Outlawed | Chris Evans

Chapter Eighteen | See You Later

I wake up next to Chris. My stomach was aching horribly, I'm pretty sure it's because I'm leaving today. I'm anxious,slightly excited but as much as terrified. It's really hard to explain what's going on in my head or in this case my tummy.
I look at Chris, he looks so cute when he's sleeping. I stare at him for a while, admiring his beauty and appreciating everything he has done for me. I play with the necklace he gave me. I like the way it feels around my fingers, it always puts a smile on my face.
After awhile I decide to go to the kitchen, doesn't seem like I'm falling asleep anytime soon.

I got up and have a hot water with lemon juice. My go-to sick beverage. I didn't wanted to wake Chris up, I needed someone to talk to but it's 6 am. Everyone's asleep. Out of a sudden I burst out crying, not loudly. I sat on the corner of the kitchen and covered my mouth so I won't wake him up. I was drowning in my own emotions, I usually wouldn't have a breakdown but this one was predictable and also understandable. I leaved my tears out until I've felt relieved. I washed my face and glanced at my reflection. My cheeks and under eyes were all reddish because of my crying. It'll probably be like that for at least ten minutes. I went back to the bedroom to pick up my book, that'll keep me occupied for a while.

Slowly on my tiptoes I enter the bedroom and bend down to reach my book. I sense Chris turning around. Hopefully I'm not waking him up. As I turn to leave Chris sits up and looks at me then rubs his eyes.

"What time is it?" He says yawning.

"SUMMERTIME!!" I refer to the high school musical series but he's too old to understand that reference.

"I understood that reference!"

"I highly doubt that." I say smiling.

"Why are your cheeks red?" Great, he realized.

"Global warming man, that shit is serious." I say seriously.

"What?"

"You should go back to sleep."

"Did you cry?" Damn this man is smart.

"Gotta zayn." I say and rush downstairs. Man why am I so ridiculously awkward like get your shit together Katherine, what the fuck does 'gotta zayn' even mean??? He's too old to understand teenage slang. Bye.

I throw myself on the couch and leave a deep breath, I really gotta work on my communication skills. I hear Chris' footsteps.

"You can't keep running from conversations." He says standing in front of me and raising a brow.

"I think I did pretty well."

"What's going on in your head?" He sits next to me.

"I'm okay, I was feeling very overwhelmed but I'm good now. I can deal with my own issues, you don't have to confront me every time."

"Okay, fair enough. You know you can always share your thoughts with me right?"

"Of course I do. It's no big deal, I'm a little intimidated by this whole England thing, you know leaving you, my friends, parents behind. I'll get over it. It's okay to be a little sad sometimes." I say smiling at him, he holds my hand and smiles too.

"Speaking of which, I have a friend who's in Manchester. Very trustworthy, I was thinking maybe you should go and meet with him when you arrive there. He knows the town pretty well. I'll write down his address and phone number, don't forget!" He gets up quickly, searching for a pen and paper. He writes the address,number and name then hands it to me. I skim the paper, the name catches my attention.

'Sebastian Stan.'

Sounds very familiar.

"Also you might want to package, we should be leaving in 2 hours." He says walking towards the kitchen. I mumble and go upstairs. I already brought my luggage to his place, I had to tidy my stuff that's all. I tidied the bed, picked up my stuff and throw them in the washer then went to the bathroom to take a quick shower and got dressed.

I dragged my luggage and other stuff downstairs and out them in front of the door. Ready to go.

"Come, have a quick breakfast!" Chris said.

"Don't be this sweet to me,I'll miss you even more." I say hugging him from behind.

"You're already dressed!" He says in shock.

"So?"

"Too bad that you'll get all messy and dirty again." He says checking me from head to toe.

"What does th-" Mid sentence Chris picks me up from my waist and makes me sit on his lap, I move my hips back and forth making him hard, he brings me in for a kiss, I hold him from his back for a better grip, rubbing his crotch with my other hand.

"Enough teasing." He says sharply and pulls my pants down, thrusting without a warning. I leave an unexpected loud moan which makes him even more crazy. We're both done, I got up, tidying myself, he zipped his pants and got up too.

"Let's eat, we'll be late." He says.

"That was so unexpected." I say smiling, he gives a smirk. Dork.

We eat and rush outside, we have to stop by my mums, I have to say goodbye to them to.

I see Cory sitting on the bench with my mom and dad, they are already outside. Good.

"Kathyy!!" My mom hugs me tightly.

"We have to rush, I didn't wanted to leave without saying goodbye." I say smiling. My dad comes in for a hug too.

"Don't be a stranger." My dad says.

"She can be a stranger, we've had enough of her." Cory says and hugs me too. I hate goodbyes. I wave them goodbye one last time and get back in the car.

"How was it?" Chris asks opening the radio.

"Nerve wrecking."

We both sit in silence for a while.

"Do you have your passport?"

"Yep."

"Keys?"

"Yep."

"ID?"

"Yep."

"Phone?"

"Gosh you're annoying shut up." I say laughing.

"Oh look it's my jam." Chris opens the volume.

"Please don't sin-"

"IS IT TOO LATE NOW TO SAY SORRY?" He sings.

"Stop."

"CUZ IM MISSIN MORE THAN JUST YOUR BODY."

"Oh look we're here how unfortunate." I say closing the radio.

"Every single time." Chris mumbles. Silly.

We get out my luggage, here I am. Standing in front of the airport. I'm so not ready.

I check in, I glance at Chris. He's looking at the ground, hands in his pocket. Thoughtful. My heart feels broken seeing him like that. I get my ticket and walk back to him.

"Hey." I stand next to him.

Flight 7739 to England, closing announcement, passengers proceed to the gates

He hugs me tightly, not saying anything, my eyes are getting watery, i don't want to cry. I hug him as tight as he did.

He pulls me out of the hug, staring at my eyes. His eyes also look watery.

"I love you." He kisses me. This one is different. This one feels odd. This is a goodbye kiss and I hate everything about it.

"Stay safe." He wipes my tear with his thumb. I fake a smile. Another announcement is made. I turn around to leave.

Halfway through I look back at him, his face was all red. He smiled at me. I got in the plane.

I sit down glancing through the window. As the plane took of, I look out of the window. I couldn't help but think all of the things I've left behind. The memories, the people.

This is gonna be a long flight. Off to a new start, I guess.