Chris & Eva Fanfiction

Part 4 - Eva's POV

Eva's POV
1:30 pm
[Chris and Eva are sitting down at a table in a small coffee shop.]

I sip my coffee and Chris stares at me dead in the eyes just watching me.

"Stop doing that, it's weird." I say.
I don't even know why I decided to go through with this. There is no reason I should be here.

He keeps staring and a grin spreads across his face.

"Sorry, you're a bit distracting." He replies.

I cross my arms and we sit in silence for a few moments.

"So Eva, tell me about yourself. Other than you like hooking up with me when you're drunk off your ass, which is like, all the time" he says with a smile.

I glare at him, taken aback. "You know Chris, I was starting to sorta warm up to the idea that maybe there was a nice person inside that douchebag body of yours but clearly I was wrong."

I stand up and reach for my bag, but then as I turn to walk away Chris leans over the table and grabs my arm gently.

"Shit, okay.. I was just joking around. Please, sit down." he says looking concerned.

This is my chance to walk out of here and never look at him again. But, for whatever reason I stupidly sit back down.

"I was just messing with you, Eva." he says as he sips his coffee.

I nod at him, I mean he isn't exactly wrong but he doesn't need to be so damn rude about it.

"Well, you clearly don't mind us hooking up because every time we are at the same party you come waltzing over with that stupid grin on your face." I say.

"Fair enough." He grins. "But really, let's get to know each other a little more, shall we?"

I raise my eyebrows at him, "No, I'm not sleeping with you."

He laughs loudly, "I wasn't implying that, but I'm glad the idea was running through your mind." He winks.

I cross my arms and rest them on the table, leaning in towards him.

"I want to learn more about you, I can only imagine your stories are much more interesting than mine. The boy who can't hold a relationship. Have you never been loved? Daddy issues? What makes Chris Schistad, Chris Schistad? I mean, I have had my fair share of hookups, but at least I could hold a solid relationship." I say, glaring at him.

He bites his inner lip for a second, his mind clearly thinking as he taps his fingers on the table.

"And you think I'm the only ass here?" He glares back at me.

"Am I wrong?" I ask him.

"You don't know anything about me, Mohn." he snaps back.

"I don't care to know anything about you, Schistad." I mock him.

"If you don't care, why are you sitting here across the table from me?" He asks questioningly.

Why am I here? I don't have to be, do I want to be? I have no fucking clue. This is all just confusing. I don't have an answer.

"That's what I thought." He smirks.
"Come on, we've got more places to stop at."

He stands up and I follow behind him as he walks out the door.

- - -

2:34 pm

"Now where are we going?" I ask him as I buckle my seatbelt.