Me and Chris Evans

Chapter 3

Amy's POV

Chris Evans who played the legendary Captain America was standing there in my parents kitchen now drenched with the tray of drinks that I had spilt all over him and myself.

I could have passed out with embarrassment! I felt so awful. He looked so bewildered standing there dripping wet with a huge, possibly permanent, stain spreading around his white short sleeved shirt.

"I-I'm so sorry" I stuttered, looking down too see that I too was covered in drinks.

"That's OK, it's fine I didn't like this top much any way" he said smiling a little. He was so polite, god most people would have screamed at me, and I know my mum would if I didn't clean up the mess i had just made on the floor of her precious kitchen consisting of broken glass shards and drink. Upon closer inspection I noticed I had a small cut on my ankle where the glass had caught me when it broke.

When I finally looked up I just stood there staring at him not sure what to say next. He started laughing quietly though which snapped me out of my daze.

"What's so funny?" I asked genuinely curious though my ankle hurt a bit and I wanted to change out of my clothes.

"Tony Starks face is purple with punch!" he said grinning "he looks like a plum"

I looked down and his face was in fact purple. Must've spilt my favourite grape juice on myself.

"Um if you follow me I'll try and find us some clean and dry clothes to wear. I think my brother left some clothes in his old wardrobe when he left" I said, sounding more confident than I felt as I started to lead the way upstairs. 

"Ok sure" he said following behind.

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We got upstairs and went into my brothers old room. I found him some clothes that would fit and then left him, getting out of the room before he changed.

"Ok calm down" I thought to myself as I got dressed. I put on an old pink t-shirt that probably used to fit me but now looked more like a tank top and was quite tight. I didn't usually wear many pink items of clothing but it was the only thing left in my room that fit. finishing the look with a black pair of high waisted shorts I sat down to tie up my shoes, which luckily hadn't got too wet.

"Excuse me" said a knock at the door "are you ready?"

"Just coming" I said as I pulled my self of my old bed and came to the door.

"Sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier, Im Amy." I explained realising even though I knew exactly who he was he had no idea who the hell I was.

"Im Chris, Chris evans, although I guess you know that if you had a marvel top on.Wwell you know before it got wet" he said still smiling. Ollys clothes were a little small on him so the top hugged him but not excessively and the jeans were a little short on his legs.

I smiled back as we began walking downstairs and went to explain what happened to our parents and why they now had a serious drink shortage.