Daddy daughter Back story: You were adopted by Chris a couple of weeks ago and really wanted to open up tohim but never got the chance to. But one day you ended up breaking down in your room and he comes to comforts you.
Y/N pov A couple of weeks ago I was adopted by Chris Evans. And it's been the best weeks of my life. He doesn't push me to open up. He let's me do it on my own and a pace I am comfortable at. But lately I feel like I'm letting him down. I need to open up to him at some point. But I just don't know how. Okay I can do this.
I walk upto him getting ready to talk. But he talks first. "Hey sweetheart, I'm really sorry but I need to read this script. Can we talk later?" He ask me not looking up from the paper. "Uh yeah sure that's fine" I tell him. God sake why now? I walk back to my room with Dodger following. I go back to my room. (pick what one you like most)
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I sat on my bed telling my self not to cry. Dodger jumped onto my bed and layed his head on my lap. I put my hand on his head. That's when the tears started coming. And they didn't seem like they wanted to stop. "Stop crying" I told myself.
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But that just made me cry even more. I didn't notice Dodger get of the bed and leave the room. I just sat there crying my eyes out.
Chris pov I was sat at my desk reading over the script for a new movie until I heard Dodger come in barking. "What is it buddy"? I ask him since he hardly barks unless something is wrong. He just kept barking and ran out the room. I got up and followed him. He led me to y/n room and I heard a soft voice say stop crying. I got worried and walked in to see her sobbing her heart out.
"Hey baby girl what's wrong?" I asked her. I sat down next to her on her bed and pulled into my chest. I put my head on her head and stroked her hair. "I'm sorry" She told me quietly. I kissed her forehead gently. "Shhh it's okay" I told her. She calmed down after a few minutes. "What's wrong sweets?" I asked her again. She looked at me and I swear my heart broke. She looked so tired and drained. "I want to open up to you and I have no idea how. About the orphanage. And how horrid it was there" She told me. "What do you mean it was horrible?" I asked her confused. "I got treated like rubbish. I got slapped for doing the wrong thing. I had a broken nose once cause the care taker hut me that hard. I get so scared when you raise your hand. Cause I always feel like you're going to hit me. I had a time table and I wasn't allowed to break it. Wake up at 5, do house work, do homework, have little food, do more house work and homework, and then got to sleep at 11. It sucked. I just wanted it to end so badly. And then you took me in and I couldn't be more happy. I finally have a father. And I couldn't ask for a better" She told me. During half way I started crying. I pulled her into my chest again and hugged her as tight as I could. "I'm so glad I got you as a daughter. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me" I told her. She pulled away from the hug. "I love you dad" She told me. I smiled the biggest I could. "I love you too" I told her. I kissed her forehead. And that was the start of something new.
