Fight For You (Chris Evans)

Chapter 9

3 Months Later

Sophie's POV:

Once I get home from work, I take a long shower, the warm water relieving all the tension in my muscles after a long and stressful week. I collapse onto the sofa in my comfiest pair of pyjamas when there's a knock at my door. I groan in annoyance, just wanting to relax. I can't catch a break. I reluctantly make my way to the door, deciding not to ignore whoever's knocking. I open the door to see a familiar pair of blue iris' and can't help but smile. Chris standing at my door with his overnight bag.

"Ahhhh!" I scream before charging at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He chuckles while lifting me off the floor, taking a couple of steps back to balance himself. "Hi sweetheart" he whispers into my shoulder with a small chuckle before placing me back on my feet. "Hi baby. What are you doing here?" I smile, cupping his face before pulling him down for a kiss. "I wanted to surprise you so I've flown here for the weekend" he explains, resting his hands on my waist. "Well I am surprised. Thank you, I really needed this" I reply, wrapping my arms around his torso and hugging him tightly. "It's ok, come on" he urges, bending to grab his bag while keeping an arm wrapped around me.

"Are you ok? You look tired" he asks while cupping my cheek, rubbing his thumb over my cheek and under my eye. "I am tired, but I'm ok. Just a long week at work" I snuggle into his side and he wraps his arm around me, pulling me towards him. "Do you wanna talk about it?" he offers, rubbing my arm slowly. "No, it's ok. Just a busy week, nothing in particular" I answer as I rest my head against his shoulder.

We start updating each other about our week and anything that's happened since we last spoke and I feel my eyes start to close. I fight to keep them open but it's quickly becoming a losing battle. "Baby" I reluctantly interrupt him while he's talking. "Yeah" he answers, completely unbothered by my interruption. "I'm sorry, really do wanna hear about what you've been up to but I'm about to fall asleep on your shoulder" I mutter with a tired smile, my head still resting on his shoulder my eyes still closed. His body shakes with his laugh and I feel him tilt his head to see my face. "It's ok. I'll tell you tomorrow" he answers, rubbing my arm assuringly.

I'm about to raise my head to go to bed but he hooks his arm under my knees before standing, lifting me with him. I wrap my arm around his shoulders with a smile. He really didn't have to do that. He walks through the apartment and into my bedroom where he lowers me onto the mattress carefully. He lifts the blanket over me before kissing me on the forehead. "I'll be right back" he whispers and I nod tiredly before I hear him walk away.

I'm practically asleep when I feel him climb into the bed a couple minutes later. He reaches his arm around my waist and pulls me towards him so that my back is flush against his chest. His arm remains around my waist and I rest my arm against his with a smile on my face. "I love you" I whisper tiredly, unsure if he could even hear me. "I love you too" he whispers before kissing my shoulder.

I wake the next morning with Chris' arm still wrapped around me, holding me tight against his chest. I can tell that he's still sleeping so I stay completely still, not wanting to wake him. While I lie awake, listening to his even breaths I think about all the mornings I wished he was here. I miss him every second that he's not here or I'm not in Boston. I just wish there was a way for us to live closer to each other. I would never ask or expect him to move to Brooklyn. His entire family is in Boston but my entire life is in Brooklyn. I'm not sure how we'll possibly compromise on this and find a way to end the long distance that I know we both hate.

"What are you thinking about?" Chris' voice pulls me from my thoughts, startling me a little. "Nothing" I sigh deeply before turning around to face him. "Are you sure? You can talk to me, you know that" he checks and pecks my lips gently, making me smile. "I was thinking about how much I love waking up beside you and how much I miss you when you're gone" I admit as I push his bed hair off of his forehead. "Oh sweetheart. I love this too and I miss you when we're apart too" he replies, stroking my cheek with his thumb. "It's just that we've been doing long distance for 8 months now and I don't know how we're gonna change that" I continue, worried about his response. He takes a deep breath causing my chest to tighten with anxiety.

"I know. I promised you that it wouldn't be forever and I plan on keeping that promise. We'll find a way to change it. It might end in either one of us moving or both of us moving somewhere in-between" he explains and I relax at his promise that it won't be forever. "I know, one or both of us will need to make sacrifices" I state sadly. Suddenly an idea comes to mind but it's crazy so I shove it down and focus on my weekend with Chris instead. "Likely, but we'll be ok because I love you so much. I'm not giving up on us" he assures me, leaning down to kiss me. "I love you too, I won't give up either" I reply happily, wrapping my arms around his neck, kissing him again.