The Assistant (Chris Pratt Love story)

Chapter 12

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.

"Chris?" I said surprised before he stepped closer to me and crashed his lips onto mine, in a long passionate kiss.

I had to gasp for air, as he pulled away with a smirk. "Well, hi." I chuckled, a bit out of breath.

I took a step back so he could come in.

"I thought you weren't coming back until monday morning." I stammered, as I closed the door.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you." Chris said as he walked up to me. His words made my heart jump in my chest.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.
"And I couldn't wait to see you again." He said softly, before he leaned down and placed a kiss on my lips.

I guess my text didn't ruin anything.

"I'm watching a movie. Do you want to join me?" I asked smirking.

"Sure." Chris answered happily.

He quickly got out of his jacket and shoes and climbed into bed, next to me.
I pressed the play button and turned my eyes to Chris.

He gave me a warm smile, before he lifted his arm up, inviting me to lay closer to him.

I carefully snuggled closer to him. I placed my head on his chest and threw my arm over his stomach. I could almost sense a smile creep onto his face, as he wrapped his arm around my body, holding me closer to him.

We watched the rest of the movie in silence. Chris slowly trailed his fingers up and down my arm.

I felt like the luckiest girl in the whole world, laying there in his arms. I couldn't be happier. He came back early, just to see me. How lucky could one be?

I shifted a bit, as the movie finished. I looked up in his perfect green eyes and smiled. Suddenly I realized that I didn't wear any make up, and that my hair was messy.

I quickly looked away, and laid back on the bed, embarrassed by the way I was looking.

"What was that?" Chris asked confused.

"I'm not wearing any make up." I said quietly, trying to hide my face a bit.

Chris grabbed a hold of my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"You're beautiful, with or without make up." He said softly, looking me directly into the eyes.

His words almost made my heart melt and made me feel so much more comfortable. He slowly leaned down and started kissing me passionately, as his hands slowly trailed down my side.

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I rested my head on Chris's bare chest, while he ran his fingers through my hair.

"Amy and Rashida posted pictures of you last night. It seemed like you had a great time." Chris said. I could hear, that he was smirking.

"Yeah. We had fun." I chuckled.

"They're very sweet." I added, thinking about what they said about Chris last night.