Part of Your World:A Chris Evans FanFiction

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 Chris and I made our plans for our trip. We booked flights with QANTAS. We were flying first class. I was kind of excited just for that. We had decided it would be best to stay in a hotel for the time in Australia too. It was going to piss my parents off, but they were undoubtedly going to get pissed off at some point anyway. At least they could be pissed off in a different building to us. We booked a room at the Hyatt. Mostly because I had always loved the building. For our week in Orlando we were staying in Disney World at the Grand Floridian Resort for 5 nights, and then two nights at the Hard Rock Hotel at Universal Studios. Gaby would be joining us for those two nights at Universal. After Florida we were then spending the week with Chris' mum in Boston.

Chris finished up with Captain America. There was a massive wrap party that I chose not to go to. We were still not sure about the whole 'making our relationship public' things. It was one thing for people he worked with to know about me and meet me, but it was another thing to go to a big public event together. Especially this one where people were beginning to pay attention to him. Chris didn't get back until sometime late the following morning and he had Hayley and Sebastian with him. They were all still drunk, and proceeded to annoy me while I tried to work to the point I ended up having to give up on it entirely until they passed out on the couch.

October was pretty uneventful. We forgo any Halloween celebrations, thanks to our flight out the next morning, and just spent the night fielding trick-or-treaters. I'd never had trick-or-treaters come to my house before. I really liked it. Halloween is awesome. Stupid Australia not doing it.

And finally it was November. We were off on our trip. Gaby was taking care of the house and East while Chris and I were away. We boarded the plane and were directed to our seats by a flight attendant. First class was crazy. They make it look like all it is is just bigger chairs and ice cream on TV. It is so much more than that. The seats were all separate and in these pods. They were huge. I mean, the seat itself took up as much room as two whole seats in economy. Including the pod it was basically two entire rows. There were drawers in the pod for keeping your things, an extra seat so you can actually eat with the person you were traveling with on a large fold out table, and a TV. Not to mention that the chair was a massage chair. I don't think I'd be worrying about my comfort for this flight. I sat in my chair and looked at Chris across the aisle. I frowned.

"What's the problem?" He asked. "Not fancy enough for you?"

"You're so far away." I groaned, scrunching my nose. "How are we going to fool around?"

Chris patted his lap and I laughed.

After take off I did actually go over to him and sit on his lap. He reclined his seat back so our legs were up and I lay curled into him, lying my head on his chest. I guess it wasn't completely unheard of because none of the flight attendants said anything to us other than to offer us drinks.

"So, there's something you should know, that I have been a bit worried about telling you." I said, running my hand up and down the veins on his arm.

"If it's that your Grandparents are massive racists, then don't worry, I usually expect that." Chris said.

"No. Not at all actually. My great grandmother was actually Aboriginal. And as far as I'm aware they weren't at least in an obvious way racist to any other races. Quite accepting of immigrants and refugees. It's the gays my family can't tolerate, remember?" I said. Chris laughed. "But I don't have any grandparents left. The last of them died about five years ago. This is about Jessica."

"What about her?" Chris asked.

"Well, she's kind of still friends with most of my friends back there. I met her through them. I think it's kind of why I tend not to talk about them much. Talking about them usually ends up with me talking about her, and I hate being that person. So yeah, anyway, you're probably going to meet her."