Chance ~ Chris Evans

32. New job?

Chris and I were currently in a heated discussion. I had told him I wanted to look for another job, which he refused, he told me I had to go back to college and finish that before I looked for another job.

"You will regret quitting later!" Chris yelled at me.

"I don't want to live from your money! I already live in your apartment without any sort of payment!" I yelled back.

"Because you are my girlfriend!" Chris reasoned.

"Not the point Chris!" I yelled frustrated before I sighed.

"I know you want to buy a house soon, maybe even in the next few months but that doesn't mean you have to pay for everything," I told him, Chris looked at me like I was insane.

"Why wouldn't I? I have the money to pay for it so why would I sent you to get a job you'd probably don't like to pay for a house I can easily pay for?" Chris reasoned again.

"Because I feel like I'm using you for your money," I confessed, I didn't like the fact that Chris had a lot of money and I didn't.

"Are you?" Chris asked me seriously.

"Of course not!" I told him honestly.

"So why can't I pay for the house that I want?" Chris asked me again, I groaned frustrated.

"Because I don't want the world to think I use you for your money!" I yelled at him again, Chris crooked a smiled.

"And now we know the truth," Chris whispered as he came closer.

"It's frustrating," I told him, he nodded.

"I know," Chris agreed.

"Even after all these months they don't stop," I told him, tearing up. Chris had stopped looking at the messages and eventually the people stopped sending the hate to him, but they had sent it all to me instead.

"They haven't?" Chris asked me, surprised. I hadn't told him about them, knowing it would make him even more anxious. I thought I could handle them, but apparently they have been in my mind, just buried under all the other problems.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Chris asked me.

"Didn't want to burden you, I know how anxious you can get," I confessed again. Chris sighed, knowing I didn't mean any harm.

"That doesn't mean you can't tell me," Chris told me as he placed his arms around my waist again, like he always did.

"I know," I agreed, starting another discussion wouldn't get us anywhere.

"Now, let's look into some colleges for you", Chris told me before he got his laptop and placed it on the table in front of us.

"Do we have to? Can't I just look for a job?" I whined, Chris smiled, knowing he had already won.

"No, I'm not letting you do a job which you will be regretting the rest of your life," Chris started, I wanted to interrupt but he shushed me faster than I could start speaking.

"I earn enough money for the both of us, and if it's not enough I'll do a movie more and we'll be safe again," Chris explained.

"No," I told him, sternly.

"What?" Chris asked me.

"No, I know how tired you are when you finished a movie, I'm not letting you do an extra one when you are tired already," I told him.

"If I plan it well it will be possible," Chris tried.

"No Chris, I'm not letting you exhaust yourself, I know you don't want to hear this, but you are getting older every day, you need your rest," I told him, but I soon explained some more.

"If I'm really going back to college and we'll have not enough money anymore please let me get a part-time job, to help support us," I tried, Chris sighed, defeated.

"Okay, but only when you really need to! You'll need your time to study Tilly," Chris told me, now it was my time to sigh.

"I know," I agreed. Chris started the computer and clicked on some sites of colleges in New York, but soon we noticed there were too many college to look into them all.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Chris asked me, trying to reduce the number of colleges.

"Teacher in Economics," I answered shortly, Chris looked at me like he discovered something new about me.

"Alright, we'll visit this university and ask which education you'll need," Chris told me, as he pointed to an university on the screen.

"A university?" I asked him, to be sure.

"Yeah, but you've had a part of an education back in Belgium right?" Chris asked, I nodded my head.

"That means you don't need a full education," Chris explained, I nodded, still not knowing why I had to go to an university instead of a college.