The Day We Met - Chris Evans

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I woke up the next morning.

My Chris sleeping next to me. It was April vacation for me and Chris, and I really wanted to spend some time with him.

We were going out with some of his football friends to the mall today, and I wanted to show off.

I wore leggings that really hugged up my hips and my ass. I wore a little crop top.

I put on some mascara and lip gloss with my white sneakers.

I walked into Chris's room and he stared at me up and down.

"Damn baby." He said.

I giggled and hugged him. He hugged me back and I smiled.

We kissed and then we left for the mall. Chris drove there.

"Shit, I forgot my wallet." I said.

"It's okay baby, I'll pay."

"What? No, Chris, your not paying for the both of us." I said.

"Yes I am baby."

"Fine."

He held my hand as we walked into the mall. Chris saw his friends and we walked to them.

Chris hugged then as I just stood there.

"Here's the girlfriend." Chris said.

I giggled and some of his friends looked me up and down. I frowned and held his hand tighter.

He looked at me and I gave him a worried look.

He just smiled and we walked throughout the mall. We bought some stuff, but I just wanted to go home.

"Babe you need bras come on." Chris whispered, dragging me to Victoria's Secret.

I smiled and Chris picked me out some bras that he obviously would drool over. I giggled and got them, along with some panties.

He put them in the bag. We went to the food court and sat down at a table.

"You guys wanna go to that club next to that drug store tonight?" Michael said.

"Hell yeah."
"Sure."
"Why not."
"Yeah."
"Yes."

"Sure." Chris said, looking at me.

"B-but I'm not even eighteen yet." I said.

"It's okay baby. We can be sneaky."

"Okay." I said.

Chris smiled. "I can't wait to show you off."

We all laughed and we went home to get ready.

I wore a short, small, tight black dress and some black heels. I put on red lipstick, I knew it would piss of Chris. I wanted to make him jealous.

I walked downstairs and waited for him. His siblings got a quick look at me before we left.

"Your already turning me on." He said, rubbing my thigh.

"That's what the plan was."

He chuckled and we kept driving there. When we got there, we faked our ages and went in.

We started dancing, and took lots of photos, it was fun.

Chris and I had so much fun. We partied really hard and I had such a good time. He made me forget about everything else that was happening in the world besides us. It was just us. And that's all it ever needed to be. Just me and Chris. Nobody else. He made me feel like nobody else mattered in the world, just him, I loved it.

We took photos, drank, we both got drunk, we did some stuff in the bathroom, and now we were driving home.

I was dozing off, but me and Chris were definitely drunk.

"Hey baby you good?" He said, dragging the y in hey.

I nodded. I was really tired. When he was driving he started swerving a bit, and I got scared.

"Chris stop." I said.

He pulled over, with some trouble.

"Yeah baby?" He said.

"Let's just sleep here. I don't wanna crash."

He nodded and we put down the back seats. We went to the back and cuddled up close. It was still cold.

"You know, sleeping naked helps with heat." He said.

"Chris babe stop. Your drunk."

"No baby I'm for real." He said.

I sighed and we got naked. Chris pulled a small blanket over us as I cuddled into his chest. He pulled me in and we fell asleep to the, somewhat warmth.

I woke up to a pounding head ache. Fuck it hurt so bad.

Tears left my eyes, my stomach was killing me.

"Baby? Are you okay?" Chris said.

"N-no. My head and my stomach hurts so bad Chris." I cried.

"Alright baby let's get you home."

We got dressed and then Chris drove off.

"Chris please hurry."

When he got home I threw up in the toilet. I was so exhausted.

I brushed my teeth and laid down. Chris got my some pain killers.

I don't know why it hurt so bad.

But it did.