Evanston Imagines

Imagine Meeting Chris

You were at a dinner party with your dad, Tom Hiddleston when you felt someone watching you. As you casually looked around you it was Chris Evans. He was sat down drinking a beer and quickly turned away when you looked. You smiled and carried on talking to your dad.

You could see her was back to watching you. You excused yourself to use the Laddies and as you walked to the Laddies bumped into Chris. "Hi." He smiled quickly taking your arm before you fell. "Hello." You blushed. "So your Tom's daughter." He said gently rubbing your arm with his thumb.

"Yes, I am." You looked into his eyes. You felt yourself get lost and he lent in. His lips were so close to yours when your dad came. You quickly pulled Chris into a disabled toilet and locked the door. He was about to say something but you kissed him. His hands moved to your waist pulling you closer. One stayed and the other went to your bum gently squeezing it.

You smiled into the kiss your hands wrapping around his neck. His tongue pushed its way into your mouth. Your tongues played and his hand went to your zip. You quickly pulled back, "we've only just met and my dad, he'll go mad." You really want to but if your dad found out he would go mad.

He frowned, "your right. I'm sorry. Let's stick to kissing them." He began kissing you again. You kissed back and suddenly heard a knock on the door. "Y/N are you in there?" It was your dad. You pulled away, "yes." Chrks began kissing your neck making you moan. "Me and your mother are leaving. Don't be long we're in the car." You could say, yes but all you could do is moan.

"Chris, please." You tired pulling him off. "But I know you want it." He said his hands caressing your bum. "I have to go." You said finally getting him off. "Fine. Maybe next time." He kissed you before leaving. You walked out and felt something in your bra. You pulled it out to see it was a piece of paper with his number on it. He winked at you before going back into the party.

You smiled and walked out to the car where your dad and mum sat waiting for you. You put it back in your bra and smiled as you drove back home.