Ours (Chris Evans)

4

Chris's POV

As soon as he got back to the hotel that evening, Chris went straight on Instagram like a stalker to try and look up her account.

Of course it was private!

He then ended up scrolling through Tom's and the other guy who was with them accounts to see if he could see any pictures of her.

The only one he found was when he scrolled rather far back was, Harrison laying with his stomach on the floor and her body on top of his back, you couldn't see her face but Chris could tell it was her.
Tom was in the picture stood bent over next to them laughing.

His eyes instantly go to her perky ass, which is barely covered in the shorts she's wearing.

And now I'm hard again.

Going back to her profile he covers his thumb over the follow button, but decides against it locking his phone.

Running is hands over his face he plods off to the bathroom for a cold shower and to deal with his throbbing cock.

Letting the water run over his body, he grabs his dick and starts sliding his hand up and down, whilst picturing it being her tiny hand wrapped around it.

Finally reaching his release as he pictures her hand against him earlier and his holding her plump ass, he watches as his sins wash down the drain.

I feel like I've turned back into a teenage boy with a crush on a girl.

As he plods back to bed he suddenly realises they have the London premiere in a couple of days and now can't stop wondering if she will be there.
He knows Tom will be, but will he bring her again?

Two days later and Chris lands in London for the premiere and press tour.
Barely able to sleep in anticipation of potentially seeing Arabella again.

The next morning he gets showered and dressed before heading to meet up with some of the cast.

"Ready for a day of press" Scarlett greets him with a hug.
"As ready as I can be with little sleep" he grumbles.
"Wow someone's not their cheery self" she laughs.
"Sorry" he smiles at her before noticing Robert join the group.

"Excuse me" he says to Scarlet and makes his way over to Robert.
"Morning" Robert greets him.

"Morning" Chris replies thinking how he could bring Arabella up. "I noticed at your party the other night you talking to the girl Tom brought can't say I've seen your hold your hands up on defeat before" Chris tries to laugh it off while simultaneously holding a breathe.

"Oh you mean Arabella, I mentioned her work and she was bold enough to point out she was off the clock. She's a little firecracker that girl" Robert replies but gives him a look of intrigue, like he's wondering why he brought her up randomly.

But before they can talk anymore they are all called into the rooms with their partners for the day.

The day seemed to go incredibly slow and Chris couldn't get Robert's description out of his mind Firecracker.

His intrigue grew stronger and as he stepped out of the red carpet he was instantly searching for her.

Tom hadn't arrived yet, so he greeted fans and gave interviews all while keeping an eye on the arrival entrance.

His heart dropped a little when he saw Tom step out with his brothers but not Arabella.

As he made his way down the carpet it was almost like he could sense her presence, turning to look around he spots her amongst the crowd.