Lucky Me

One More Night

Chris' POV

The days leading up to today were dragging and it was hellish. My anxiety levels were at their peak as it was with filming starting in a couple of days, but I couldn't help but worry that Lucy was going to cancel on me or something. Call me paranoid, but not stupid- I knew things with us were nothing like they had been and it sucked. I wanted to see her and be like we were before, when I first went to her place. But now, it just felt like we were friends, and I don't think I could just be friends with her with the way I was feeling. It would be torture not being able to touch her, kiss her, wrap my arms around her tiny frame. But I couldn't expect her to put up with the way things were if that didn't make her happy. I just hoped she'd give me more time.

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I took a shaky breath as I smoothed my hair back, looking at my reflection in the mirror. I was meeting her at her hotel in an hour and I'd gotten ready way too early. But I had been for a run, taken a shower, had some food, checked my emails, called my mom to check on Dodger and bugged Scarlett with a phone call. I was antsy in case it wasn't already obvious.

I took in my appearance, thinking I looked okay, then picked up my wallet and phone. Her hotel wasn't too far away, but I figured I'd walk, seeing it was pretty quiet out there. I needed to clear my head from all the shit that was going around in it.

Lucy's POV

I'd arrived in Atlanta about 3pm, and after making my way to the B&B I had booked, I got my head down for a little nap before I took a shower to get ready for my meeting with Chris. It's not even like it was a date anymore. Things just felt weird. Needless to say I was feeling stressed about it.

Anyway, I was clock watching as I got ready. I had tried about 4 different outfits on, none of them feeling right, but I ended up with my 3rd option- a snug fitting pair of jeans, a crisp white shirt and a pair of red heels. I fluffed up my hair and checked over my make-up. My hands were shaking and my heart was racing. I prayed that it wasn't awkward tonight, I hated awkward silences and uncomfortable atmospheres. But it was Chris I was seeing, no matter the situation he would never allow anyone to feel like that, even if he was himself. Ugh God, what was I doing.

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I made me way down to the lobby, a few minutes before 7.30pm. I tried desperately to steady my heart and my breathing as I descended in the elevator. I'd wondered whether I should have messaged him or anything since I had told him I had landed, but it was too late for that now. As was it too late to try and steady my pulse, because when the elevator doors opened into the lobby I saw him. I was done for tonight.

He was leaning against the wall opposite the reception desk, chatting to the old man on the desk. On hearing the doors opening, his head had turned in my direction and a large smile appeared on his face. I took a deep breath and stepped out into the lobby as he stood up and turned to face me.

Chris' POV

Man she looked incredible.

I unashamedly enjoyed the sight of her walking towards me, and the blush on her cheeks as she tried to avert her gaze on me because I was watching her. Then she bit her lip as she held back a smile and I chuckled.

"Hi" I grinned when she reached me, "Hi" she looked up to me with that smile. I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheek as my hand rested gently on her hip. "you look beautiful" I said smoothly, before pulling away, to look into her pretty eyes again. Man I was so screwed. "thank you. You look great too. I love the hair" she smiled sweetly up at me, looking at my hair, noticeably a lot longer than the last time she saw me and I smiled "ha, thank you. I feel a bit more like me- not Johnny Storm" I chuckled, making her laugh. "I've ordered an Uber to take us to a place that Scott has told me about, that okay?" I asked her, my anxiety settling a little now she was here. "sure," she smiled and nodded, allowing me to lead her outside, my hand still on her hip as we moved through the lobby.