You saved me || Sebastian Stan

Chapter 8

I just thought I should mention that this will story takes place during civil war, so Seb has long-ish hair. It's not super important now, but it will be later.

(F/n) and I make our way out of the back hallways and into the main area. At this point the photo op will start in about 5 minutes, but we're not in a rush to get there. Honestly, I'm kind of hoping we'll be the last ones so we can spend more time with Seb, Chris and Anthony. We make our way to the line outside the room where the photos get taken and can already tell that they're only going to be able to take a few more people into the line, well the normal line anyways. There's room for about 10 more people in the VIP line, so we get into line. But anytime someone came into the line, we let them go ahead of us, not really caring that it meant we'd have to wait longer. Every time I let someone pass us, (F/n) would look at me funny, but not say anything.

"So since I got to pick the pose last time, I wanted to let you pick it this time" I say to (F/n)

"Oh, okay, thanks"

"You're welcome. So do you have any ideas?"

"Uh, I was thinking that we could do a thing where I'm with Chris, you're with Seb, and we're looking lovingly into each others eyes, and Anthony will be in between us, looking confused."

"You just want me to get close to Sebastian and you close to Chris, don't you?"

"What no" She laughs nervously. That means she's lying. "You're lying." I say putting my hand on my hip and giving her a look. "Okay, fine, but I'm mostly doing it because I want to see how well you and Seb control yourselves getting that close and not being able to do anything...Plus, yes, I want to get close to Chris." She says, grinning evilly for the begging but slowly getting quieter towards the end. "Two things. First, I'm only agreeing to do this for you, and because I want to see how you control yourself around Chris." I say, putting emphasis on you. "Second, I hate you." I finish off, crossing my arms and glaring at her. "You love me and you know it. Hey we're next, and... last." She says with a questioning tone, tilting her head to the side. "Yeah, I wanted to be last. So we wouldn't get rushed out. Hate me now, but you'll thank me later." I say uncrossing my arms and shoving my hands in my back pockets. My thumbs on the outside and my fingers in the pockets. "Next!" The guard calls out. We walk in and they close the entrance behind us, but they keep the exit open. As we're walking up, me and Seb lock eyes and he smiles at me. I smile back and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, glancing down. I look back up and into his eyes again. "Hey, it's good to see you two again" says Seb, still looking at me, but then breaking our gaze to look over at (F/n). "Hey, I remember you girls, from the signing yesterday. Did you have fun today?" Asks Chris. "Yes, tons" (F/n) says, subtly nudging me and letting out a small laugh. I laugh too and look over at her and give her the "I'll kill you face". "That's good." Says Chris with a smile. "Wait hold up a damn minute. How come you both know them, but I don't. That's not fair." Anthony buts in. We all laugh a little and Chris says "Well, they were at our panel, then I met them in person yesterday at my signing" he looks over at (F/n) and smirks. She looks down, blushing. "Right, and I met them at my signing yesterday, and they were also at my photo op today. But (Y/n) here had a pretty bad panic attack, which wasn't the only one she's had in the last two days because of me, so I wanted to take them for lunch to make up for it, but we weren't aloud to leave, so we just went to my green room." Seb says, looking me in the eyes, smiling hugely. I, also, am smiling hugely at the memory of everything that happened. "Wait you brought them to your green room? Is that why she-" Anthony points to me "-Is wearing your shirt?" He asks, nudging Sebs arm a little. Oh god.. I laugh and cover my face with my hands and look down. "Yep, I got a little excited about macaroons and fell over and accidentally brought the whole plate of them with me, and when the laughing from the three of us slowed, we tried to clean up, but that resulted in a food fight. But because (Y/n) was wearing a black shirt, the white cream stained and-" Starts (F/n), but Sebastian cuts her off. "And I felt horrible for ruining her shirt, so I let her borrow mine until later" He finishes. "Well that sounds like a lot of fun, I'm sorry I missed it." Says Anthony. "You should b-" (F/n) starts, but I cut her off. "So, this photo. You had an idea (F/n)."