publicity ↠ chris evans

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I posted a picture of Chris and I on Instagram. It was cute, he and I just got out of the shower, I had a towel on my head, as did he. I captioned the picture with 'only mine' adding a heart emoji.

Shortly, many comments and likes came in. "My results came in." Allison says, barging into my room.

"The pregnancy?" I ask, sitting up.

She nods, sitting at the edge of the bed. She hands Chris the package. He sits up, opening it. His eyes skimmed through the paper. "You're pregnant." he says.

Tears fill her eyes, "I'm pregnant." She whispers.

"Do you want to keep it?" I ask her, a soft voice.

"I'm going to." She takes a deep breath.

"I have to tell Chris. I'll have him over tonight, I'll make him dinner. Oh, I hope he doesn't hate me." Tears fall from her eyes.

"Look, I'll stay at Chris' tonight. You guys should talk about what you're gonna do, tonight." I say.

She nods. "Okay. I love you." She hugs me.

"I love you, too, Allison. No matter what happens, I'm you're one-hundred percent support system."

A tear falls from my face, I feel Chris' arms wrap around the two of us. "Me, too." He says.

I look at him, smiling.

-

"You start filming in two days." He says.

I sigh, "I know."

"You got your bag packed?" he asks.

I shake my head, "no. I don't wanna leave you." I say, putting my head in the crook of his neck.

"It's only for two months." He says.

I groan loudly, "I know."

"I'll help you pack tomorrow." he says. I look at him, cupping his face in my hands.

"I won't see you for two months." I pout.

"Baby, it'll be okay. I'll come visit you. And, we'll talk on the phone everyday." He says. I sigh loudly.

"What if we forget to call each other one day, then it becomes a cycle and we never talk?" I ask.

A soft chuckle escapes his mouth, "If we can't talk one day, I'll text you. I'll write a paragraph everyday to you, if you want."

"Come every weekend, I'll even try to do my acting perfect so we don't mess up and it takes less than two months." I say, rambling slightly.

I will miss Chris. It's been three months of us seeing each other constantly. It won't be the same when I leave, I will miss Allison, Tina, all my friends. I sigh loudly.

"Come on." He says, standing up. I wrap my legs around him, "What?" I ask.

"We're going in my room." He says, a small smirk peaking from his lips.

I giggle. "Okay."