizing what I said.
"Positively negative?"
I nodded, giggling to myself.
"Stop tricking me, just use a "yes" or "no for this question; Are you pregnant?" He asked.
"What are you gonna do if it was?"
"Who do I look like-?" He started to ask.
"Chris Evans." I answered quickly with a smirk on my face, and he stopped talking.
"So, you say I look like him." He said, using the hand that wasn't on the wheel to gesture to me.
"Yes." I said, adjusting my seatbelt so it's not bothering me.
"Do you like that I look like Chris Evans?" He smiled, enjoying this conversation.
Mainly because I keep trying to mess it up.
"Yes, Chris Evans is very sweet and really nice to cuddle and be around after a rough day."
"Also, apparently Chris Evans accidentally posted a dick pic on Instagram." I smirked. (THATS REAL IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW LMAO SORRY I WANTED TO BRING IT UP)
His face went red with embarrassment.
"I wonder who you were gonna send that to. Hmm." I said, tapping my head like I was thinking.
"Okay, that's the line."
He looked at me.
"I'm serious."
I was still smirking.
"Do you want the truth about that picture?"
"No, I just wanted to embarrass you." I smiled.
"You have taken more picture of yourself pregnant with Scarlett."
"Yeah but those pictures were cute, and I was fully clothed."
"Not in all of them." He smirked.
"What?" I asked, wondering how he knew.
He smirked.
"Did you go through my phone?" I asked.
"No, I'm not inconsiderate of your privacy, I caught you once."
"It wasn't like you weren't covering yourself up though."
I huffed, "I hate you."
I smiled.
"No, you don't." He smiled.
"No, I don't." I said, smiling at him as he pulled into our driveway.
"In fact; I lovingly hate you."
"That test was negative wasn't it?"
I shook my head before getting out of the car.
"No."
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