Delicate () Chris Evans X OC ✓

Chris's birthday wish (-4)

*June 12th, 1996*

Tomorrow is Chris's birthday and I've been working on the song I wrote for him for a long time now. I'm sitting in my room with my guitar and my notebook. The song is so close to finished!

My phone starts ringing, Chris. I wanted to call him anyways to ask for his birthday wish. I did a few things for him.

I once baked chocolate chip cupcakes for him and he absolutely loved them so I decided to make them again.

I sewed him a blanket because he complained to me that his blanket was so itchy.

And the song. 'I'm only me when I'm with you'. I've spent most of my time that I didn't spend with Chris on this song and it's beautiful. Not that anyone has heard it yet, but I think it's beautiful.

"Hey Sunny, how are you?" Chris asks through the phone.

"I'm great, wonderful actually! So I wanted to ask you something, do you have any particulair birthday wish that I could help you with?"

"Wow, how to be specific? Uhm, well. I've been thinking about introducing you to my family and I thought tomorrow would be perfect. Do you like pasta? My mother is making my favorite pasta for dinner."

My eyes widened. "That's your birthday dinner, Chris. You're sure about this?"

"Emma of course I'm sure about this. 100 percent. You're gonna love my mom's pasta." I chuckle at his excitement for the food.

"If that's okay with your parents I would love to come."

"Yeah, okay, great! I'm gonna ask them. I'll let you know."

"Okay. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow Sweetheart, I lo-" He quickly stopped talking. But I know exactly what he wanted to say. "Bye."

And with that he hung up.

*Chris's POV*

I quickly hung up. Way to fuck up, Christopher. I almost told her I loved her over the phone. Which I do. I love her. Love love her. With all of my heart. No spot that doesn't love her.

"Hey Ma?" I ask while walking into the living room where my mom was sitting, watching the news.

"What's up Chris?"

I sit down next to her and start talking. "So is it okay if my girlfriend is coming over for dinner tomorrow night?"

"Your girlfriend? Of course that's okay! I'll make a little more pasta. Now tell me about her."

"Where do I start?" We both chuckle. "Her name is Emma, she's 14. She's in my class. She's really creative, she can sing very well and she plays piano and guitar too. She writes songs, they are incredible. She likes baking and sewing. I always call her Sunny because she reminds me of sunshine."

I continued telling my mom about her until she stopped me. "You gotta leave some things for her to tell about herself. But let me tell you something, son. You are in love."

"I know Ma, and I've known for over a month."

"Have you told her yet?"

"Nope. I almost said it over the phone." Mom face palmed herself before shaking her head.

"Then you should tell her, tomorrow evening. If you don't tell her then you'll tell her over the phone."

I sigh and nod.

*Emma's POV, June 13th*

Today is the day. Chris's birthday. Lucky for him it's a Saturday so he had the day off for his birthday. I've always been jealous of Henry because his birthday is in summer break.