Only Strangers... (Chris Evans FanFic)

This Bed

"Hey, this bed looks really comfortable." Chris says as we enter my room.

"Well, you would know because you were in it this morning."

"Oh was I really?" He says sarcastically.
I smile and shake my head.

He is so much like a child it is not funny.

"Gosh Chris. You are so, ugh. I don't even know."

"Gosh Tara. You are so god damn cute!" he says as he picks me up and pushes me onto the bed.

"Not again."

"Yes Again!" Chris says.

I brace myself for his weight on me but it doesn't come.

Only a soft, light, gentle weight is on my lips.

His lips.

I kiss him thoroughly and put my arms around his neck to make sure he can't get away.

I want to stay in this moment forever.
Chris is one of those guys you should never let go.

"Mm I love these." he says while running his finger gently over my lips.

"I love yours more."

I lean in and kiss him again.

"Why don't we hop in bed?" I suggest.

Chris nods and starts to take my clothes off as I take his off.

"We are not gonna..."

"Nah, I'll make love to you another time." Chris finishes.

"Thanks, you know I just don't think we are official enough to do that."

"That's exactly what I think."

I sigh and smile at the beautiful man in front of me.

Once we are both just in our underwear I have an idea.

"Wanna have a race around the house in just our underwear?" I suggest.

"Oh my god! Lets do this." Chris exclaims with a huge smile.

"Okay so, you have to go into every room and touch the furtherest wall from the door once. No pushing or any form of distraction."

"Ok, I think I have got that."

"Okay. READY. SET. GO!" I yell as we run off.

We manage to cover the whole upper level before we race downstairs.

I turn around and look at Chris.

"I'm gonna get you!!" he growls.

I run faster but he catches me and grabs me before lifting me up and looking at me.

"Nice to see you having fun Tara." a voice says from near my doorway.

Holy shit.

This is awkward.

"Hey mum, Hey dad." I say while waving as Chris lowers me onto the ground.

"Had you forgotten?" Mum asks me.

"Forgotten what?" I say confused.

"That we would be staying here for the next week or two." Dad says while rolling his eyes.

"Uh yeah. When did we organize this exactly?"

This is so confusing.

"Last Monday. Oh dear Tara. Maybe this isn't a good time, we could come back in a week or so?" Mum says rather frustrated.

"No no no. You can stay, the spare bedroom is upstairs, fifth door on your left once turned right."

"Thank you dear." she says formally.

I smile at them and then realize something vitally important.

Chris.

"Oh my shit! Dude. You have to introduce yourself to them!" I whisper to Chris quickly.

"Tara, I am in boxers, not appropriate."

"They are used to it. I have a brother." I persuade him.

He finally lets go of me and walks with one hand covering his crotch over to my parents.

He smiles and offers his hand out for my dad to shake.

"Hey I'm Chris." he says quickly.

"Nice to meet you Chris, I am Marcus, and this is my wife Isabelle."

I smile and saunter over to my parents.

I smile awkwardly at them, then Chris.

"Well, nice to meet you Chris and lovely to see you again Tara, but we better leave you two too it. If you need us we will be in that guest bedroom of yours." Mum says with a natural smile.

They walk off with all their luggage until Chris runs after them and takes their luggage to the room.

I smile and admire Chris.

Such a gentleman.

He runs back down the stairs and picks me up again.

"So, where were we?" he asks smiling.

"Well you picked me up, then my parents appeared so, I don't know. Where were you going with that?" I ask.

"Hmmm, let me see."

He lowers me to his lips and kisses me.
I smile and laugh a little.

"Mm I think I am addicted to you Tara." Chris says with an awkward smile.

"Me too."

I look at him and smile.

"Why don't we go to bed now?" Chris suggests.

"Okay, sure. We can't be too loud though, my parents just travelled all the way from Australia. They need some sleep." I reply.

He nods and picks me up Bridal style.

"Let's go." he whispers as he carries me upstairs to my bedroom.

He softly lays me on the bed and climbs over me.

He lifts the sheets up from under me and pulls them over my body.

He slides in under the cover next to me and holds his arms out.

I snuggle into them and press my body against his.

"Night Tara." Chris whispers sweetly as he tightens his grip on me.

"Goodnight Chris."