Wilde One (Chris Evans) 18+

9

"What are you doing?" I look across and immediately hide my face as Chris is either filming or taking a picture of me. 

"Documenting this". He replies and turns the camera around as he now mouths "She's never even watched Charlie Brown". 

"Oh my god". I shake my head and look away as I'm sure he's panned it back around. "I'm watching it now aren't I?" 

He makes some kind of face into the camera and then turns it to Dodger who is nestled between us both. I don't mind him making videos, we both have some from a walk we took with Dodger the other day, as well as a few pictures. He's got one of me dancing around the kitchen while Dodger is jumping up and down alongside - then there's the cute moments where we're just chilling on the couch, snuggled up and he wants the memory just because. 

Plus, there's one from the newest game that I've now become a member of. 

Scare wars. 

I got caught yesterday by Chris jumping out of the laundry room, and now I have to think of some creative way to get him back. Lisa did warn me about this, and now a few days later from the first meeting with her, I got the first 'scare' from my wonderful boyfriend. 

Boyfriend. 

It still feels weird to now call him that. Then again it's still a strange feeling to actually be finally be dating the man I've been crushing on for years. I go home in just a few days and already I'm dreading leaving. But I've promised Taylor we'd meet up for a girls night with a few others, so I can't miss that - plus I want any gory details that she has to tell us on the new love in her life. 

There is some speculation online as to where I currently am. I've made a few Tik Toks of dancing and whatnot, and with my Instagram pictures, people have guessed I'm not in New York - and already some are joking that maybe I got lucky and I'm in Boston. 

They just don't know how right they are. 

"I mean I could post a similar picture". Chris said yesterday with a devilish look on his face. 

"You do that and your Instagram will explode - quite a few of your fans are Swifties too and they follow me. We'll be rumbled within a day". 

If they can solve Taylor's Easter eggs she leaves, then they'll easily find out about us. 

"Just let them speculate". I shrug it off. "Besides, we don't have to confirm anything to anyone". 

We don't owe anyone any kind of confirmation or explanation whatsoever - even though a few entitled fans of his will probably say that we do.

Right now I'm just enjoying the calm before the hurricane that could come if people did find out about us. He may be taking it easy and not working as much at the moment - but he's still in the public eye. I've seen how Taylor handles it, and although I know it wouldn't be as mad as that - I still feel weird about people photographing me when I'm out with her. 

He buries his face into my neck now we're just chilling watching the film. "I really don't want you to leave". 

"I know". I turn my head slightly to kiss him, even if it is his hair. "I said to Taylor I'd be back for the girls night though". 

"Yeah I know, you're gonna be back for Scott's birthday though? He's already guilt tripped you by saying that he's gonna cry himself to sleep if you're not there". 

It's true. He has, so I'll be coming back to Boston in a couple of weeks. It looks as though I'll be back and forth between here and New York for the rest of my time off, but I'm not complaining. 

"I'll be there, I promise". 

**

Even leaving my own family to move over here, I didn't cry this much as I am now. It's only for a couple of weeks and yet I'm a mess as I zip up my case, ready to head back to New York. I have no idea what I'm gonna be like when we have to go back on tour. 

"Hey, it's ok - I'm only a call away". Chris hugs me as I bury my face into his chest and hold on tight. 

"Too far". Comes my muffled reply. 

As much as I want to stay, I have a few other things cropping up with friends outside of Taylor. They're eager to see me so we have a few nights in and out also planned. I know I'm going to need to find a balance with Chris and work of course. He understands though, he knows what it's like having to be in various places with little time. 

I pull away and take my case outside to the hallway, waiting for the Uber that's on it's way. "I'll call you when I'm home, ok?" I say as I kiss him for what's probably the hundredth time this morning. 

"Harp, go home - get yourself settled. I'll shoot you a message later and call you". He instructs, stealing another kiss as my Uber announces its arrival. "I'll see you in a couple of weeks".

I nod but don't say anything because I don't want him to see me cry again. Instead I silently let it out as the car is moving away from the house - then my phone pings once we're on the road to the airport. 

Missing you already, Wilde one xx