Chance ~ Chris Evans

3. Lizzie's little party

I had applied some light make-up and was now waiting for Chris to show up so we could go to Lizzie. I decided to wear a plain jeans with some tank top, nothing special. Not soon after my make-up was done my phone started to ring, I picked it up.

"Hey Tilly? This is Chris, as in Evans? Anyway I'm out front," Chris spoke into the phone, I giggled a bit at his explanation.

"I'm coming!" I said into the phone, I heard some giggles before I hung up. I took my leather jacket and my purse as I went outside, looking for Chris. I saw some lights from a car flickering, I assumed it was Chris as I walked to that car. As I looked into the car I saw Chris sitting in it, I sat down next to him.

"Hi Chris as in Evans," I greeted him with a smile, Chris laughed a bit as he drove away.

"Sorry, but who knows, maybe you know a tons of people who are called Chris," he tried to explain, but failed miserably.

"Actually, my mom is called Chris," I smiled as I thought of her (yes people, my mom is called Chris, as in Christina)

"Are you serious? It isn't a common name for a woman though," he thought out loud.

"Not in America no, but in my country it actually is," I tried to explain.

"Oh really?" Chris asked me as we stopped for a traffic light. I nodded my head.

"Yeah, many men and women are called Chris back in Belgium," I told him. He looked at me.

"Are you really from Belgium?" he asked me before he started driving again.

"Yeah, I've lived there my whole life, you probably never visited Belgium?" I asked him.

"No, I haven't, but I know your chocolates and beers though," he told me.

"They are great, aren't they?" I smiled, knowing he recognized my home.

"How do you know your beer is good when you can't drink?" Chris laughed at me.

"In Belgium it's legal to drink beer and wine when you are 16, strong alcohol when you are 18," I explained. Chris looked quickly.

"Are you serious? Don't they drink too much?" he asked me.

"Not really, they go clubbing and they are drunk but drinking too much? Not really, it happens but not like everyone does it and besides, older people do drink more than teenagers," I explained to him. Chris parked the car and stepped out, I followed him.

"But still, they are so young, why drink alcohol?" he asked, more to himself than to me but I answered anyway.

"Because I too needed some kind of release and clubbing and dancing was my release, I think many teenagers think the same," I explained. Chris walked to Lizzie's apartment and rang the bell.

"You could be right, but why do the teenagers in Belgium need it, and the teenagers in America not?" he asked, I shrugged my shoulders.

"I do not know," I answered honestly.

Lizzie opened the door and led us to the living room. RDJ, Scarlett, Sebastian and Anthony all sat on the couch, which led to a full couch with no room for us anymore.

"Hey guys," we greeted the cast, they all greeted us back. Lizzie asked us what we wanted to drink, I answered with some kind of beer, Chris did too. Lizzie handed us our drinks as we sat down on the floor with the rest of the cast.

"Okay, so since everyone is drinking I assume everyone is staying the night?" Lizzie asked everyone, most of them answered with a short nod.

"Who's gonna share a bed with who? I only have two extra beds and the couch," Lizzie explained.