So High School (Chris Evans) 18+

9

"You wearing that to work?" Daniel asks as I walk downstairs one morning and pop some toast in the toaster.

"Yeah? I brought it yesterday, why?" I frown.

He shrugs. "Just that it doesn't seem like a work outfit that's all. More like something you'd wear out with your friends. The colour's nice though, maybe it's the style I'm not used to seeing". He gives me a kiss and takes his briefcase. "Gotta run. See you tonight".

"Love you". I say and butter my toast, then stopping and going to take another look in the mirror. Maybe it isn't my style.

I head back upstairs and take it off, shoving it in the wardrobe. I can't take it back now, I've taken the damn tags off it. It'll just have to sit there. Changing into something else, I quickly inhale breakfast and grab my lunch. I've been on a diet since Daniel proposed and there is progress, so at least I'm happy.

I'd kill for a Frappuccino right now.

Only a few more days and we'll be flying out to Boston for Thanksgiving. Then he can finally meet the rest of my family, and Chris...

I wonder what their interaction is going to be like if I'm honest. It should be fine, but from Chris's part it makes me more curious. He likes my Instagram posts and sometimes comments on them every now and then. I want nothing more than to press 'call' and have a conversation- just to hear his voice. But I know it's wrong of me to do that.

I get to work and try to get on with my day before Libby calls in the afternoon. "Heeeeey!"

"Hey you, how's married life?"

"Ugh! The best! We just got back from Sandals and it was amazing". She says and begins to tell me about her belated honeymoon. "Sooooo, how's wedding planning going for you? We can't wait to meet Daniel".

"Yeah, it's ok". I wave it off

"Just 'ok'?"

"Yeah. To be honest it's all a little overwhelming, but we've set a date for next year and now it's all the other stuff to plan".

She chuckles. "I get it. I was a complete bitch when I was planning - I didn't mean to be though. I just felt like I was doing everything by myself".

Yeah. Me too. Aside from the venue that Daniel chose (I've got to be honest. It's not the kind of place I thought I'd get married but I didn't want to upset him as he loved it from the moment we walked in), it's now down to me to sort flowers, catering, the cake, the dress - everything, while he works and pays for it. Well, not the dress, my mum has already stated she's paying for that.

"You excited though?" She asks.

"For the wedding or thanksgiving?"

"Both".

I toy with the pen in my hand. "Yeah, looking forward to being with the family again, and for you guys to meet Daniel".

"I can't believe he didn't know who Chris was". She laughs.

I manage to let out a chuckle. "He's not big on superhero films, so it's no surprise. Besides I think Chris would prefer that over someone going overboard and asking him loads of questions and stuff".

"True". Libby agrees. "Have you spoken to him since you left?"

"Not really. He'll leave a like or comment on my Instagram posts, but that's about it".

"Shame you never moved over here, otherwise you could've bagged yourself an actor". Libby laughs, and I do lightly. But part of me feels like it is mourning that my single years are ending and my married ones are going to begin. I'm going to be somebody's wife, and the thought is a little scary. I do love Daniel though. It's just going to be weird putting his last name on things like bills and my driving license instead of my own.

"Chris probably wouldn't have gone for me anyway, even if I had moved. He's dated Jessica Biel for crying out loud. I don't match up to a pretty actress".

"No, but let's face it - you had him first and he had you".

This conversation needs to stop. "And that's how it's gonna stay. It was special enough but we've both moved on now. He's got his life and I have mine".

"Think you could persuade Daniel to ever move over here?" She asks like she has done in the past.

"I don't think so Libs. The idea isn't something that appeals to him". I see that I've got a meeting soon and finish up the call with her, but seeing a text that had come through while I was on the phone to her.

Chris: looking forward to Thanksgiving. How's everything going?

Tam: bit stressful trying to plan a wedding, but that's expected. You working on anything new?

Chris: wrapped on another Avengers film recently. Now just having some time off.

Tam: bet you're relieved in some ways.

Chris: can be hard going, but I love it and I'm obviously thankful for the opportunities I get.

Tam: adoring fans, women falling at your feet 😏

Chris: 😂 to name a few, yeah - maybe not so much women falling at my feet.

Tam: don't lie Evans - they obviously do. 

Chris: one literally did in a stampede to get to me. Pays to have good security.

Tam: oh how the other half live 😝

Chris: sorry, that sounded pretty pretentious of me.

I sit back and drum my fingers on the table before I go to message him back.

Tam: you looking forward to thanksgiving?

Chris: I am. Gotta admit it'll be better with you here this year. And yeah I know you're engaged and stuff. It wasn't a line to try and make a move on you or anything.

Tam: I know. You bringing anyone special?

Chris: nope. Just me.

I have no idea what I can say to that and instead tell him that I need to go into my meeting, but I'll see him soon. Only a few more days, and then I will - and I'm not sure how I should feel about it at all.