The Assistant (Chris Pratt Love story)

Chapter 13

We both eventually drifted off to sleep, so Chris ended up, staying the night.

The next morning I woke up, a couple of minutes before my alarm went off.

Chris had his arm wrapped around my waist, and I could feel his muscular chest against my back.

His hot breath tickled my neck.

I quickly reached for my phone, as the alarm went off.

"Good morning." Chris said sleepily, as I laid back on the bed. His morning voice, was really sexy.

"Why are you getting up this early?" He asked, as he pulled me closer, keeping me from getting up.

"I need to go for a run." I said exhausted by the thought.

"I should head to the gym too." He said sleepily.

I lifted myself a bit, so I was looking down at him.

"What if we both go and do our thing, and then meet for breakfast later?" I suggested.

"Great idea." Chris said before he sat up and kissed me.

We both got dressed.
I felt Chris's curious eyes on me as I changed into my running clothes.

We both finished up, before Chris walked up to me and kissed me goodbye.

"I'll see you later." He said before he kissed me again and walked off.

I couldn't believe, how lucky I was. He was just so amazing, in every single way.

I quickly went for a run, before I went back to my hotel to get ready to meet Chris.

I was running a bit late. A huge mass of people were gathered in front of the Café on the corner.

The paparazzi probably followed Chris. I sighed in frustration. Just what I needed. A huge crowd of paparazzi and fangirls.

I slowly pushed my way through the crowd and finally I was able to get inside the Café. I sighed in relief, before I noticed Chris sitting in the corner, almost hiding from all the fuss. I quickly walked to him and sat down.

"Hey, I'm so sorry." He said apologetically.
I smiled weakly at him.

"How are you dealing with this?" I asked sighing.

"You get used to it." He shrugged. "But I can't wait until I'm done with this." He added.

"You want to quit?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah. Someday." He answered.

I thought for a moment.

"How do we, deal with this? All the paparazzi. They're definitely going to write something." I said smiling weakly, but also a bit frustrated.

Chris quickly reached for my hand and gave it a light squeeze.

"Let them write, what they want." He said smiling reassuringly.

"Anna and I are going to do a public statement about our divorce, next week." Chris said, making me look up at him in surprise.

"I still don't know how to answer or how to feel about that." I said, making a confused grimace, making him chuckle lightly.