Chance ~ Chris Evans

4. The morning after

I woke up in a bed that wasn't mine. I was laying on my side, facing the wall, an arm was draped around my body and a body pressed against my back. I was snuggled close to the body. I tried to give the body some more space since I was pressed against it but it just pulled me closer again.

"Five more minutes please?" a voice behind me groaned in a morning voice which I recognized as Chris'. I turned around so I was facing him but still pressed against him. His eyes were still close but a smile was placed on his lips.

"Mornin'" I said to him, he opened his eyes and looked at me.

"No headache?" he asked me, I smiled and shook my head. Chris groaned again.

"I'll get you some aspirin," I told him as I tried leaving again, but Chris thought so otherwise.

"No, just cuddle with me," he pulled me back in bed.

"Okay, are you drunk or really hungover?" I asked giggling. I saw his lips turn up to a smile.

"A bit of both," he told me, I smiled.

"You're really beautiful in the morning," he told me as he looked at me with his blue eyes.

"Okay, I'm going to get you the desperately needed aspirin," I laughed as I rolled out of bed and went to the kitchen.

I was looking into the cardboards for some medication as Lizzie turned up.

"Looking for aspirin?" she asked me, I nodded my head.

"For Chris, not for me though," Lizzie opened a drawer and took the aspirin, she took two pills and two glasses and disappeared again. I took a pill and placed the aspirin back into the drawer, I too took a glass and went back to Chris. He was laying on the bed like a starfish, I sat down next to him and shook him.

"Here, take these and go back to sleep," I told him, he listened to me as he took the pill and went back to sleep. I took my phone and called the Russo's.

"Russo speaking,"

"Hey, it's Tilly, I'm calling to tell you that we had a little party at Lizzie's and I don't think the others are well enough to show up today," I told him. The man on the other side of the line laughed.

"Oh Tilly, don't worry, we aren't filming today. We already knew of your party, see it is tradition to have a party on the first day. Make sure everyone is on set tomorrow okay?" he told me. Chris groaned and I agreed and hung up. I saw Chris running to the bathroom, already knowing what he was doing I opened the door. Chris hung over the toilet, I walked up to him and patted his back.

"Do you need anything?" I asked him, he shook his head as he faced the toilet again. I took a glass of water and gave it to him as soon as he was done, he took it and drank it. I smiled up to him.

"A bit too much last night?" I smiled, he groaned and closed his eyes in tiredness.

"Go back to bed, I'll clean the bathroom," I smiled, he smiled back as he walked to the bed again. This routine went on until lunchtime.

I was sitting on a chair in the bedroom, reading a book as I heard Chris waking up again. He groaned a few times before he opened his eyes to me.

"Good morning to you too," Chris told me, I giggled.

"Still nauseous?" I asked him as I laid the book aside and walked up to the bed.

"Not anymore no, I think everything is out," he told me, cheeks reddening.

"Don't worry, let's get something to eat," I told him, wanting to get out of the apartment. Everyone had been sick the morning, it wasn't the best place to be right now. Chris nodded and got dressed as I went to place the empty glass of Chris in the sink. I met Chris outside as we went to a diner to get lunch, or in our case breakfast.

"Thanks for this morning," Chris told me when we were seated, he was a bit embarrassed.

"Don't worry, it could've been me too," I told him smiling, he smiled back to me.

"But still, we haven't even been on our first date and you already helped me with my hangover," he laughed. I smiled.

"Well, we aren't even together and you already carried me to bed," I winked, he laughed even louder.

"Touché," he told me, I laughed.

"Do you even remember everything from last night?" I asked him as the waitress came by our table, she was flirting with Chris the whole time while Chris ignored her and looked over and smiled at me every once in a while. We ordered our food and went back to our conversation.

"I remember most of it, I think," he told me smiling, I laughed at his face.

"Why would you even drink that much?" I asked him with a smile.

"Not my fault, it's that game!" Chris laughed. I shook my head.

"No one told you to do all these things!" I laughed, Chris shrugged his shoulders but smiled anyway.

"It's not like you haven't drank anything with that game," Chris winked.

"I'm not deniying it, but I wasn't as drunk as you were," I told him laughing, Chris started laughing too, he threw his back.

"But you fell asleep on my shoulder," Chris laughed, I smiled at him.

"Sorry for that,"