Part of Your World:A Chris Evans FanFiction

47.

 We took our time getting ready to go to the park. I had wanted to dress up for Disney. I had photography plans, so I put on my woodland creatures dress and spent quite a while in the bathroom perfecting my hair and makeup, aiming for Disney Princess. By the time I was done, I'd managed to pull of the whole 'doe eye' look. Smokey eyes with a pale blue highlight. I'd even used mascara so my lashes looked almost like I was wearing falsies.

Chris also seemed to want to look perfect and it actually started to get really annoying. He kept changing his mind about what he wanted to wear. He put on something casual like jeans and a tee, and then switch to something really formal. I don't know what was going through his head, but he eventually settled on dress pants with boots and a light blue, short sleeved button up shirt. He also shaved which really shocked me. I came out of the bathroom to see him pulling his boots on and his face clean shaven. I stopped dead and did a double take when I saw him.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked me.

I blinked and shook myself. "Um, yes. Just need to put my shoes on."

There was a park representative waiting for us in the hotel lobby. I guess we were doing the VIP thing again today. I wondered if that was something he got because of Marvel, or if he'd paid for it but I didn't want to ask. His money, he can spend it how he wants.

We headed over to the Magic Kingdom. Magic Kingdom had the most in common with what Disney Land California was, so part of me was a little disappointed that was how we were starting out. I wanted to go to Epcot and ride on Spaceship Earth. I had to admit, Cinderella's castle was magnificent. I couldn't stop taking photos of it.

At the park Chris was just all over the place. He would get really clingy; holding both my hands in his and then pull away suddenly. If I tried to put an arm around him he'd push me away. When I made suggestions about what we could do next they were rarely good plans. He would always say something like 'That's in the wrong direction', 'That ride will take too long', 'We need to follow this plan, Emily.' It really started getting to me after a not long at all. My emotions felt raw and exposed and just before midday I couldn't take it anymore.

"Chris!" I snapped at him, when he rejected the idea of us going to ride space mountain. "You are really ruining this for me today. Whatever the fuck you have going on in there," I tapped him on the forehead "Can you please just spit it out, because I am about to go back to the hotel and leave you here alone."

Chris looked really alarmed. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. "I'm so sorry, Em." He said. "I didn't ... it's just ..." He looked over at William our park guide. "We're going to see Ariel right?"

William looked at his watch. "Yes, we can definitely head over there now."

I groaned. "We met Ariel at Disney Land. Do we have to do that again?"

"But you liked it." He said defensively. "You'll like it. Come on." He took my hand and we walked to Ariel's grotto. His palms were clammy and I followed him reluctantly, dragging my feet as we walked.

When we got there, there was no one else around. We weren't being fast passed, he'd had this set up for us. I was beyond perplexed at this point. We followed William through a curtained off area and Ariel was sitting on a large bench with an open clam shell behind her, dressed as a mermaid as opposed to human princess when I'd met her at Disney Land.

"Hello, Emily! It's nice to see you again!" She said as I walked toward her. Obviously it wasn't the same Ariel as last time. This whole set up was complex and elaborate. I turned to Chris and raised my eyebrows. He was beaming. God, he called me the nerd.