The Assistant (Chris Pratt Love story)

Chapter 11

It was Saturday evening, and I was bored.

Suddenly my phone buzzed on the bed, next to me.

I looked at the screen. Unknown caller ID. Who could it be?

"Hello?" I said questioningly as I picked up the phone.

"Hey Melissa!
Rashida and I, are going out for a drink. Do you want to join us?" Amy asked on the other end of the phone.

"I would love to." I said excitedly.

"Great! At which hotel are you staying?

We agreed that they would grab a cab and pick me up on the way to the bar.

I quickly curled my hair in long soft curls, and applied some dark makeup.
I dressed in white jeans, a black top and black pumps.

I studied myself in the mirror. I looked pretty good. I just wished Chris would be there.

I felt pretty confident and good about myself as I walked down to the lobby and waited for Amy and Rashida.

10 minutes later I was in the cab with them, on the way to the bar.

They were so fun to be around.

"Thanks for inviting me." I said thankfully, as we sat down at a table in the corner.

We ordered a round of drinks and talked for a while. After a couple of rounds we started to get a bit tipsy, and started to take selfies and dance around.

"So, what is going on with you and Pratt?" Rashida asked curiously.

"I don't know." I slurred, before I felt my cheeks blush.

"He's definitely into you." Rashida said with a huge smirk on her face.

"You know about his divorce?" I asked insecurely. They both nodded in response.

"They worked really hard to make it work. But I guess it's hard with a child, and an actor's career." Amy said smiling weakly.

I nodded slowly and looked down at my hands fumbling with my glass.

"He's a great guy. You shouldn't worry." Amy said smiling reassuringly at me.

I nodded and smiled thankfully at her.

I sighed loudly. "I really fell for him." I said, pouting, before I covered my face in my hands.

"Awww. That's great!" They both exclaimed at the same time, making me look surprised at them, before I laughed at them.

We had another round of drinks and danced for a while. I really missed Chris, and I was getting pretty drunk.

I quickly grabbed my phone and texted him.

"I'm falling in love with you." I texted. I definitely got too much to drink and didn't think it through. I quickly put my phone away and joined Amy and Rashida on the dance floor.

The next morning I woke up by the sun hitting my face.

I slowly opened my eyes and immediately felt a sharp pain in my head.

Suddenly it hit me. I texted Chris last night.

"No, no, no." I said in panic, before I grabbed my phone and checked if I remembered it right.

I did send the text.

I felt the embarrassment wash over me. I probably just scared him away and ruined it all. I felt mortified.

I quickly took a shower. I put my hair in a bun and dressed in a pair of sweat pants and a top.

I was sitting in bed, watching a movie as it suddenly knocked on the door.

Who could that be? I thought to myself.

I quickly got out of bed and hurried to the door.

I opened the door  and was surprised and shocked, to see who were standing at my door step.