Chris & Eva Fanfiction

Part 6 - Chris' POV

7:34 am

Eva Mohn snores big time. She basically rattles the entire bed while she sleeps.

It's kinda cute.

The the moon shines through my window curtains, lighting across Eva's face.

I set my head on my hand, looking at her. She facing me and it's taking a lot to not place my lips on her right now.

Not in an aggressive fuck me way, more like a you're so beautiful I can't get enough way.

And that's when I realize that I might have actual feelings for Eva.

She stirs and opens her eyes, I lay back down and try and pretend like I wasn't just creepily watching her sleep or anything like that.

"Were you just watching me sleep?" She asks, her voice hoarse from sleep.

I look back at her, "Maybe. At least I didn't try and take my shirt off of your body no matter how much I wanted to." I grin and roll over to my side and face her.

"You're stupid and I hate you." She moans and throws a pillow over her face.

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8:30 am
- Eva's POV -

I must have fallen back asleep because when I wake its light out and the other side of the bed is empty.

I sit up and rub my eyes. Where's Chris? What's that smell? Why the hell was he watching me sleep?

I slip out of the bed and walk out down the hallway.

"Chris?" I call out. No response. I wouldn't be shocked if he left me here.

I walk down the stairs, my feet cold against the tile and make my way around the corner and into the kitchen.

Chris is making pancakes? Correction, Chris is trying to make pancakes.

"Uhhh." I walk and sit at the counter, tucking Chris' shirt under me.

"Shit!" He yells and shakes his hand.

"Are you okay?" I ask. He turns and smiles at me embarrassed.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just making pancakes and burning my fucking finger off." He laughs.

"You mean you're trying to make pancakes but failing?" I laugh and get up off the chair, making my way next to him.

"Let me finish it up. You did a beautiful job, really, but let the real cook do the rest." I shoo him away and he rolls his eyes and makes his way to one of the chairs.

I pour some pancake mix on the pan and wait for it to finish.

"You know," he says, "if that shirt was just a bit shorter on you I would have a great view this morning."

I turn and face him. "I'm burning your pancakes just for saying that."

He laughs and shakes his head, "That was a compliment."

"Was it?" I ask. I flip the pancake over and grab the plate on the counter.

I walk the plate over to Chris and he glares at me.

"You're really giving me a burnt pancake for telling you your ass is great?" He says.

I raise my eyebrows, "Fine, I'll make you another one a little less burnt."

I turn around and then look back at Chris who is very much staring at my ass and biting his lip.

"You're a pervert, you know that?" I say.

"You know you like it." He smirks and winks at me.

9:27 am

I change back into my clothes I wore to Chris' house and hand him his shirt back.

"I should probably get back home." I say. Home to what though? My mom who is never there?

"Yeah sure, if that's what you want." He replies and tosses the shirt on his bed.

Is it what I want?

He heads out the door and I follow him. I get to the front door and put my shoes on and he opens to door for me and grabs his car keys on the way out.

I plop down in the passenger seat and he slides in.

"So, was I right? Did you fall in love with my charming personality and boyish good looks?" He laughs softly and pulls out the driveway and down the road.

"No, I most definitely am not in love with you." I give him a look.

He slightly grins and shakes his head.
"Not yet."

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A/N
helllllooooo my wonderful readers whom i love so much!! i hope this chapter wasn't a letdown. i'm trying to get better at longer chapters but sometimes they can only be so much!! thank you so much for 800 reads already that's nUTSSSS. y'all rock. please remember to vote and COMMENT!! i read EVERY SINGLE comment and they make me smile and light up my day. thank you again! i'll update after christmas (: hope you have a wonderful christmas/happy holidays 🖤
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