We're fine without him () Chris Evans x OC ✓

Chapter 8

*JAMES' POV, THE NEXT MORNING*

"James? Are you awake?" Robin asks. "Well yeah, now I am." I sigh, tonight wasn't the best night. Chris stayed up with uncle Scott and their friends all night for the game. Right before I fell asleep I could still hear laughing and yelling. "Can we go downstairs?" Robin asks. He sounds scared.

"Sure." I stand up and put on the clothes Chris laid down for us last night. He got us matching Red Soxs jerseys. The only difference is our names on the jersey. "Did you sleep well?" I ask. "Nope, they were soooooo loud!" I nod. "Yeah!"

We go downstairs. Robin forced me to walk first because he was scared. Probably because we heard a really loud scream last night. Maybe the Soxs lost, maybe they won. Someone is laying on the couch. "Is that uncle Scott?" Robin whispers, wrapping his arms around me like a scaredy cat.

"I think he is." I continue walking towards the living room with my brothers arms still around me. "Jay, I'm scared." I sigh before saying something. "Don't Row, it's okay. It's just uncle Scott." I sit down, Robin follows and sits down next to me.

"Is he dead?" I ask. "I don't know." Uncle Scott lets out a big snore, scarring my brother. "You wanna watch tv?" I ask to light him up. "Yeah, do you know how it works?" I scoff. "Of course I know how it works, I'm no idiot." I grab the remote control and turn on youtube. "Wanna watch the game?" I ask, turning to Robin. "Yeah." I put on the recap of the Red Soxs game.

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We watched the recap and a few other videos for about an hour. The game was very exciting, The Soxs won with two more points than the other team. That's why they were yelling and screaming in the middle of the night. Or because of something else. "That game gave me chills." Robin says with a massive smile, and that makes me smile. "Me too."

*THIRD PERSON POV*

Chris just woke up. He's in bed with some girl. Heather? No. He can't remember her first name. The girl woke up and got out. "Where are you going baby?" He asks with a smile. "Downstairs, I'm hungry." She answers, Chris quickly gets up and walks over to the girl. He grabs her hand and puts it on his crotch. "I can help." She sighs before saying something. "Not that, real food, hottie."

She kissed Chris' cheek before going downstairs. She has a shirt of Chris' on with her panties from last night. Jon invited some of his girlfriends to watch the game, or do other stuff. Scott kept his hands off any woman, he's gay and doesn't enjoy doing the dirty with them.

First thing the woman sees is Chris' brother passed out on the couch, and two little boys sitting next to Scott. Who are they? She recognizes them from something, but she doesn't know from what. She's too high on Chris' cum for that.

The boys turn around, now she recognizes them! "Good morning ms Stevenson." James said with a smirk. "Aah!" She quickly turned around and ran back into Chris' bedroom.

"What's wrong? Why did you scream?" Chris quickly gets up again and grabs the girls forearms. "J-J-Jameson a-a-and R-R-Robinson! My students, your sons, they-they saw me!" She pushed Chris out of their hug and put on her clothes. "I am leaving right now Chris. I'm not gonna sleep with you again, your sons are in my class! That would be wrong! I could lose my job!"

Chris rests his hands on his hips and sighs. "You go make up a good story to explain why their teacher was at their house! And not for any school reasons!" She grabbed all of her stuff and quickly ran out of the door. He can't do anything. It's his own fault he couldn't resist Bonnie. Bonnie! That's her name!

"And I didn't even get her number." He mumbles as he picks up some clothes from the floor to wear. After he put on some clothes he went downstairs.

*CHRIS' POV*