Loverboy (Chris Evans fan fic)

"stereo typical"

Chris's POV

I just got off the set of Avengers: Age of Ultron and I was ready to have some fun. By having fun,I mean let my guard down. Don't get  me wrong,the set is comfortable,but it is my job. Also, I love acting and the other stars,but sometimes I wanted to "hide from the fame" if you will. I hopped in my car and started to think of my plans for the evenings. My friend James,who I met in California before filming, was having a party and demanded I come. He even said he'd find a girl that would help me get "lucky." The only problem is I'm not looking anymore to just get "lucky" I want to settle down and have children. After all,I'm already thirty-three. I'll probably just ignore the girl anyway. She's probably a girl who wears too much make-up and wears too short dresses. I won't ignore her rudely either. I have plan. When you get to the party you get a mask so, no one will know who you are. I'm pretty excited about that. Then, I know people won't throw themselves at me just because I have money and fame, which isn't exactly everything. I mean it's amazing having those things and I'm very grateful,but I want to find my true love. I know,cliché. I'm kinda cliché at times. Most of the time.  That's when I got "home." My real home is Boston,but while filming I live in this house. It's nice,but it isn't Boston. It gets lonely here since it's a big house with only you here.  I went to my restroom inside my room grabbed my clothes for the party and took a shower. After getting the shower and getting my clothes(a white button up and jeans),and my hair decent looking my friend Alex called me. "Hello?" "Hey Chris it's me man!" Holding back sarcasam I replied "Hey what's up?" He mostly likely had his goofy grin on right now. He always wears it. "Nothing much man. Just got back from surfing. Hey,by the way are you going to James' party?" "Yeah man. What about you, Alex?" "Of course dude!" Alex is the stereo typical surfer dude. Yes,they do exist. He's a toe head with green eyes. If he dyed his hair orange he could be mistaken for Ed Sheeran. "Awesome man! Is that why you called? Just to see if I was going?" "Actually I was wondering if I could have a ride?" I laughed away from the phone. "Sure,Alex. Want me to be your D.D.?"(designated driver) "Yes! Thanks man! Be there soon!" I replied "Alright man see ya." and then hung up. I went to my fridge and grabbed food. I really needed it. When I was putting away my Extreme Cheddar Goldfish, I didn't say it was healthy, Alex knocked on my door. I opened it and Alex yanked me out the door. "Let's go dude!" "Alright. Let me lock up." Then,off we went to a party I regretted at first,but now I loved that I went and making that memory. I can't forget meeting her.