Chris Evans: The Guy Next Door

Chapter 10

**Chris' POV**

My mom, Mandy and I were all sitting down at a table in a little Italian restaurant. I heard the door to the restaurant open, and I looked up to see Bella's mom (Tracy).

I waved, and took a sip of my water. Then, Bella appeared from behind Tracy, and I choked on my water.

Bella looked absolutely stunning. I would have instantly fallen for her if I wasn't already dating someone...

Mandy noticed me staring at Bella wide eyed, and smacked my arm. It startled me as I was awaken from my day dream and looked at her. She raised her eyebrow, and then proceeded to look over her menu.

I quickly stood up and hugged Tracy and Bella, "It's so nice to see you again!"

"It's nice to see you too Chris!" Bella smiled. "Oh and this is my best friend, Anna." She said, gesturing to a small blonde standing next to her.

"It's nice to meet you!" I said, shaking Anna's hand.

"So you're the guy that I hear all about?" She said, looking behind my shoulder at Bella.

I turned around to see Bella bright red, with an angry look on her face. "Nope." She said simply, staring down at her menu.

I chuckled and returned to my seat. Bella continued to keep her eyes glued to her menu.

**Bella's POV**

I can't believe she just said that!!! I thought as I kicked Anna's leg under the table.

"What?" She said, completely oblivious.

I rolled my eyes and continued to look at my menu. I could feel Chris' eyes on me, which was making me feel very uncomfortable.

I suddenly realized that Chris never introduced us to his girlfriend.

"So Chris, who is this lovely lady you brought here tonight?" I asked, hinting towards Mandy.

"Aw thanks Bella, but you already know who I am!" Lisa said, with a smirk on her face.

Chris laughed. "No, this is Mandy, my girlfriend."

Mandy was tall, with long blonde hair and she had really pretty blue eyes. No wonder why Chris wanted to marry her! She's gorgeous!

"Hi, I'm Mandy Southerland!" She smiled.

~

After we ordered our food, Chris and I began a conversation about filming, while Lisa and my mom complained about the guy that lives across the street from us. Mandy and Anna had a few conversations here and there, but were mostly quiet.

Suddenly, Chris and I erupted into laughter at something Chris had said about Tom Hiddleston. We couldn't control our laughter, as tears rolled down our eyes, and Chris grabbed his left boob.

Mandy got really annoyed at this, and glared at me, but I ignored it. Chris and I were having a great time, so nothing was going to ruin that.

~

I then excused myself to go to the bathroom to freshen up.

In the bathroom, I wiped the streaks of mascara that ran down my face from laughing so hard when Mandy walked in.

I felt a hand grip my shoulder as she whipped me around to face her.

"I know what you are trying to do, and it has to stop. Now." She said, agitated.

"And what exactly am I trying to do?" I asked, placing a hand on my hip.

"You're trying to steal Chris! For your information, Chris and I have been dating for almost one and a half years now."

"That's greaaat, but I could care less. I'm not trying to break you and Chris up, I'm just having conversations with him like a normal, friendly person." I snapped. Who does she think she is, thinking I'm trying to break them apart. Okay so maybe I'm not happy about them dating, but I care about Chris enough now that I don't want to ruin his love life, I just to be apart of it.

Mandy them suddenly grasped me by the collar and slammed me against the wall.

"You keep your hands off Chris, or I will tell him how you are so madly in love with him, and how desperately hard you are trying to break us apart."

I shoved her off of me. "Don't touch me. Fine, tell Chris whatever you want."

"I will, because he trusts me." Mandy snapped.

"He trusts you? Here you are, standing here staying that Chris, the one you love and have been dating for one and a half years, trusts you, right before you go and lie to him? You know you don't deserve Chris, you are just toying with him, and someday you are going to hurt him. And when you do, I will personally slap that ridiculously fake smile off your face." I said, chucking my paper towel into the garbage.

"He's deserves someone better than you." I said, leaving the bathroom.

"Like you?" She snorted.

"Maybe..." I whispered to myself.