We both got dressed.
I was straightening my skirt, as Chris walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, in a warm embrace."Let's go to my place." He suggested placing a soft kiss on my cheek.
Before I could say anything, he spoke again. "We can stop by your hotel, if you want to grab, some of your things."
It was like he could read my thoughts."Okay." I said, nodding in agreement.
We went to my hotel, so I could grab some of my things. I guess he wanted me to stay the night and a huge smile crept onto my face by the thought.
I was a bit surprised as he got out of the car with me and followed me into the hotel. I hated how everyone's eyes turned towards us, but I guess I just had to learn how to deal with that.
I sighed in relieve as we finally reached the elevator, and got away from all of the attention.
"Are you okay?" Chris asked a bit concerned.
"Yeah. It's just wierd, being the center of attention, when I'm around you." I said smiling weakly.
"You'll get used to it, with time." He said, giving me a reassuring smile.
I felt a huge smirk creeping onto my face. Maybe he really was serious about this thing, we had going? I felt so happy, by the thought.
He slowly reached for my hand, and entwined our fingers, before he leaned over and placed a quick, but soft, kiss on my lips.
I felt so lucky, as we walked down the hall hand in hand. He was handsome, funny, easy to talk to, and he managed to make me feel like the most special person in the whole world.
"Do you want anything, while you wait for me?" I asked as we walked into my hotel room.
"No, I'm good." He answered smiling.
He quietly sat down on the bed, as I ran around the room and packed some of my stuff.
"I'm just going to change, if you don't mind." I said with a huge smirk on my face, as I took out a more casual outfit.
"Not at all." Chris answered with a huge smirk, as he laid down on the bed and crossed his arms under his head.
It was completely new for me, to be so comfortable around a guy, and I almost enjoyed his intense stare, as I changed my clothes.
"I must say. I have great taste." He said smirking, as he watched me, making me chuckle.
Before I knew of it, he rolled to the other side of the bed, grabbed my wrist and pulled me onto him, making me chuckle again.
I quickly straddled him and leaned down to kiss him, as he wrapped his arms around my back, pulling me closer to him.
Chris pulled away a bit, and pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.
"You're beautiful." He whispered, searching for eye contact.
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The Assistant (Chris Pratt Love story)
FanfictionChris Pratt fanfiction/Love Story. *I don't own any of the characters except for Melissa.* *English isn't my native language, sorry for missspellings.*