Chance ~ Chris Evans

23. My family

When Chris had come home after that interview I told him I loved him first before he could say anything else. We spent the night saying those words over and over. Chris eventually got a call from Lisa, saying she was proud of him and that we needed to come by soon. Chris also told me he wanted to meet my family too, even though I hadn't seen them in a long time.

I had been texting my sister a few days, ever since I made that phone call. We decided we should Facetime some time soon so we could see each other again. Since it was Saturday and my sister was free I decided it was worth a try. I called Poppy, Chris was standing in front of me, behind my laptop. Poppy soon picked up the call, and her face was showing on the screen.

"Hey Poppy," I spoke to her, before she could answer, Chris walked behind me, so he was in sight for Poppy.

"Hi, Poppy," Chris spoke.

"Oh My God, is that Chris Evans behind you?" she asked me, making sure she spoke english so he would understand, although she had a huge accent.

"Yeah, I am Chris Evans," Chris answered her smiling.

"You know Chris Evans?" Poppy asked me, looking at my face.

"Yeah, I've known him for a while now," I answered her, she was so shocked by this that she couldn't stop smiling.

"How did you meet him? I have to visit you one day! Have you met Mark Ruffalo too?" Poppy squealed, she always had been a fan of the avengers.

"Yeah, I've met him a few times too," I told her, she squealed again.

"But how?" she asked me.

"Well, you know I wrote a story for Marvel?" I asked her, she nodded her head.

"Well, I've been kind of a director, telling the actors what I wanted to see differently in the movie and such things," I told her, she opened her mouth but didn't close it again.

"Poppy?" I asked when she hadn't moved, nor said anything.

"Sorry, I'm just," Poppy answered me, before she squealed again.

"You are living my dream, you know that right?" Poppy asked me when she finally stopped squealing. Chris couldn't stop smiling next to me, where he had sat down.

"I'm living my own dream too," I smiled at her. Poppy smiled back.

"You definitely should visit, maybe bring him too," Poppy told me, pointing to Chris.

"We're actually planning on it," I admitted, Poppy's smile grew even wider.

"You're coming home," Poppy stated the obvious.

"I'm visiting yes, but anyway I have to ask you something," I told her, she hold her head to the side, just like a dog actually.

"I, no we, we wanted to surprise mum and dad so could you please don't say anything to them," I told her, she nodded her head.

"We haven't booked our flights or hotel yet, I'm going to text you when I know the details," I told her. My sister smiled, happy that I was finally coming home, after a year.

"You're finally coming home!" Poppy squealed again. I heard Chris laughing next to me but I paid no attention to him.

"I know Pop, I missed you," I told her, Poppy smiled sadly.

"I know, I missed you too Til," Poppy started to tear up. We both kept quiet but neither of us could end the call. Chris placed his hand on my waist and rubbed little circles with his thumb.

"Tilly?" Poppy spoke up, her eyes wandering to Chris' arm around me.

"Yes?" I answered her, giving her my full attention again.

"Are you two together?" Poppy asked us, Chris and I looked to each other and smiled.

"We actually are," Chris answered for me, Poppy looked down before she looked up again.

"Congratulations! I- I never thought," Poppy started in a huge accent again, but stopped.

"I know, me either," I started, Poppy smiled.

"Proficiat," Poppy told me in Dutch, knowing she mispronounced the word 'congratulations'. (Congratulations)

"Thanks Pop," I smiled. Poppy waved at us before she ended the call. Chris closed the laptop before he started to hug me. I placed my head on his chest before I returned the hug. Chris placed his chin on top of my head.

"Do you think she took it well? About us I mean," I asked him, Chris stroked my back.

"She congratulated us twice I think? I mean the first time it was mispronounced although I think she meant that, and the second time she spoke Dutch so I don't really know what she meant," Chris told me honestly.

"Yeah, she meant to congratulate us, she actually said congratulations in Dutch," I smiled. I looked up at him, still smiling. Chris looked down, he was also smiling. I kissed his lips, he soon returned the favor and kissed me back. Soon I was picked up by Chris and our tongues were fighting for dominance. After a little make-out session we had Chris carried me to our bedroom, never breaking our still-ongoing kiss. Chris placed me with my back on the bed before he took off his shirt.