Chris opened the door to his apartment and we walked in. We were immediately greeted by his dog.
"Hey buddy, yeah I'm home!" he giggled at the dog as he petted him. The dog ran up to me, I sat down on the floor as I started to stroke him.
"Hi bud, yeah, you don't know me yet, I'm a friend yeah," I told the dog as I cuddled a bit with it.
"His name is Dodger," Chris told me, I looked up from Dodger to Chris, only to see him smile at me and his dog.
"Sorry, I tend to get like that with dogs," I said as my cheeks reddened and I crabbed my hair, I stood up and walked over to Chris who was in the kitchen, Dodger followed me.
"It's alright, he liked it," Chris smiled.
"About earlier, don't worry about the press Tilly. They just take pictures and they'll assume we were on a date, that's all," Chris told me, when we left the diner several people were asking us questions and taking pictures of us. I kind of freaked out while Chris walked to the car, trying to keep me by his side.
"But we weren't?" I asked him.
"Exactly, we know we weren't on a date, that's all that matters. The press will always make up stories which aren't true at all, it's their job," Chris explained to me as he hugged me in a comforting way.
"If you want to shower, it's the first door to your left, I'll give you some clothes of me if you want," Chris told me, I smiled.
"Thanks," I told him as I walked to the shower.
I walked out of the bathroom in the towel, looking for Chris. He sat on his couch in a bathrobe.
"I laid some of my smallest sweatpants and T-shirts ready in the bedroom," he told me, I smiled and thanked him before I went to get dressed, Chris walked into the bathroom for a shower as well.
As I was 'ready' I sat on the couch to play a bit with Dodger. I threw around some toys and cuddled a bit with him until Chris would come back.
"Oh, you took my shirt," he said to me, before I even noticed he got out of the shower. I blushed a bit.
"Sorry," I told him, he smiled and went back to his bedroom to take a new shirt. Dodger was laying next to me on the couch, so there wasn't any place left in it. Chris came back, with a shirt on and saw that he wasn't any place to sit.
"Dodger!" he tried to get the attention of his dog, but it didn't react to his superior. I started laughing.
"Dodger! Get off!" Chris told told the dog but it refused to listen. I laughed even harder.
"Dodger, off!" I told the dog and it immediately complied. Chris looked at Dodger, back to me and back to Dodger.
"Did you gave him sweets?" he asked me as he sat down next to me.
"Nope, I just played with him," I told him as I looked at the dog. Chris started up Netflix and asked me what I wanted to see. I looked into Netflix and looked for an interesting movie as I noticed Chris was looking at me, I looked over at him.
"What?" I asked him, smiling.
"Nothing, nothing it's just that you're beautiful," Chris smiled at me.
"Dork," I laughed at him before I looked back to the television to decided which movie we were watching. I soon decided to watch 'Not Another Teen Movie', which Chris didn't like, at all.
I started the movie as Chris decided to make some popcorn, Dodger soon took his place on the couch. I paused the movie until Chris was back since I didn't want to miss his reaction. As soon as Chris got back he tried to get Dodger to move, which failed miserably.
"Dodger, off!" I told the dog again, Dodger complied immediately. Chris took his place again, a bit angry at his dog but sat down anyway.
"Ready to see your debut as an actor again?" I laughed, to be honest I only wanted to see this movie to see his reaction. Chris' couch wasn't that big which resulted in my thighs touching his all the time, not that I minded though. As soon as the first embarrassing scene came on I saw Chris' cheeks reddening, he placed his hand on his face in embarrassment. I couldn't stop laughing. This went on for the whole movie.
After two hours, the movie had ended, my head was already placed on Chris' arm (I couldn't reach his shoulder, Chris is too big!) my legs were on the couch. Chris looked over at me and smiled.
"What?" I asked him.
"You were snoring," Chris laughed, I hit his arm.
"I was not!" I told him, but Chris thought so otherwise.
"You were!" Chris laughed even harder, I blushed in embarrassment.
"It was cute though," Chris kissed my hair, I started blushing harder. I yawned, and snuggled closer to Chris' arm.
"You are tired, aren't you?" Chris asked me, I hummed as response, too lazy to response.
"Let's go to bed then," Chris told me, I tried to snuggle even closer, not wanting to let go of his arm, but Chris let go of me to clean up the living room before he picked me up and placed me on his bed. Chris only had one bedroom which led to me sleeping in his bed and he wanting to sleep on the couch.
"Good night Tilly," Chris told me as he wanted to leave the room.
"No," I disagreed with him.
"What no?" Chris laughed as he walked back to the bed.
"You are not sleeping on the couch, it's your bed!" I told him, he shook his head.
"But you're my guest," Chris disagreed, but smiled anyway.
"At least sleep in bed," I tried.
"I'm not letting you sleep on the couch," Chris told me stubbornly.
"I'm sleeping in the bed and so are you, everyone happy! Now come on," I patted the bed next to me, Chris shook his head again but he laid down next to me, we both fell asleep soon after that.
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Chance ~ Chris Evans
FanfictionChance noun (LUCK) - The force that causes things to happen without any known cause or reason for doing so: Roulette is a game of chance. I got this job completely by chance. It was pure/sheer chance (that) we met. We must double-check...
