Angel Next Door

Fan Encounter

Evan's POV:
"Hey baaaaabe?"
"Yes baby?"
"Are you naked right now?" Her head pops out from behind the shower curtain to give me a 'what do you think?' stare. Laughing, I stick my tongue out at her.
"No Evan I decided it would be easier to shower with my clothes on, that way they could be washed too." Even though I can't see her face now, I clearly hear the sarcasm in her voice.

"Don't make me come in there." Before I can make good on my threat, the water shuts off, she steps out wrapping a towel around her, then walks to my perch on the sink.
"Just what were you going to do if you did come in there?" She smirks, "oh I might do something like....this." I lean in to lick the water from her neck then suck lightly behind her ear, her breathing speeds slightly, "but since you got out I don't have to now." I shoot her a smirk sliding off the sink heading for the bedroom.

I've only managed to step in the doorway with one foot hovering over the bedroom floor, when she tackles me from behind. Luckily I manage to grab the frame to keep us from falling over.

"Think you can tease me and get away with it?" She giggles in my ear, her arms clamped firmly around my chest. "Well that was the plan." I joke. At that, her teeth sink playfully into my jaw.

Without reacting, I take a few steps into the bedroom so she won't get hurt, before I make my move; in one quick motion, I've slipped from her arms and managed to pull her into my chest. Her hands pinned in my grip behind her back with our faces barely inches apart. "What are you gonna do now huh?" I nip at her lower lip, "no fair Evan, you're stronger." She pouts adorably.

*Later That Day*

"I'll have a double cheeseburger, some fries with a beer. Thanks."
"Umm a (your favorite sandwich), some fries with a (your favorite drink) please. Thanks."
"Alright I'll be right back with your drinks." She makes sure to flash Evan a big smile as she heads back towards the kitchen. "Well seems someone is a fan." I joke turning to find Evan staring, not at the waitress, but at me. "What? Something on my face?" He grins shaking his head, "it's just, you're so beautiful. I love you so much." My face grows hot from the blush that takes it over at his random compliment. "I love you too. So so much."

I'm laughing so hard at the joke Evan just told about being on set, when the presence pops up beside our table.

"Hi Mr. Peters, I'm so sorry to bother you but I was wondering if I could get a picture with you?" Evan flashes a smile at the girl.
"Sure thing." I sit awkwardly as the pic is taken, followed by some light conversation between him and her. I zone out for most of the conversation until I hear "oh so she's your new girlfriend", my head snaps in the their direction. The tone of her voice is unmistakeable; she doesn't like that I'm with Evan.

"Yes she is. Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to get back to her." Uh oh he's annoyed. She thanks him again, gives me a very disgusted look then heads for her table. Which just so happens to be two tables away-super.

Once back at her table, her friend says something I can't hear but her answer is said loud and clear; "Yeah he is so sweet but he should have stayed with Emma. His new girlfriend isn't that pretty." The girl and her friend giggle.

The table becomes very interesting at that point as I try to avoid looking at Evan so he can't see that her comment slightly bothers me. "Baby? Hey don't listen to them.....baby? Alright fuck this." My eyes jerk to him as he angrily slides from his booth. I'm barely able to grab his wrist in time before he can get any closer to her table, "Evan don't. It's fine just leave it please." He stares at me still fuming then slides in next to me, "c'mere" his arms wrap around me holding me tight against his chest, "I love you." He whispers into my hair, "I love you." I whisper back into his chest.

*Back Home*

Third Person POV:
Evan lays in the newly purchased bed watching (Y/N) sleep peacefully beside him, the scene at the restaurant forgotten in blissful unconsciousness. He on the other hand, is still bothered by what happened. How anyone could say she isn't beautiful is beyond him-her beauty is both inside as well as outside.
She reaches out placing a hand on his bare chest which he kisses the palm of, as if she can read his mind she says; "stop worrying about it. Go to sleep."

He pulls her into his arms, with whispered "I love you. Goodnight" he snuggles in dozing off.

A/N: *thinking* I should probably proof read this.....nah it should be ok. 😝 Sorry if it sucks.